Isn't this black lacquered coffin the same one carried in the funeral procession? Why did the funeral procession disappear without a trace, but the coffin is here?

Wu Zhiyuan came to the village shortly after chasing the funeral procession unsuccessfully, and did not see the funeral procession return during this period, how did this coffin enter this house? Suppose that the funeral crowd carried it back, but since it is a funeral, why not put the coffin into the ground, is this coffin just a tool for temporarily holding the corpse, and the people here are sometimes buried?

Wu Zhiyuan once saw rumors about sky burial in books, which are generally popular in some areas of Mongolia and Tibet, and after death, the body is placed in a fixed area for vultures and beasts to devour, so that you can live in bliss early.

But even if it is a sky burial, the body will not be held in a coffin, and this is the central Luzhong region, which is still 108,000 miles away from the Mongolian and Tibetan regions, and there will never be a custom of sky burial that prevails.

What is the truth, maybe there will be an answer in the coffin, if the coffin is really only for the purpose of holding corpses, the coffin must be empty at this time. Thinking like this, Wu Zhiyuan walked to the coffin, and was just about to reach out to lift the lid of the coffin, when he suddenly heard a slight "rustling" sound. He listened carefully, and the "rustling" sound actually came from inside the coffin.

Wu Zhiyuan hesitated, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and at this moment, the sound of "rustling" became louder and louder, much like the sound of a group of insects crawling. Almost in the blink of an eye, the sound of the coffin had become sharp, and the sound of "brushing" was endless, and at the same time, the lid of the coffin kept moving several times, as if there was something in the coffin that wanted to come out.

Wu Zhiyuan was taken aback, and subconsciously took a step back, at this moment, the coffin lid kept vibrating, and some insects kept crawling out of the gap between the coffin body and the coffin lid. Wu Zhiyuan looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but scream, these insects are actually corpse insects!

Wu Zhiyuan recognized the corpse insects, and was extremely impressed, on the top of Longshan and Shigong Gu Shen fought the drought fish, he almost died in the sea of corpse insects, and later the god of Ceres burned all the corpse insects to death with blood wine and Taoist charms. But now that he only has a peachwood sword on his body, to deal with this sudden swarm of corpses is like a skillless woman, and it is difficult to cook.

Thinking about it, Wu Zhiyuan's body retreated again and again, and at the same time hurriedly turned around and ran away, the world outside is wide, and no matter how many corpses and insects there are, it will not be overwhelming. After rushing out of the door, Wu Zhiyuan looked back and found that the corpse insect swarm did not chase after him, so he stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked inward, the light in the house was dark, and he couldn't see the situation in the house clearly when he stood outside, and after being sure that the corpse insect swarm did not chase out, Wu Zhiyuan was a little relieved and hurriedly walked away from the courtyard gate of this house.

In the past, the drought fish had turned into corpse insects, and the drought fish was the founder of the Black Descending Gate before his death, and his strange Gu magic was unparalleled in the world, and the corpse insects naturally had nothing to do with their Gu skills, and now the corpse insects reappeared in this coffin, is this also a trick?

Wu Zhiyuan thought of the shopkeeper he had seen in the inn, and soon after his death, countless maggots had emerged from his body, and it seemed that there was some unknown connection between the two.

While thinking, Wu Zhiyuan unconsciously came to the courtyard gate of another house, this house looked even more dilapidated than the previous one, the courtyard gate was nowhere to be found, even the gatehouse had collapsed, and the courtyard wall on the west side had also collapsed.

Wu Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment and walked into the courtyard, the layout of these houses was almost identical, and after passing through the courtyard, he went straight to the main door. The yard was also a barren grass, apparently uninhabited for many years. Walking to the door of the main room, Wu Zhiyuan stopped, not daring to take a step forward, because he saw that there was a black lacquer coffin placed in the east and west directions directly north of the room!

It's a black lacquered coffin again! Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but be surprised, the black lacquer coffin in front of him was exactly the same as the coffin carried in the funeral procession he had seen before, and the coffin placed in the room just now, if he hadn't just come out of that house, he would really think that he had returned to the original house.

In this way, it seems that the coffins carried by the funeral procession were not returned, and it is very likely that these two black lacquered coffins were originally placed in these two rooms. But what is the purpose of the black lacquered coffin in this room? What do they have to do with the black-lacquered coffin in the funeral procession? It's just puzzling.

Wu Zhiyuan stood at the door and stared at the black lacquer coffin in the room for a long time, the coffin was pitch black, but lifeless, revealing an indescribable weirdness. After staring at the half-burnt incense for a while, the coffin remained silent, and Wu Zhiyuan cautiously moved his steps and took a step towards the door.

The coffin remained as dead silent as ever, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. Wu Zhiyuan held his breath and stared, his eyes kept staring at the coffin, and took another step forward.

In this way, until Wu Zhiyuan approached the coffin, the coffin did not drill any corpse worms like the previous one. Wu Zhiyuan relieved his heart at this time, he opened the coffin to see what was going on, but he still had a heart, this time instead of reaching out to lift the coffin lid, he inserted the peach wood sword in his hand into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body, and used the wooden sword to pry open the coffin lid.

"Squeak", the coffin lid was pried open by the wooden sword to open a black hole gap, Wu Zhiyuan's arm exerted force, and was about to pry the coffin lid to the ground, when suddenly a long thing burst out of the gap, and the thing snaked up along the peach wood sword in Wu Zhiyuan's hand, making a "hiss" sound.

Wu Zhiyuan was caught off guard, and when he reacted, he found that what came out of the coffin was actually a small cyan snake with the thickness of a little finger and the length of chopsticks.

Wu Zhiyuan shouted, instinctively threw the wooden sword diagonally to the ground, the little snake was suddenly thrown to the ground, its body twisted, and it was about to crawl towards Wu Zhiyuan's feet, Wu Zhiyuan didn't wait for it to get close, hurriedly took a step back, and slashed the peachwood sword at the snake body!

This sword just hit the middle of the snake's body, this peachwood sword was simply cut by Wu Zhiyuan himself, the whole body was peachwood, and the blade was even sharper, which could be described as extremely rough and blunt, but this sword slashed down, but the little snake was immediately cut in two.

People say "hit the snake and hit seven inches", although Wu Zhiyuan's sword cut the small snake into two sections, but the snake's head was still connected to most of the snake's body, and it stands to reason that it can still crawl, but just after Wu Zhiyuan's sword fell, the snake body that was cut in two twisted a few times on the ground, and it began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a small pool of white mucus in the blink of an eye.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the pool of white slime under his feet inexplicably, and was secretly puzzled, at this moment, there were several "hissing" sounds in the coffin one after another, Wu Zhiyuan turned his head to look, and saw several small snakes of the same size like cyan lightning, suddenly ejecting from the cracks of the coffin, shooting straight towards Wu Zhiyuan!