This family was supposed to be a big family as well.

They live by the river, in the middle of the house is a large courtyard, in front of the courtyard to the left and to the right of a small two-story building, the courtyard gate is located on the side facing the river, outside the door is a wide road along the river, on the other side of the road is the river that runs through the city.

There is also a huge weeping willow planted next to the river opposite the door, this weeping willow has lush branches, and most of the willow branches hang down on the river like thick black hair.

It's just that this scenery that should have been very elegant looks full of weirdness in this dark night, like a crazy woman with messy hair sitting on the shore and laughing, which makes people unconsciously feel furious.

At this time, Ye Han and Yan Xiaotian were looking at the family in front of them under the shade of the messy tree.

Yan Xiaotian was looking at it with his eyes, while Ye Han directly used his Tianxin consciousness to cover it and several surrounding households.

But after a while, Ye Han's brows furrowed slightly.

She didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, and there was no second Dryad branch in the vast area, and no other items of value appeared.

She also found the coffin that Yan Xiaotian said, which was on the first floor of the small building on the left side of the courtyard in front of her, but it was not the complete coffin that Ye Han had thought before, but a semi-finished product, and now it was only assembled, and it had not had time to be painted.

Next to it were a clutter of carpentry tools and a bucket of black paint.

And the person who made it can only be the old man who is sleeping in the small building on the right.

He was alone in this great house, and there was no other living creature.

However, from the swing under the camphor tree in the courtyard and the wooden horse abandoned in the corner, it can be inferred that there should have been a big family living here, but later the family was destroyed in the demon beast slaughter city, and only the lonely old man who didn't know what his identity was.

Obviously, the old man has no intention of living now, and he is preparing a coffin for himself so that he will not end up in the wilderness after death.

In fact, situations like the elderly are not uncommon in the whole Ninghai City, and it can even be said that they abound, basically no one in this city is intact, every family has casualties, and some families are directly dead, leaving only empty houses.

It can be said that Ninghai City at this time is already half an empty city.

If Ye Han had come over earlier, he would have seen the city full of white flags, the sky full of dark paper, groups of coffins on the street, and a miserable scene of crying in the city.

"Woman, the coffin is in the small building on the left, let me take you to see it?" Yan Xiaotian's voice sounded softly in Ye Han's ears.

At this time, he was very positive, after all, this was about the heavenly branch that Ye Han promised him!

"Let's go." Ye Han said in a deep voice, although she didn't find anything valuable after scanning it with her Tianxin Consciousness, she still wanted to see with her own eyes the place where this wooden nail first appeared.

In a flash, Ye Han disappeared from under the willow tree, but her disappearance scared Yan Xiaotian a lot, and at the same time, he became more and more in awe of Ye Han, this woman whose name he didn't know until now was really unfathomable.

He himself is a master of the middle stage of the third order, but he can't see Ye Han's depth at all, which proves that Ye Han is definitely a strong man at the peak of the third order, as for whether Ye Han has reached the heavenly position, Yan Xiaotian also has guesses, but he is not sure.

The heavenly powerhouses in this world are basically well-known, and there is no such person as Ye Han among them, but it is not excluded that she is a new heavenly powerhouse or an immortal powerhouse who has been hidden.

All in all, this is a character he can't afford to offend, and in front of her, he should be an obedient weird baby. Zilang literature

After thinking about it, Yan Xiaotian also quickly jumped in from above the courtyard wall, landed in front of the door of the small building on the left, and then pushed the door lightly and entered in a flash.

At this time, Ye Han was already standing in front of the half-finished coffin and looking at it carefully.

After coming in, Yan Xiaotian saw her attentive appearance, and didn't dare to say anything, but stood aside obediently, so as not to disturb Ye Han by making any movements.

The coffin was very ordinary, made of a few thin planks, and it was so thin and narrow that it could only allow a thin body to lie down, and there was not much room for it.

Next to the coffin was a ground full of sawdust, all of which had been cut down from the coffin.

The messy room was as desperate as the old man's heart.

Carefully scanned the coffin from beginning to end with Tianxin Consciousness, especially the other several identical wooden nails, but still did not find the slightest trace.

It seems that the wooden nail that Yan Xiaotian got was really just an accident, it didn't know why it fell into the old man's hand, it was made into a wooden nail, nailed to the coffin lid, and finally fell into Yan Xiaotian's hand by accident.

As for how this wooden nail came from in the first place, I'm afraid even the old man can't tell.

But Ye Han didn't want to miss even the slightest opportunity, so after staying in the house where the coffin was placed for a while, she came to the house on the right.

On the low wooden bed in the room, an old man with a miserable face was curled up on the bed, and he was not lying in the center of the bed, but in the far corner of the bed.

At this time, he was also sleeping unsteadily, his brows were furrowed, his mouth trembled a few times from time to time, and his body shook violently every once in a while, as if he was sinking into the deepest nightmare at this time and could not wake up.

Looking at the old man's frightened appearance even when he slept, Ye Han's heart also sighed lightly.

No matter what time or what the world, ordinary people at the bottom like him will always be the most helpless victims.

The demon beasts slaughtered the city, there was no power to resist, they were the ones who died the most, and they were the ones who were affected the most in the monks' battles, even if it was the struggle of ordinary people, they were the ones who received the most damage, especially the old people at the bottom who were over the age of sixtieth and still couldn't see the slightest hope in the end after a lifetime of suffering.

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Han stretched out his hand and gently brushed the old man's head, and suddenly, the old man no longer trembled, his brows slowly stretched, and a smile appeared on his face that had been carved with wrinkles and had not been grinning for an unknown amount of time.

At the same time, his curled body gradually opened, and then slowly moved out from the corner of the low wooden bed.

Then Ye Han waved his hand again, and the old man sat up slowly, and at the same time, a pair of confused cloudy eyes gradually opened, looking ahead blankly.

"Tell me, where did the wooden nails on the coffin lid come from?" Ye Han's voice was distant and ethereal, as if it came from the sky, and it seemed to be ringing in his ears.

"Wooden pegs?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said blankly, "It's made from dead branches picked up in the woods outside the city." ”

What the old man said did not surprise Ye Han, this branch was indeed obtained by him by accident, and now her only clue is the woods outside the city.

But even if it doesn't get anything this time, it doesn't matter, at most, it won't be too late to find the Dryad Grandma, and it won't be able to leave this secret realm anyway.

After casually casting a mental skill on the old man that calmed him, Ye Han left the room and walked towards the small courtyard.