In the coffin adjacent to the previous woman, an old man was lying.

In the old man's coffin, the amount of salt is not too much, but it is a lot less, and the amount of salt piled up from the bottom of the coffin is probably just enough to cover half of the old man's body.

Compared with the deceased sent by the funeral procession, the corpse spots on the old man's body are not too many, and the wounds are also much smaller.

Its bare skin, the cracked wounds, were stuffed with crystal salt.

Combined with these three different types of coffins, Li Qingshan's heart roughly understood what the difference between the three meant.

Salt is like an hourglass of time, and the dead who have just been delivered are covered with corpse spots, cracks.

But with the passage of time, this seemingly ordinary salt will gradually disappear, and then repair the body of the deceased in an incomprehensible effect.

Therefore, there is not much salt in the woman's coffin, but the body is intact, like a living person.

But the "newly-arrived" middle-aged man is covered in salt, and his body is full of all kinds of wounds, which is a strange phenomenon.

When the salt is "absorbed" by the dead, will they come back to life?

As soon as this thought came to mind, the mourning procession over there ended their crying and walked towards Li Qingshan.

Without having time to think about it, Li Qingshan half-squatted, wandered around among the many coffins, successfully avoided the sight of the mourning team, and continued to come behind them to observe.

The funeral procession stopped in front of the woman's coffin that Li Qingshan had inspected just now.

The four young men carrying the coffin beckoned.

From the back of the line, a tall and thin man came out, the man's skin was very dark, and a pair of Danfeng eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Liqiu! It's almost time, it's time for you to wake up. ”

"Do you know how hard you think about this time?"

As he spoke, the tall and thin man walked to the coffin, and with love in his eyes, he gently brushed away the remaining salt from the woman's face with his sleeve.

From this man's words, it can already be determined that Li Qingshan's conjectures just now are all correct!

This coffin is a place where the dead can be "resurrected"!

And the instrument used in the resurrection turned out to be salt?

"Whew!"

The woman lying quietly in the coffin suddenly opened her eyes, she looked at the tall thin man in front of her, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes: "Feng Chun? ”

"Liqiu! You're awake! ”

"Great!"

"You're finally awake!"

The excited tall and thin man danced excitedly.

He was about to reach out and help the woman named Liqiu up, when the four coffin bearers, who had never spoken from beginning to end, shouted in unison, "Stop! Wait until you leave! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Feng Chun said stupidly: "It's me who is too excited, and I trouble a few people to take my lady out." ”

The four coffin bearers who didn't talk much glanced at him, and then stepped forward in unison, each with a little effort with one hand, to lift the very heavy Nanmu coffin.

Look at it, they're leaving...... After Li Qingshan's mourning team took action, he followed to the end of the team again.

In the coffin that the four coffin bearers were now carrying, Li Qingshan did not feel the qi of the living. This is definitely not this strange coffin that shields his qi senses.

After all, the people in this funeral procession are all alive, which he can feel.

But why did the woman lie in the coffin and talk to his father-in-law, even though she didn't have the breath of a living person?

"Xianggong! It was like I had a long dream...... In my dream, you made me my favorite pickled tuk xian! ”

"Hey! Lady, you have suffered, and when you get home, I will make you pickled tuxian! You'll be well fed! ”

"Xianggong, you have lost ...... weight"

"In the days without you, I don't think about tea and dinner......"

Listening to this dialogue, it is completely the thinking logic of a living person, and it is also with true feelings!

Is there a secret way to resurrect the dead?

This kind of ability, in addition to deceiving the heavens and the earth, Li Qingshan can't think of a second creature who can do this.

It doesn't matter how high or low you are!

After all, the world is not without the power of a product.

If you can be reborn with memories if you cultivate to a high level, then why are everyone so hard pursuing that ethereal immortality?

If you die, why don't you just find a place and wait for rebirth?

The difference between this form and immortality is really not too big.

Since the Heavenly Dao could not tolerate Li Qingshan's Immortal Dao.

Again, there can be no such thing as "resurrection."

Deceitful ...... Is it true that this creature created by the Heavenly Dao can even dare to deceive heaven and earth?

After thinking about it, Li Qingshan followed the funeral procession all the way out.

Their return journey was also to step on the salt that had been spilled earlier.

It's just that the "lead" turned into this salt seems to be able to be used only once.

After Li Qingshan, who was walking at the end of the line, stepped on the "salt road", the white crystals naturally blended into the ground and disappeared into invisibility.

Once mourned, once in, once out.

Send one in, bring one out.

After thinking about it, Li Qingshan and the others completely walked out of the strange "coffin place".

The bright sun once again shone on everyone's bodies.

A gust of wind blew, and Li Qingshan's figure disappeared at the end of the line.

Rumble!

After the four coffin bearers came out, they threw the coffin directly to the ground.

The heavy Nanmu coffin fell to the ground, kicking up a huge amount of smoke and dust.

The woman inside was also dizzy by the violent tremors.

Feng Chun hurriedly lifted his wife up from the coffin, hugged her into his arms, and choked up: "Lady! You're finally able to come out, you're finally back....."

"Xianggong! I am back...... Don't cry, there are so many people watching......" The woman caressed the man's back, her eyes full of love.

Feng Chun wiped his tears, pulled his wife and ran towards the four coffin bearers.

Hearing only a plop, Feng Chun knelt down with his wife for the four young coffin bearers.

"The great kindness of the four, Feng Chun is unforgettable!"

"If there is something useful in the future, just ask...... If you dare to say a word, you will hit five thunderbolts on the same day! ”

While talking, Feng Chun and his lady kept kowtowing to the four coffin bearers.

And the four young men carrying the coffin seemed to be accustomed to this kind of scene.

Just coldly said something like no thanks, and walked quickly in the direction of Yanzhen.

A few are happy and a few are sad... Here, Feng Chun welcomes the return of the lady... The people in the mourning procession were wiping tears of sorrow and suffering the pain of parting.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan also left first.

After all, there is no special way to enter that weird coffin field.

He also needs to see if there are any different discoveries between Kongying and Wang Xuanji......