Chapter 137: The Man in the Coffin

A howling wind blew past my ears.

When she opened her eyes, the bronze coffin was seven or eight steps ahead.

She was still standing in the empty stone palace in the middle of the mountain, and there was no movement around her except for the strange burning candle flames and the non-stop sound of the wind.

It's as if everything is a dream.

There was a red bead of blood trembling on the bitten index finger.

She took the bead of blood in her palm and turned to walk up.

I was inexplicably a little uneasy in my heart.

The bronze coffin was still lying quietly on the pile of dry bones, and the strange candle flames at the four corners reflected her face, showing a bit of gray gray.

Standing by the coffin for a moment, Mu Sensen stretched out his hand and pushed the coffin away.

At first, her palms were bitterly cold, but as the lid of the coffin moved, more cold air leaked out of the coffin, and her whole body was soaked in those cold, and her limbs began to stiffen.

The light inside the coffin was dim, as if a faint mist had condensed. The light of the beast head lamps at the four corners of the coffin could not shine into the coffin at all.

Mu Sensen frowned and fumbled with the mobile phone on his body.

Yes, this is an artifact, and it is currently at the top of the list of Mu Sensen's favorite items since his resurrection.

far exceeds the status of Tang Xiaotian, Uncle Pei and Mu Tian.

She turned on her phone's flashlight and leaned into the coffin to check. The coffin was so deep and wide that she had to lie on it almost half a person to see what was inside.

Jun Ming's coffin is also familiar to her.

Before his death, he was a royal family with a penchant for luxury, and the tomb had been built more than ten years before his death, and he was buried with the wealth of an entire clan.

More than 70 years ago, his coffin was filled with rare treasures, and it was so bright that it was almost blinding. At that time, the great witch Mu Sensen unceremoniously took a lot of alms for the civilians displaced by natural disasters and military rebellions outside.

Now this deep mountain grotto is no longer his original burial place, and the coffin has also been moved, so it should be ......

Damn, there are so many treasures! It's really a hateful feudal class, and it's still so poor and extravagant when it's dead.

That's right, a fierce ghost like him is extremely vicious, and ordinary tomb robbers can't deal with it. Naturally, the treasure was left unused in the coffin.

From the moment Mu Sensen's mind saw the coffin, he couldn't help but think about it.

The light of the mobile phone turned slightly around the coffin and fell on the man lying inside.

He was dressed in the same clothes as he had been at the previous banquet.

Purple royal robe, wearing a golden crown and hands clasped in front of him. It's just that he has a golden fanged mask on his face, and he can't see his face clearly.

Mu Sensen didn't have a staff or anything like that around him, except for white bones and white bones, there was no way to borrow power.

She had no choice but to focus on her index finger, which had begun to congaze the wound.

Temporarily seal the corpse's spiritual aperture with blood, and then find a time to completely surpass it.

Fortunately, he was seriously injured last time, and he has not fully recovered, otherwise it will not be easy to seal him with the strength of Jun Ming's ability to rank among the four ghost kings.

While thinking, Mu Sensen lifted the fanged mask from his face.

The faces of the people under the masks are smooth and fresh. Stimulated by the glow of his phone, his eyelashes twitched and his brow furrowed in disgust.

Mu Sensen held up his mobile phone and looked at that face...... The whole person has become a fool.

Mutian!!

The man in this coffin...... How could it be Mutian!

In an instant, countless thoughts rushed through her mind, could it be that Rong Sheng in the villa was pretending to be a ghost?