From the moment she entered here, something had already changed.

Still following the instinct of her body, she slowly walked to a coffin, this coffin was carved from white sandalwood, with pale gold lines outlined on it, but there were house stains in some places on the lines, judging by the color, it should be old bloodstains.

It stands to reason that when buried, the coffin will be cleaned to ensure the integrity of some details.

It is impossible that there will be such a large patch of old blood, the only possible situation.

Even if the coffin was opened after the burial, there was something wrong with the people buried inside.

She wanted to open the coffin directly, but this time the two bigwigs finally stopped her.

"This can't work, we were already very surprised that we were able to come in, and now we rush to move these coffins here, in case something is triggered, it's not good."

Baili grabbed her hand and didn't let go.

Huang Qianqian frowned: "If I'm not mistaken, I can open it with the consent of myself or my descendants." ”

This condition is indeed true, but the first half of the sentence is equivalent to being funny.

People are all dead, and there are already coffins, how do I agree under normal circumstances?

Of course, there are special possibilities.

Basically, the coffin is opened with the consent of later generations.

Baili Lance naturally knows this rule: "Therefore, we just need to find a random person from the Xuanchen royal family to come over and get his consent to open it, otherwise it is not whether it can be opened, but whether it can be opened." ”

If you don't get permission, opening the coffin without permission will not only cause trouble, but the point is that it can't be opened at all.

Huang Yanluo was a little lost, and finally seemed to have found a place that could help Xiao Qianqian regain his memory, but now he was going to make such trouble.

I have to find someone, and it is estimated that when I find someone, the daylily will be cold.

"So, I agreed, let's go." Didn't you say that you had to give your consent?

Although she had no memory, there was a voice in the shadows, and a gut feeling told her that it was her coffin.

She didn't know why she had such dangerous thoughts.

She actually saw her own coffin, and for this coffin, she was very receptive, and there was no such anger as others suddenly suspected of being cursed.

"Huh?"

Huang Yanluo didn't react immediately, because the news was too exciting.

"This coffin is mine, I agree, open it!"

She repeated.

Two people: "......"

Baby daughter, are you serious?

How long has it been since they returned? How do you feel like you really can't keep up with the progress here?

Their daughter even had a coffin???

What does that mean?

Does this mean that you have already died once?

Stimulate!

Huang Qianqian has a little habit of dropping the chain from time to time for his parents, and they are all in this kind of operation at critical times.

She took matters into her own hands and had enough food and clothing.

Get straight to the ground and push hard.

The delicate coffin, which had been tightly closed, was pushed open, and the contents of the coffin were gradually revealed.

The inside of the coffin was supposed to be white, but there were also mottled blood stains everywhere inside.

The point is, the coffin was not as empty as they thought.

Because Huang Qianqian said that this was her coffin, and her person was standing in front of her.

(End of chapter)