Maximilian Ma and the Echoes of Fate Chapter 3

Most people have had dreams about falling from a height, and the feeling of coming back to life is similar to that.

There was also a feeling of weightlessness for a while, and then my ears rang and my whole body trembled. Then I opened my eyes and found that I was still lying on the bed.

But there is a qualitative difference between resurrection and dreaming. When I opened my eyes, I saw bright yellow in front of me - my face was covered with a piece of yellow silk cloth. I didn’t know what I was holding in my cold mouth, and a wail came clearly into my ears through the coffin board. I moved my fingers and blew in, and the yellow silk trembled. I reached out and touched my left chest, and it was beating very strongly. Yes, I landed successfully!

The feeling of air coming out and in through my nose was really friendly, and the yellow silk bulged up and down again. I suppressed my excitement and thought about how to make an opening statement with the people involved in my second life that would not arouse suspicion. Before I could fully activate my new brain cells, a few intermittent lines of dialogue floated over my head.

"The time has not come yet..." "It's almost there, let's nail the coffin." Nail the coffin? ! I seem to hear nails in the coffin? ! ~~~

"But as soon as the coffin is nailed, the coffin will be nailed..." "How many hours does the dying person care about? I also want to get on the road early and nail the coffin." It was true that the coffin was nailed. I was shocked. Another voice seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the wooden board above the head thumped three times, "The time has come to nail the coffin  --- "

Damn, are you serious? ! joke! I finally found a peerless body to resurrect, but before I can enjoy the blessing, I have to suffocate to death in the coffin and become an unjust ghost again? ! I quickly jumped up and opened the coffin lid, pulled off the yellow silk, opened my mouth and spat out a piece of jade, shouting: "No nails! I'm alive again!"

There was silence all around. I held the edge of the coffin and looked around at everyone. The white flowers in the mourning hall were covered with linen and filial piety, and stood like wooden stakes for a moment. One of them, holding a basin, reacted the fastest, and the basin fell to the ground with a clang: "Oh no!~~~The young prince has cheated his body!!~~~ ~~" The wooden pile suddenly turned into an exploding oil pan. The man holding the basin took the lead and ran out the door in a burst of smoke.

"Come quickly!~~~Find the Taoist priest~~~The season is bad~~~~The young prince has faked the corpse!!!""Help!~~The young prince has faked the corpse!!~~~The young prince has faked the corpse! !"

I stood up and stepped out of the coffin, trying to comfort the crowd that I was a resurrected soul and not a fake corpse. As soon as one foot came out of the coffin, several slow runners immediately collapsed on the ground. One of them shook his legs and kowtowed desperately: "Little prince, little prince~~ I know that you are not willing to die~~ You deserve to be blamed. You have the master~~Sheldon Xiao is usually the most loyal to you~~~The emperor has ordered~~~Wang Ruilingchi will be executed in front of your grave this afternoon~~~All the young masters will be buried with you, so you can go with peace of mind Come on~~~~ Feel at ease~~~"

I smiled helplessly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not pretending to be a corpse. I'm alive again. If you don't believe me, if you touch my hand, it will feel hot instead of cold." I stretched out my hand and stepped out of the coffin with my other foot. Sheldon Xiao immediately wailed and ran away crawling on the ground.

Several others who were paralyzed with fear also struggled and fled through the door. There was only an old man with a gray beard left on the ground, his eyes straight, pointing at me with his index finger. I thought I was very kind and walked up to him, held his hand and said, "My hand is warm." The uncle rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted.

I rolled my eyes and couldn't help but touch my nose: "Damn it, how could it be like this!" A voice that was neither cold nor calm nor urgent came from behind my back: "The prince suddenly came back to life. The servants have no understanding and it is reasonable to be afraid. "My lord, don't blame me."

As soon as the words came out, I was shocked. The voice sounded vaguely similar to the one about to nail the coffin. Following the source, I turned around and saw a man standing next to the banner behind the coffin, also wearing a white mourning robe. As soon as I saw his expression, I was immediately moved. The look in his eyes is definitely that of looking at a living person, and his expression is the same as talking to a living person. I rushed towards him as excitedly as a guerrilla found a party organization, and held his hand: "Do you believe I am a living person?! That's good! Look, my hands are hot, I am really a living person! It's rare for you to Trust me. What's your name?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I immediately realized that something was in serious trouble. After listening to what I just said and looking at the white filial piety robe, this person must be from the palace. And judging from his handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing, he must be a person of high status. Fortunately, I, Maximilian Ma, was able to remedy the situation promptly with my many years of on-the-spot experience. Seeing his eyebrows move slightly, he still added warmly: "You must recognize me, could you please tell me who I am?"