Coffins – coffins for people, where are they in general?

In addition to being placed in the funeral home, it is naturally in the grave.

The coffin buried in the ground was pressed with dirt on it, and the coffin board was not so easy to push open...... But this is not difficult for Yanluo, in the inner world, the mobile phone exists in the consciousness, and the storage space has weapons and equipment such as mandarin duck knives and dragon sticks.

"Look at me as a pillar of optimus, put the coffin board up!"

Of course, this sentence is just to say, the coffin is too narrow to take out the 2.4-meter dragon stick and can't put it down, Yan Luo took out the pair of mandarin duck knives, ready to cut a piece on the coffin board, and then, dig out the outside of the soil, dig out a road that leads to the outside of the grave, leading to the ground.

"In other words, lying in a coffin, or a coffin buried in the ground, I'm afraid it's a novel experience for many people."

Yan Luo was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly opened his mouth and spit out four words faintly:

"East Malaysia junior."

There was silence all around.

Forget it, it's not funny at all - as a ruthless person, even if you tell jokes, you can't make yourself laugh, and you can't make yourself cold when you tell cold jokes - Yan Luo started work, and the place he chose to go under the knife was not the coffin lid, but the side.

Now that it's buried in the ground, with holes in the coffin lid, isn't the gravitational effect a mouthful of mud?

The mandarin duck knife is very sharp, Yan Luo quickly cut and cut the wooden plank, he did not use the Olympic flame to burn the cut wood chips, now, he is still in the coffin, if he lights the coffin to give himself a cremation, it will be sour.

The pieces of wood cut out with a knife were placed on the other side of the coffin, and Yan Luo found that what was exposed was indeed dirt - the soil was very fresh and moist, and it was obviously not long buried, but it felt very sticky in the hand and had a cool smell.

It's not the coldness of the natural temperature, but a very strange coldness that seems to penetrate deep into the soul......

As an intermediate life, his spiritual feelings are much more sensitive than those of ordinary people, and Yan Luo thoughtfully: "Yin Qi? According to the spirit world, this should be the place where the so-called yin qi gathers, the place where corpses are raised......"

"Buried here for decades, hundreds of years, maybe, I will become a zongzi when I come out?"

Of course, this is only a divergent mind, even if this is really a place to raise corpses, it is a corpse, not a living person - Yan Luo used a mandarin duck knife to dig in the dirt and make a hole diagonally upward, and he found that this was not easy.

The soil is sticky.

Wet, hard......

The Mandarin Duck Knife is a two-gassho knife, that is, a short double knife similar to that used in the Wing Chun Eight Chopping Knife, which is not a good tool for digging earth.

And even if the Mandarin Duck Knife is a high-quality cold weapon, it is very sharp, and it is used to kill, not to dig the soil! It's not as good as a sapper shovel, and if you dig like this, it won't be long before the blades of the two knives will definitely be damaged.

Yan Luo was very crisp and put the knife away.

Sticks, which can only be topped, cannot be excavated, and there are thousand-year-old lightning swords, Macedonian spears, gold chains, and marble statues in the storage space...... However, none of this was used, and Yanluo used other tools.

His body!

His body is a weapon!

Yanluo stretched out his hands, his fingers curled into claws.

Dig into the sticky, somewhat hard soil.

"I knew I had brought the horse."

That horse, transformed with alien biochemical technology, has the defense of the rock skin increased, but in essence, it is still a horse, the supernatural world is very dangerous, if it dies inexplicably, the loss will be great, so Yan Luo did not take the horse into the inner world.

But if you bring a horse, the current coffin can't squeeze one person or one horse, right?

In any case, the horse's talent for burrowing into the ground and using its hooves to quickly dig holes in the dirt is now coming in handy - wouldn't it be frightening if someone outside saw that it was a man buried and then a horse crawled out of the grave?

While thinking in his mind, Yanluo's hands were also digging.

In a grave, a man in a coffin, with his own hands, dug into the dirt, which was cold, wet, and sticky, with occasional coarse sand and small stones, and soon blood began to flow from the ten fingers of the digging.

Blood seeped into the dirt......

The texture of the soil gradually became soft, and Yan Luo knew that he should be about to dig it out, after all, it was just a tomb and it would not be as high as the mound, and soon he saw a glimmer of light from the crack in the dirt above, the light was not obvious, it was very dim.

"It's moonshine."

"It's night!"

Yan Luo sped up the movement of his hand.

Outside, on the side of a grave piled up with dirt, with a click, not loud but still clear at night, the earth collapsed into a large area, forming a pit of earth.

A hand is stretched out from it.

Thick black clouds, deep black night, under the light of the dim moonlight, from the collapsed earth pit, actually stretched out a hand!

A bloody hand!

The ten fingers of the hand were curled into claws, and the fingers were scarred and mottled with blood, and anyone would definitely be scared to pee if they saw this scene—even if it was not as strange as a horse's hoof sticking out of the collapsed dirt pit, it was enough to be called terrifying, and then the dirt pit widened to reveal a face.

A man's face.

Yanluo raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

"When the moonlight shines on my face, I think I'm about to change, there is a soup called heartbreaking, and drinking it has magical powers......"

For the first time, entering the supernatural world, or role-playing, even if it is a ruthless person, Yanluo has some expectations for all this, what will he encounter? Who have you become? At first, it was in the grave, but unfortunately it was not a zombie, and now, when he dug up the grave and crawled out, standing in the moonlight, he did not become a werewolf.

He, or he......

Yan Luo shook off the dirt stained on his hair, looked down, looked at his clothes and found that they were really different from the original, looking at the materials and styles, even if he was poor in the real world and didn't have much knowledge, he could feel that this should be a high-end suit with a lot of price.

"Is a suit a shroud? It's really creative......"

"At least you can judge that the era in which you appear is not ancient - of course, it may also be modern, after all, the history of Western clothing seems to have originated in Europe in the 17th century."

He took out his phone and found that there was no signal, neither the network nor the wifi.

"Is it because the Internet hasn't appeared yet, or is it too remote to be searched?"

Yan Luo put away his phone and stood quietly by the moonlit grave thinking: "The main quest has not been released...... I'm afraid, the main line of this world is triggered, and I haven't touched the key ...... that can trigger the mission In any case, figure out your surroundings first. ”

He removed the blood shackles on his fingers, although before, the blood from digging his hands as a shovel was dripping, but the two genes of intermediate life + self-healing, under the combined effect, the wounds on his hands have healed.

The congealed blood scars fell, revealing the fingers, slender and fair.