Translator's note: curious about why I'm working on the earlier chapters? You can find an explanation in the translator's note on the ninth chapter . Life is picking up a bit, so from now on out I'll endeavour to post a chapter per month. - Suddenly, the narrow space was quiet, and it was then that the coldness and eerieness of the stone tomb appeared. The slow sound of the water’s movement, the circling of the ripples subsiding, seeming as if to ebb and gather towards the back of the coffin. The gathered water scattered in every direction, revealing the dingy white [1] flagstone of the floor beneath, and from near the corner of the coffin, light pooled secretively from where the smoking pipe had been washed out by the water. With a sudden clear expression in her eyes, Li Shiyi moved forward hurriedly and gathered it, still not straightening her body, listening to the gurgling from within the coffin, the sound vibrating in waves. The groaning sounds seemed as if to be