When she looked up at the cat squatting on the lid of the big red coffin again, the cat was no longer the same fierce image as Fangcai.

It squatted so obediently, and the whole cat looked about half a meter tall, beyond the size of an ordinary cat, and beyond her perception of the big cat, faintly giving people an invisible pressure.

"Meow~" The cat barked softly at her, but her domineering voice was gentle and slender, and she even heard a little coquettish meaning from it.

Immediately afterward, the cat retrieved its large tail, which had swept dust back and forth on the lid of the coffin, curling and covering her two front paws the size of half a palm.

Licking the three-petal mouth, he moved his claws and paws to sit more obediently, and stared at her with big eyes as clear as glass beads, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Is this still the cat that just murdered her?

Ye Qi couldn't help but feel a little too strange, looked at the cat, and then looked at the big red coffin, after hesitating for a moment, she took two steps forward again, and the cat, which was already in a leisurely state, changed her face again when she had a close movement, and immediately snorted at her!

She quickly took two steps back, and the cat became well-behaved again, and suddenly felt strange in her heart, and glanced at Qi.

"It doesn't want us to touch the coffin." Seven explained the meaning of the cat coldly.

She also agreed with Seven's explanation, but she didn't understand why the cat didn't let them touch it? Could it be that this cat is specially guarding the coffin?

She turned to the cat and asked, "Don't you want me to touch it?" ”

Although she knew that cats couldn't understand human speech, and asking this question was equivalent to asking in vain, she always had a feeling that this cat was much smarter and more spiritual than ordinary cats.

"Meow." The cat barked softly and quickly, then tilted its head at her, its long white whiskers swaying with the licking of its mouth, looking adorable.

The light in the hall was more than that of a torch alone, and she could see that the edge of the cat's round pupils was navy blue.

If it is in a well-lit place, the cat's eyes should be very beautiful, and the stars and the sea are all in it.

In that case, there are some similarities with Seven's eyes.

Now she probably understands what the cat means, which means that she is not allowed to touch the coffin, not even close.

If she forcibly touches it, I'm afraid the cat will get angry.

Since the coffin where the cat is located is not for her to touch, then she might as well try something else?

Thinking of this, she stared at the cat while walking towards the big red coffin next to her.

"Meow~?" The cat was stunned for a moment, and then jumped off the coffin lid with a jump, and then trotted two steps and jumped directly on the coffin she had chosen again.

"Ha-!"

With the same terrifying and vicious look, Ye Qi was not frightened by this cat again, probably scared several times, and now she is immune.

Holding her hand slightly to her chest, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes like apricots and wind narrowed slightly, and she laughed: "Is there anything I can touch?" ”

As soon as the words came out, she suddenly felt that she was a little nervous? She's questioning a cat right now!

It must be because this place is too depressing, so she is a little nervous, this ghost place, there are really enough evil sects.

However, the most important thing is that she actually thinks that she can probably understand the meaning of this cat, and she doesn't know where the feeling comes from.

Could it be that she fell for some illusion? Thinking of this, she quickly pinched her hand holding the torch.

Hiss~!

The force was a little too strong, and she gasped in pain.

"Meow...... Meow ......" The cat sat in front of her and let out a series of meows, as if to explain something.

He then jumped from the coffin to the ground, walked through several coffins with great grace, and finally jumped onto a large red coffin in the corner.

This...... Could it be that he is showing her the way?

She rubbed her pinched arm and hurried to the coffin where the cat was.

Seven has not relaxed his vigilance, the dagger in his hand has not slackened at all, and when he saw Ye Qi going there, he also hurriedly followed.

When she got to the coffin where the cat was, she got a little closer this time, but the cat didn't kill her, and even when she carefully put her fingertips on the edge of the coffin, the cat didn't mean to scold her.

Instead, he licked his claws in front of her leisurely.

Does that mean telling her that this coffin can be touched? It is said that cats are psychic, and this coffin that can be touched, I don't know if it's good or bad.

For the sake of prudence, Ye Qi slowly moved to the coffin next to him, and the cat immediately stopped licking his hair, jumped over the coffin next to him, and sighed at her.

But this time Ha Qi was much gentler than before, probably knowing that she was just tempting, not really wanting to touch it.

Sure enough, the cat meant that only the coffin in this corner could be touched.

Neither she nor Seven knew anything about the mechanism here, and since that was the case, she could only trust the cat now.

Before opening it, she carefully examined the coffin, the style of the coffin was very ordinary, but it was larger than the average coffin, and it looked like it could lie down for two people.

The only thing that made her feel different was that the red paint on the surface of the coffin was very special, as if it would glow itself, giving an inexplicable attraction.

But the attraction is not strong for her.

There is no carving of any pattern on the coffin, nor is there anything inlaid with it, reaching out to touch, the coffin is not cold, but has the warmth of jade, and the touch is delicate and silky.

Then she turned her attention to the long wood on the coffin lid, which was as long as the coffin, and the surface of the wood still had the texture of tree bark.

There were two pieces of hemp rope that bound the wood, and the knots were on the wood.

"Do you want to open it?" Seven asked coldly.

Ye Qi came back to her senses and looked at Seven, she didn't see any emotion in Seven's eyes, not even a little fear of the unknown.

In the past, when Seven wore a mask, she would think that it was the mask that blocked all his expressions, but now it seems that this belt is not wearing a mask, it seems to be the same.

She hesitated for a second before nodding.

After hearing this, Qi was about to lift the coffin, and just as Qi's hand was about to approach, Ye Qi suddenly realized something, and immediately raised his hand to stop: "Wait!" ”

Seven's hand stopped and turned to look at her, then stepped back from the coffin.

"I'll untie the rope before I lift the coffin." Ye Qi said that he handed the torch to Qi, and then reached out to untie the hemp rope.

She heard a legend from the old people in the village, saying that a long, long time ago, there was a woman in the village who was killed, and after her death, the resentment persisted, and the black coffin turned red when she was buried, and a master hung a peach wood sword on the coffin.

He also told the villagers to dig it up after three years, and if the coffin did not turn black, they would use a mahogany sword hanging from the coffin to break it.

She listened to this story at the time, and her grandfather didn't believe in feudal dross, so she never believed it.

As soon as the rope was untied, the peach wood on it rolled to the ground as if it had lost control!