I walked forward a few steps and looked closely, and then a creepy feeling arose in my heart.

There was indeed something standing at the end of my eyes, but it was not a large wardrobe, but a coffin.

The coffin is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with unidentified relief patterns on the surface, which looks very delicate, but the dust has covered a very thick layer.

It is not placed flat on the ground, but stands upright against the end of the wall, tilting slightly backward.

"Hand up the coffin?!" Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, "Is this thing popular among foreigners?"

Yan Junze remembers it very clearly that he had watched Lin Zhengying's movies in his previous life, and one of them was a burial of a coffin. That place was also called "Splashing the Dragonfly". If buried in this place, his descendants will surely gain wealth and prosper.

However, the procedures for hiding coffins are also quite particular, and the conditions are strict. If not followed, it will bring great disasters.

It is impossible that this place is also called "slipses" by foreigners.

Yan Junze carefully observed the lighter in his hand around the vertical coffin, including the coffin and the ground.

Finally, he concluded that foreigners knew about wool Feng Shui, and the air in this place should be moist. When the coffin was erected, a layer of dry straw was laid under it, which was moisture-proof.

At this moment, Yan Junze's hand was burned by the lighter, and he quickly closed it.

At this time, the lighter was burned too hot and could not hold it even if it was held. Yan Junze quickly squatted down and placed the lighter at his feet, waiting for it to cool down.

Anyway, I have looked at the location of the coffin carefully just now, and I can barely act whether I want a light source or not.

Yan Junze stretched out his hands, touched the coffin lid, and found the open side of the coffin lid.

The coffin lid of this coffin is not completely uncovered, but is opened from one side like a cabinet door.

When he touched the place where he could hold it with his fingers, Yan Junze did not immediately open the coffin lid, but squatted down and picked up the slightly cooled lighter. He held the lighter in his left hand and pressed it down with his right hand. He used all his strength to open the coffin lid.

The moment it opened, a strange aura that was indescribable surged out.

This breath was not rotten or foul smell. There was also a smell of mold in the middle. Yan Junze's nose itched and he couldn't help but sneeze three times in a row.

The flames of the lighter in his hand trembled wildly and almost went out.

After the flame stabilized, he looked into the coffin.

I saw a woman wearing a white wedding dress and a silk scarf standing in the coffin.

The woman's eyes were closed, her hands were crossed in front of her chest, and her body did not rot. However, due to long-term loss of water, she lost weight, with a haggard face and deep sleep, like a zombie wearing human skin.

Yan Junze still remembers the prompts of the mission information and knows that he cannot have any conflicts with the corpse bride.

In fact, friendly communication with these strange things is also a major principle for his Buddhist spiritual elimination.

Unless, the other party is unwilling.

"Hello, dear Ms. Scott!"

Yan Junze tried his best to make his voice appear soft and friendly. While speaking, he also bent over to the coffin by imitating the Western gentleman.

If he wears a hat, he may even take off his hat and give a gift.

However, just after he said this, because he forgot to calculate the time, the lighter in his hand felt an unsustainable hot feeling. The flames went out and the lighter fell to the ground.

The surroundings fell into darkness in an instant.

Almost at the same time, there was a movement in the coffin opposite.

"ah"

A strange sound rang out in a close distance.

Yan Junze ignored her, squatted down and touched the ground.

The noise in the coffin continued, and the sound was not loud, like a mouse crawling.

Yan Junze could feel the lighter near his fingers. Because a heat was transmitted, he did not give up. He reached forward and touched a cold sole.

He remembered that it seemed that he hadn't seen a dead bride wearing shoes just now.
Chapter completed!