In the coffin was an intact male corpse, the corpse showed no signs of decay at all, but it was a little pale and bloodless, as if the skin was still elastic not long after death.

The corpse was wearing a cyan robe from hundreds of years ago, and it was incredible that the corpse was still so intact after soaking in the well for so long!

"This ...... It can't be a zombie, right? Qiao Keer took a closer look at the corpse in the coffin, and noticed the pattern on the cuffs of the long shirt, I don't know why, she always felt that this pattern was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Li Yanyuan looked at the corpse in the coffin coldly, and his face sank. "The body was burned before dark."

Aunt Liu and a few people who stayed to help found firewood and set up a fire in the open space at the entrance of the village. Just as he was about to light the fire, the old village chief rushed over with a cane.

"Wait!"

"It can't be burned, this corpse can't be burned......" The old village chief stood in front of the coffin, and his strong tone was not negotiable at all. This corpse has been soaked in the well for at least a few hundred years, and it has not decomposed at all, this ...... This must not be burned, it will be punished! ”

Grandma Qiao stepped forward and tried to pull the old village chief away. "Village chief, this corpse can't be kept, in case it ......"

"Anyway, this body can't be burned!" The old village chief was very firm and refused to let go of the coffin. "What if this is the ancestor of Lao Huai Village? The identity of the body has not yet been clarified, so it cannot be burned! ”

"Village Chief, you ......"

"Alright, don't talk about it!" The old village chief looked back at the corpse in the coffin, thought about it carefully, and said, "Put the corpse at Old Man Li's house first, and then decide what to do with it tomorrow."

Old man Li is the only coffin maker in the village, childless and female, with an eccentric personality and rarely interacting with people. He is very good at making coffins, but he only makes three coffins a year.

He usually lives in Yizhuang, and sometimes sets up a stall to sell some incense wax paper money, and he often deals with dead people.

The coffin was delivered to Yizhuang, and when I entered the door, I saw Old Man Li leaning on a chair and snoring, sleeping soundly.

"Lao Li, business is coming."

Several people carried the coffin into Yizhuang and placed it on a stool on the right-hand side. The coffin could not fall to the ground, and was supported by stools underneath.

Old man Li was woken up by the sound of footsteps, and when he opened his eyes, he was obviously a little displeased to see so many people. "What are so many people doing here?"

"Lao Li, this coffin will be placed on your side for the time being, wait ......"

"Who told you to bring this thing!" Seeing the coffin's face change suddenly, Old Man Li got up from the chair and pointed in the direction of the gate, and said loudly, "Go!" Hurry up and carry the coffin away, don't let me go here! ”

"You old man...... Why do you have such a big fire? "Grandma Qiao is also a violent temper, and her anger came up in an instant." Isn't Yizhuang used to put corpses, you're good...... Don't do business if you have it! ”

"I'm telling you, I'm going to put the coffin here today! Dead old man, you have the ability to throw the coffin out yourself! Grandma Qiao crossed her hands on her waist, a bit of a shrew scolding the street.

"You, you ......" Old Man Li was so angry that his face changed.

"It's hard work for everyone today, let's go back and rest early." Grandma Qiao sent away a few people who were helping and walked into the room where the coffin was placed to take a look.

Grandma Qiao took a few incense sticks from the shelf and inserted them in the four corners of the house.

"Humph!" Old man Li snorted coldly, feeling very unhappy.