We looked back together, those coffins were very quiet, and then Jiang Yuchen went to check the other coffins, and sure enough, he found that a few of them could be opened, and most of them were locked.

When he came back and explained things to me, I was able to sit up, but I wasn't sure what to do.

If it was because I entered the coffin that I made a mistake, even if I went to the wrong place, Jiang Yuchen, who had been guarding outside, would not have noticed!

Before, the first time I entered the coffin, I didn't even notice whether there was a lock on the door, and now it's hard to think clearly.

At present, we can only attribute this strange phenomenon to these coffins, which give our senses an illusion.

But when we returned to the coffin and looked at the closed door, we looked at each other.

If it's not one of us who is wrong, let's go into it together now to see what's strange in this coffin.

So saying, we searched until I heard the sound again from the coffin.

The voice was the only one familiar, and in this case, we had to make a decision, which was to open the coffin.

But here, the incision that I hadn't found appeared before, and after slowly opening the snowflakes used as decorations, I saw a layer of stone coffins inside.

This stone coffin is very large and heavy, and the two of us worked hard to open it, and the way it was opened was peculiar enough, it took two people to work together from different directions to open it.

I was surprised at first, but I soon understood that the coffin was made of multiple stones, and the mechanism was very clever.

After separating the coffin, we found that the interior of the coffin was covered with delicate reliefs, and there were clear tooth grooves at the joint of the coffins on both sides, which were used to bite the coffin and seal the wooden coffin.

When we separated the stone coffins on both sides, we saw a black wooden coffin appearing inside, with a strange mark painted on it with light-colored paint.

Under the light, the coffin was quietly placed in its place, and there were some places below that were stone, because after the stone coffin was separated, the wooden coffin was not displaced.

Later, we tried to push the coffin somewhere else, and found that it seemed to be nailed here, motionless.

"What should I do, do you want to open the coffin, or shall we find the masked man and let him come too?"

Jiang Yuchen asked me, but I didn't know what to do, I made such a big move just now, and I didn't see him come out, and I could think of him for a while.

However, looking at the surrounding furnishings, we all feel like we are here to dig the tomb, and the stone coffin is opened, if this wooden coffin is not opened, it will be too meaningless!

After glancing at Jiang Yuchen, we all thought of it together, and immediately prepared tools, but he rummaged for a while, and finally reluctantly found a fruit knife from his backpack.

I glanced at him, didn't speak, took out two crowbars more than ten centimeters long from my backpack, thought about it, and felt that it was too hasty to do so, and immediately took out the kind of incense I brought before and sprinkled some nearby, and then silently recited in my heart, "Don't blame the ancestors!" ”

The coffin was made of good wood, and when I plunged the end of the crowbar into the crack of the coffin, I vaguely heard the sound suddenly shake.

After lifting the nails on the coffin hard, Jiang Yuchen and I glanced at each other, but he couldn't help muttering, "Otherwise, let's forget it, I'll ...... it."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuchen shrunk his neck, "I feel like this place has suddenly become a little gloomy!" ”

After he said this, I also looked around, it was basically all white flowers, it looked like a mourning hall, no, or this is a mourning hall.

"When is it?" I frowned, didn't do anything, pushed the coffin open, and subconsciously took a step back.

Waiting for something to appear in the coffin, but I didn't see anything under the light, when I leaned over carefully, Jiang Yuchen reminded me to be careful at the right time.

I nodded, grasped the crowbar tightly in one hand, and looked inside the coffin as the flashlight moved.

There, I expected to see a withered corpse, or even a skeleton, but it was empty, no, it didn't seem entirely true to say that it was empty, because in the overhead there was something, and it was oval-shaped, and it looked like a black goose egg.

When the flashlight hit it, I found that a dense layer of texture appeared on the oval thing, and in the flashlight, the intermittent lines were faintly refracted in the flashlight.

Looking at them, I felt as if I had seen them, but when I thought about it, I didn't know what they were.

After a few more careful looks, I still couldn't think of anything useful, and finally I had to look for other things in the coffin, but in this empty coffin, the decoration was very exquisite, especially the interior, at a glance, it was full of dotted patterns.

The coffin was very large and deep, and we reached out and groped inside, only to find that in addition to the patterns laid on the bottom of the coffin, it was the strip on the side of the coffin.

I watched the patterns flutter, and then I put the oval-shaped, stone-like and jade-like thing in my hand back to its original position, and shone it with a flashlight, and I felt the light radiating from the surrounding area hit the coffin, echoing those patterns from afar.

Staring at those patterns, like clouds, like the sky, like thousands of troops, like rainbows, fickle, flying through those stripes, and finally disappearing out of the light.

After looking at it for a long time, I changed the position of the light, and the stripes that were reflected really changed, overlapping to form another color, and when they were scattered, it was another scene.

I wasn't sure what it was, and I didn't seem to be able to finish it, but I immediately looked away again, and the flashlight shone on the painting behind me.

The people in the painting did not change under the light, but I could think of the thousands of scenery I had seen before, and this ordinary figure seemed to come to life at this time.

I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time, and in this empty wooden coffin, only light could make up everything.

"Hey, there's going on outside!" I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Yuchen suddenly said.

"What, why didn't I hear that?!" I stared at the strange stone in the coffin and asked without looking back.

"If you listen carefully, it seems to be footsteps, but it's very soft, and it's walking towards us, could it be that person, or let's go out and have a look!"

"What footsteps are there?" I was puzzled, but my eyes followed the reflected light, and kept shaking on the coffin and stone, and I didn't even look back, and I really didn't hear the voice Jiang Yuchen said in my ears.

"How could it not be, it has already come!" Jiang Yuchen's tone suddenly became nervous, "No, this footstep is too strange, I don't feel like it's that person!" Even ......"

I was annoyed by his words, and subconsciously turned back, but just as I looked away, the light in my hand suddenly pulled back, and in the afterglow, I saw an eye.

This black stone turned into an eye, which was outlined by the flashlight with an unfamiliar appearance.

In an instant, I realized that I was being watched by it, and a cold air swirled around me, and the temperature around me dropped instantly.

On the periphery of this eye are the outlines of those eyes outlined by the light, layer by layer, extending out of the coffin.

It's an incomparably sudden form, as if you're sleeping, thinking about something, and you're unconsciously being targeted by something, and that thing crawls out of the dream, from what you're concentrating on.

After a few seconds, I felt a burst of heat and cold, and as my arm shook uncontrollably, I finally didn't hold the flashlight and let it fall into the coffin.

The light quickly changed position, and my stiff body was relieved, if I hadn't held on to the coffin immediately, I am afraid that I would be outside the coffin by now.

I panted and held on to the coffin, and after relieving myself, I looked at Jiang Yuchen again, only to find that he was looking towards the door.

And now, at last, I heard the kind of footsteps he was talking about, and it was there, and it was very slow, like a weak person, moving his body slightly.

It was only when this sound rushed into my ears that I realized that I had been so focused that I hadn't heard it.

Looking back at the coffin again, there must be something strange on the stone, and I must be careful now.

Thinking like this in my heart, I grabbed Jiang Yuchen and motioned for him to observe first, while I got up and went to the coffin to touch the flashlight that I had fallen into.

The coffin was empty, and I felt the flashlight at once, but at the same time I found the stone and felt the clear texture on the stone.

These things must have something to do with the coffin, and the deceased, and looking at that painting in the dark reminded me of another coffin I had seen earlier.

One true and one false?

Or it's all true, but one place is his body, another place is his soul, and we can shine on this soul that we can't see or touch, but we can't find his body, because reality is the most terrible thing - for the soul.