I saw that the walls of the quiet main tomb were inlaid with several night pearls the size of baby fists, which illuminated the tomb very brightly, and in the center of the main tomb was a bluestone coffin.

The coffin is carved with lifelike reliefs, which look domineering.

Luo Tianyao walked quickly to the front of the bluestone coffin, looking at the coffin in front of him, as if he had seen Luo Zhengxu lying in it, who had fallen into a long sleep.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you." A soft, soft voice echoed through the burial chamber.

Luo Tianyao knelt lightly on the ground and kowtowed three times to the bluestone coffin.

Lying in the bluestone coffin was her grandfather.

It was only right for her to bow down.

"I didn't mean to disturb your peace, just to find out the truth, grandpa, you must be able to understand it." Luo said and stood up.

She walked into the bluestone coffin again, then took a deep breath and pushed the heavy coffin lid open with her hand.

The lid of the coffin, which required the joint efforts of two middle-aged men to push open, was easily pushed open by Luo Tianyao.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Tianyao's eyes fell on the inside of the bluestone coffin.

When she saw the old man lying in the bluestone coffin clearly, a look of surprise flashed in her phoenix eyes!

I saw that the person lying in the bluestone coffin was indeed Luo Zhengxu.

He was lying in the coffin as if he was asleep, and his appearance was not much different from the last time Luo Tianyao saw him.

It's just that people who have passed away for so long will inevitably have some peculiar smells.

But at this time, Luo Tianyao didn't care so much, her eyes were fixed on Luo Zhengxu's face, and the depth of the storm was rolling in her eyes.

Luo Zhengxu's facial expression looked very peaceful, as if he had not suffered much guilt before he died.

But his lips were black and purple, and his face was a dead gray color, and he didn't look like a sick and dying of illness, but like he had died of poisoning.

took out a pair of homemade silk gloves from the Qiankun bag he carried, Luo Tianyao put on the gloves, and then pinched Luo Zhengxu's face with one hand and his jaw with the other, forcing him to open his mouth.

She wanted to observe Luo Zhengxu's mouth.

This look made Luo Tianyao's heart sink again.

Odd.

What about Luo Zhengxu's teeth?

He didn't even have teeth!

It's not right.

Luo Tianyao frowned slightly, and a faint dark light flowed in his phoenix eyes.

Luo Zhengxu in her memory, her teeth are very good.

Even if he really got sick and died violently, there wouldn't be all the teeth that shouldn't have been lost, right?

Immediately afterwards, Luo Tianyao observed Luo Zhengxu's tongue coating again.

The tongue coating is also dead black.

The doubts in my heart have been half affirmed.

There is a high probability that Luo Zhengxu did not die violently, but was poisoned!

Thinking of this, Luo Tianyao quickly turned out a silver needle that was an inch long from his body.

Then, she neatly pierced the silver needle into Luo Zhengxu's throat.

It took a few seconds for her to take it out.

I saw that the silver needle that touched Luo Zhengxu had turned black.

And that's not all.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Tianyao took out another silver needle, and then submerged it into Luo Zhengxu's stomach.

By the time she took it out again, it had turned black.

Luo Qianyao looked at the black silver needle in his hand, and then at Luo Zhengxu who was lying in the coffin.