And he recorded it very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he wrote this statement on paper and showed it to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi took the paper and was slightly stunned.

Somehow, there were some shudders.

When she looked at this coffin, there was an even more indescribable meaning - she actually didn't have any ill feelings towards the two old men. But why would an old man who looked so sad and heartbroken by the death of his daughter custom-made a coffin like this for their daughter?

The most bizarre thing is that except for the obviously taboo inscription on the coffin...... When Yuan Yuxue lowered her eyelashes slightly, she pointed to a place at the bottom of the coffin to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi just came back to his senses and looked over.

It was a dot, painted the same color of wood as the coffin. Because the whole mind of ordinary people will be attracted by the extremely uncomfortable-looking lettering, so for a while, they will not notice this seemingly harmonious pattern.

But when he noticed it, Xiao Qi's face became even more ugly. She stepped forward slightly, and unconsciously touched the dot that looked like a pattern.

It's nails.

Spikes, if not used well, are actually something that breaks bad luck.

For example, there is a saying before that if the housemaker wants to do things for the master's house, he will nail a long nail on the backbone of the house, which means wealth and misfortune, which is a very vicious curse.

And the nail that represents the seal is nailed to the bottom of the coffin at this time, and according to the imagination of this position-

This round nail was just nailed to the center of the corpse's feet.

Even if I don't know if there is a specific statement, Xiao Qi is very clear that this is a very negative setting.

Nailing the heart of the corpse's feet is nothing more than trying to make it difficult for her to move an inch and not be reincarnated.

Xiao Qi's eyes also drooped slightly.

She saw the black-and-white photograph that was placed on the mourning hall at this time, as if the girl with a smile on her lips was "looking" at them.

Almost with some bewilderment, he said, "...... Why would they do it? ”

She wasn't asking Yuan Yuxue, she just subconsciously said such a sentence to herself, like a little unwilling.

Then Xiao Qi saw Yuan Xuxue step forward, put his hand on a certain corner of the coffin lid, as if he was straining slightly, he woke up suddenly, rushed over and held him down, "Wait a minute, Yuan Xuxue!" ”

Xiao Qi was so frightened by his sudden move that he was about to sweat, and looked behind him slightly in a panic.

Of course, the door of the mourning hall was open, and they did not dare to close it.

This means that someone will come in through the lobby at any time, and if the Lao Li family, or the villagers, see them lifting the coffin, it would be considered light to be kicked out, and it would anger these obviously weird NPCs.

Even if Xiao Qi has a talent bonus, if this kind of thing is discovered, it is impossible for the talent to take effect in this situation.

She looked at Yuan Yuxue bitterly, and whispered, "If you move the coffin, it's too loud, and it's easy to be discovered by the villagers outside, let's find other opportunities to sneak a look-"

It's just that when he said this, Xiao Qi also hesitated slightly.

What other timing?

I always feel that if I miss this time, the next opportunity will be even more difficult.

Do you have to come in the middle of the night? Late at night, the Lao Li family may not necessarily be unvigilated, and acting at night is more dangerous than the warning given to them by the fat man. After the coffin is sealed, the coffin is nailed, and to open it is almost equivalent to destroying the coffin.

But now it's just the two of them.

When the coffin is lifted, no one knows what will happen.

Judging from those various anomalies, even if the corpse in the coffin became a resentful ghost on the spot and locked them, Xiao Qi would not be surprised.

Yuan Yuxue was held down by his hand.

Although it can easily break away from the human wrist, it is inevitable that the damage caused by the imbalance of strength, Yuan Yuxue did not move at this time. was just obediently pressed on his arm, and those dark eyes looked at Xiao Qi.

His appearance turned out to be inexplicably obedient, and he couldn't see any signs of wanting to lift the coffin directly just now.

Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, and at this time, they looked at Xiao Qi and wrote the meaning of "I want to open the coffin for inspection".

His lips moved, and he said something.

Xiao Qi didn't understand.

I just saw the red lips open and close slightly, and realized that I seemed to have been pressing Yuan Xuxue for too long, and I was a little embarrassed. He let go of his hand suddenly. and apologize to him.

"I'm sorry," Xiao Qi said, "but it's too dangerous right now." ”

Yuan Yuxue thought about it, lifted the piece of paper again, and wrote:

"I'll be careful not to make a noise and lure people outside."

According to Yuan Xuxue's strength, it is indeed possible to do this easily.

This line of text was displayed in front of Xiao Qi, Yuan Yuxue paused slightly, and continued to write:

"You can go outside and close the door. If someone comes, you don't need to remind me, but when asked, they say that this is a ritual that is needed for prayer, and there can be no ventilation."

This approach is actually quite feasible.

And for Xiao Qi, the danger she may suffer is greatly reduced.

On the one hand, Yuan Xuxue was in the mourning hall, and if there was really something wrong with the corpse in the coffin, he would be the one who was hurt first.

On the other hand, it also exempts Xiao Qi from the risk of being discovered by the villagers - even if she is really bumped into, she can excuse herself from knowing what Yuan Yuxue is doing, although it is inevitable that she will be implicated, but there is always a direct connection.

But Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, and the first thing that came to mind was-

"And what do you do?"

If a person stays in the mourning hall to open the coffin, the danger factor simply doubles.

Moreover, Yuan Yuxue still has a language barrier, and if he really encounters any danger, he can't even open his mouth to ask for help.

The more Xiao Qi thought about it, the more dangerous he felt, and finally he only shook his head, "The risk is too great." I'm with you. ”

"It's okay to lock the door behind the back, and if there are really villagers outside, the time to talk ...... It should be enough for us to cope. ”

Xiao Qi said very calmly.

Unconsciously, she had actually agreed to Yuan Xuxue's decision to walk on a tightrope.

Or there is no way, the lesser of the two powers.

Yuan Yuxue tilted her head slightly to look at her.

The fine eyelashes like crow's wings drooped slightly, he pursed his lips, and the expression on his face was still the kind of alienation and coldness that made people feel a little alienated, but now Xiao Qi only felt that Yuan Yuxue was too easy to bully, and he dared to stand up for any danger.

Yuan Yuxue continued to write on the paper.

"It's my personal decision, you don't have to take any risks with me".

He unfolded the paper.

Xiao Qi felt angry and funny again, "The inspection value is a team task, I am your teammate, there is no reason for you to act alone." ”

"And," Xiao Qi's tone softened slightly, "how can you afford to lift the lid of the coffin alone?" It's more reliable for two people to work together...... Hurry up, the longer we stay, the easier it will be to be suspected. ”

Once a decision is made, she is not a character that will be easily shaken.

After speaking, Xiao Qi had already turned around very firmly, closed the door, and locked the door by the way.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but after locking the door and turning the mourning hall into a temporary secret room, the temperature seems to have become even colder. A chill rushed in from the soles of my feet, almost making my body shiver a little uncontrollably.

Xiao Qi's physique is considered good among players, after all, she has cleared many dungeons, and the system has also strengthened her physical strength.

But in the face of the coffin lid weighing nearly 100 catties, it is also a challenge for arm strength to lift it - so Xiao Qi began to search for props in his personal storage space.

One-time items such as power-ups aren't really very advanced, and the points required to redeem them are low.

After all, in many mission environments, the amount of strength does not actually play a critical role, but in this case, it is still difficult to use.

It's just that when she was searching for the props she had collected, Yuan Yuxue had already stepped forward and pressed her hand on the corner of the coffin lid, looking like she had begun to exert herself. Xiao Qi was stunned, as if he stepped forward first and lifted the position of diagonal force, and when he was about to exert force, he felt that the weight on his hand was obviously light-

The lid of the coffin was lifted abruptly.

And because the angle is almost vertically up and down, in the process, there is no weird sound that might alert people outside.

It was so easy to open up to reveal a very large space.

Xiao Qi was slightly stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Yuan Xuxue's body.

She looked at the other party's arms, which were still very slender. It can be seen that there is force, the green tendons on the wrists are protruding, and the fingertips are crushed and slightly whitish. But with such a pair of hands, Xiao Qi was still completely unable to connect it with the huge force that could easily lift the lid of the coffin.

Especially when Xiao Qi looked at Yuan Yuxue's face now, he still had such a relaxed and cold expression, and he couldn't see how hard he was working at all. This casual look even made his current actions set off a very Sven meaning, as if he was carrying out some kind of elegant movement, and the contrast made Xiao Qi almost close his mouth.

…… That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

She thought bitterly.

Even if she is a stereotype, shouldn't such a strong man have such a strong body? Why can Yuan Yuxue lift the lid of the coffin so easily? He didn't seem to use much strength at all.

The idea of a slight black line quickly faded away.

Because at this time, Yuan Yuxue, who was watching Xiao Qi, lowered her head slightly.

Medium-length black hair slipped down his cheeks and nestled on top of his snow-white collarbone, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his gaze seemingly fixed on the coffin.

The pupils that were originally pitch black were a little heavier than the moment.

This change is actually not obvious, but Xiao Qi inexplicably feels that the current Yuan Desire Snow seems to be particularly "cold".

His gaze also subconsciously followed Yuan Yuxue's gaze.

Because of the angle, she even took a slight step forward to see the corpse exposed inside the coffin.

Then it's as if the blood in the whole body is clotted.

She felt chills on her body, and her whole body was stunned.

Xiao Qi has seen a lot of ghosts.

I've also seen a lot of dead people and corpses.

But the corpse in front of her still made her feel a long-lost emotion, called discomfort.

It wasn't the same as the ghosts or corpses she had seen before, the flesh and blood were blurry, and almost all the various organs on the body were flowing and exposed, decomposing, and mutating into extremely strange appearances, as if they were all pieced together into a complete corpse.

The female corpse in front of her remained intact, almost indistinguishable from when she was alive. Because of this, it seems that through this corpse at this time, you can see a living person who was tortured in life.

Her corpse's skin was a faint bluish-purple color, her eyes were wide open and bulging, and the sides of her eyeballs were faintly black, bloodshot.

The body appears very thin.

It's as if all the flesh on the whole body has been consumed, only the face is the most normal, and the torso of the body down, especially the position of the legs, is firmly joined together, as if only a point is protruding. It was as if the body had been cut in half, and only half of it was left as thin as a stick.