Chapter 245: What a Damn Lively Scene

Time quickly arrived at the seventh day since Shen Shuyan's sudden death.

Sun Tiejun stood in the courtyard staring at the coffin, his expression solemn.

Wang Shichang asked in a low voice, "Old Sun, back when Shen Shuyan suddenly died, did he really say he would return to life on the Seventh Day?"

Sun Tiejun opened his mouth, then clamped his jaw shut with a wooden expression:

"He really did. I heard it with my own ears and saw it with my own eyes."

Wang Shichang could hear the insincerity in his words, but he said nothing more.

In the current situation, if Shen Shuyan couldn't come back to life, that Prefectural Governor Lan would find some excuse to file charges against Director Yang.

Most likely, Director Yang would have trouble, but with Director Lu backing him, it probably wouldn't be a big problem.

But Sun Tiejun, as the one who had personally served tea to Shen Shuyan that day, would likely face punishment.

When something like this happened among the Garrison Troops, the punishment would be carried out by the Prefectural Government.

He could imagine what Sun Tiejun's fate would be.

"Old Sun, I think we can get through this crisis together this time."

Wang Shichang patted Sun Tiejun's shoulder in comfort.

Sun Tiejun forced a smile uglier than crying. After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke:

"If something happens to me, my family, old and young..."

"Do you have any sworn brothers? I can pass the message along for you."

Wang Shichang was startled - their relationship wasn't nearly that close.

Sun Tiejun let out a soft sigh and fell silent.

As time passed, more and more figures gathered in the courtyard.

Liang Yue and Lin Qin stood together with Wen Kongxuan, making small talk.

Wen Xiaoba kept running over to glance at the coffin, noticing that Shen Shuyan's corpse had already started to stink. He shook his head inwardly.

Could he really come back from the dead? No way, right?

Lu Zhan looked worried, his eyes frequently darting toward the main hall.

Inside the hall, Yang Ling and Lu Yunchen stood on one side.

Lan Jinshui and Prefectural Governor Lan stood on the other.

"The sun is really strong today."

Lan Yue squinted, smiling at Yang Ling:

"Director Yang, do you smell that stench? It seems Magistrate Xu's corpse has started to rot."

"Don't worry, Shen Shuyan is already fighting his way back from the Road to the Yellow Springs. He'll return to life any moment now."

Yang Ling smiled.

Lan Jinshui snorted coldly, his expression extremely dissatisfied.

Prefectural Governor Lan suddenly walked toward the coffin:

"Forget it. Let me send Magistrate Xu on his final journey.

After today, let him be buried."

Yang Ling gave a light cough.

Qin Mo quickly stepped forward several paces to block Prefectural Governor Lan:

"Stop right there, Prefectural Governor Lan."

Commander Ning roared angrily, "What do you think you're doing?! How dare you block the Prefectural Governor's path!"

Qin Mo grinned: "The Director has instructed that today is crucial - Shen Shuyan is about to come back to life.

So at this moment, no one is allowed to approach him, lest any Rong Tribe spies strike and send Shen Shuyan back to the underworld."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lan Jinshui, Lan Yue, and Commander Ning all shouted in unison.

"Lu Yunchen, is this how your Ironclad Department people behave?"

Lan Jinshui laughed in fury:

"A mere Ninth-Rank Ironclad dares to be sarcastic, insinuating that a Prefectural Governor of an entire prefecture is a Rong Tribe spy?"

Lan Yue stared icily at Qin Mo:

"Say that again."

Qin Mo: "Today, no one may approach Shen Shuyan's corpse.

Anyone who tries to get close to him is a Rong Tribe spy."

The scene fell into dead silence.

Sun Tiejun and the others exchanged glances, their expressions strange.

"Alright, alright. I won't go over there then."

Prefectural Governor Lan waved his hand with a smiling face:

"The Ironclad Department operates with thoroughness, worthy of praise. I will certainly submit a memorial to the Imperial Court commending this young man."

"Thank you."

Qin Mo smiled.

Prefectural Governor Lan's smile faded, and he returned to his original position to wait quietly.

A few breaths later, an arm suddenly reached out from the coffin.

The lividity on it was fading at a visible rate.

"So they gave me a coffin? Yang Ling is quite thoughtful. But how could a fledgling bird ever defeat an eagle in the sky?"

Shen Shuyan's slightly smug voice sounded from inside the coffin.

Sun Tiejun's scalp went numb at this sight - it felt like his head was about to explode.

Having interacted with the man for years, he instantly recognized that as Shen Shuyan's voice!

Shen Shuyan... had really come back to life?

He looked at Yang Ling in disbelief, only to see Yang Ling's calm, composed expression, showing no surprise at all.

In that moment, Sun Tiejun suddenly felt dazed. Could this Director Yang really have the ability to snatch people back from the underworld!?

Wang Shichang was also seeing this spectacle for the first time. Even with his vast experience, he was so shocked he couldn't utter a word.

"This..."

Liang Yue and Lin Qin exchanged glances, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

Wen Kongxuan reacted extremely quickly. With a light wave of his hand, nearby Ironclad Constables raised their crossbows, aiming at the coffin.

Inside the hall, Lu Yunchen, after a brief moment of stunned silence, suddenly remembered something and said with a grave expression:

"It seems the Rong tribe has a type of pill called a False Death Pill, which is extremely rare.

I've heard that taking this medicine puts one into a state of false death for seven days.

As long as the physical body isn't damaged within those seven days, one can come back to life.

Moreover, it can repair all hidden injuries within the body! As they say: No breaking, no making!"

Lan Jinshui looked at Yang Ling with shock and uncertainty.

Prefectural Governor Lan and his son Lan Yue both took a deep breath.

From their emotional fluctuations, Yang Ling judged that these two probably really didn't know Shen Shuyan could come back to life.

"Wow, my injuries really have healed completely. I still have a chance to advance to Sixth-Rank!"

"I faked my death this time. Yang Ling should be held accountable and might have already gone to the Capital to beg forgiveness."

The other arm also reached out. Both hands grabbed the edges of the coffin, and his body sat up in one motion!

The sun was too bright, and Shen Shuyan hadn't opened his eyes for seven consecutive days, so now he could only squint.

His brain was still in a state of floating ecstasy.

It was as if his soul had truly left his body for a time and had only now returned.

"They say taking the False Death Pill causes delirium, but it doesn't seem like it."

"No, wait - I've been talking so much just now, that might be the delirium..."

"Doesn't matter. After all, I died once. Having gone through this calamity, I should talk more in the future. The feeling of being dead really isn't pleasant."

"I wonder if Lan Wentao has made any moves yet. He's a spy personally recruited by that Silver Generation member. In this Changhe Prefectural Capital, his methods are even more formidable than mine."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire courtyard became even quieter than before.

All eyes turned sharply toward Prefectural Governor Lan.

Lan Yue's expression changed drastically as he shouted:

"He's delirious! Talking nonsense!"

Lan Jinshui's face turned deathly pale in an instant. His lips trembled, unable to speak.

As if he was already at death's door!

Lin Qin and Liang Yue exchanged glances. These words... didn't sound like something said out of delirium.

"Shen Shuyan, congratulations on fighting your way back from the underworld."

"As expected of an eagle in the sky."

Yang Ling smiled: "Brew some tea to moisten this eagle's throat. He should have a lot to say."

"I'll do it!"

Sun Tiejun hurried over, starting to boil water and brew tea, his movements very practiced.

Shen Shuyan's mind was gradually clearing, and the sounds of this world reached his ears. He stared blankly at Yang Ling and everyone present, muttering to himself:

"What a damn lively scene."