Chapter 335
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There was an unexplained roar from the coffin, like the roar of some kind of country beast, and the coffin board was knocked by the things inside.
The white and shriveled nails protruded from the crack of the shaking coffin, and the deep black nails scraped deep sawdust on the coffin. It is conceivable how sharp these nails are. Peeled off.
Mu Sicheng was so frightened that he pulled Bai Liu's neck and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Bai Liu caught him.
Not only did Bai Liu not run away, but he stepped forward and turned the talisman that was just torn off, and pasted it back on the red line.
A strange thing happened, the coffin, which was shaking just now, suddenly became quiet.
The moment the talisman fell, a golden light flashed from the red line, and the corpses who were about to break free from the coffin's shackles when they touched the red line seemed to be scalded, and white smoke rose up, and there was a blurry sound coming from inside the coffin. After Qing's wailing, he seemed to be shaken unwillingly, and finally returned to calm.
Kong Xuyang squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, and clicked his tongue impatiently in his heart.
Originally, he was going to watch Bai Liu, a bastard, rush out of the temple in fright, but he thought that he would come up with a solution so quickly.
But soon Kong Xuyang adjusted his expression, huddled with Yang Zhi in horror, like an ordinary person, but the viciousness in his face was lingering, and he stared at Bai Liu.
Indeed, the talisman turned over is [An Sha Curse], and it is indeed still holding up.
But if you can escape the first day of junior high school, you can't avoid the first seven. This talisman can't last the first seven. With a sorcery, he sees what Bai Liu will do.
Mu Sicheng stiffened into a wooden stick in front of Bai Liu, his chest heaved violently, and his pale face was pressing on the eight coffins. He was terrified at first glance.
He really wanted to run away, but for some reason, Mu Sicheng always felt that if Bai Liu was left here by himself, it would be more terrifying for him to face Bai Liu than these eight coffins.
There was no trace of fear on Bai Liu's face, he patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder, and ordered in an ordinary manner: "Light some incense, light three sticks, worship three times, don't make four sticks, avoid Lay the altar."
Mu Sicheng's mind is still dizzy now, and as soon as Bai Liu gave orders, he said "Oh" and walked forward limply.
As a result, in the middle of the journey, Mu Sicheng was picking up the incense and preparing to worship, when he glanced at the eight memorial niches on the table in front of the statue with lingering fear, suddenly it seemed like It stopped like a shell.
Eight... niches?
Mu Sicheng turned his head slowly, and pointed at the coffin next to him with a helpless expression, his fingers trembling like nothing: "Bai, Bailiu, one more, one more coffin."
At this moment, Bai Liu was already kneeling on one knee beside the extra coffin, and was stretching out his fingers to carefully touch the corners and crevices of the coffin, when he heard this, he hummed without raising his head: "I see."
The extra coffin was opened under the dim light, and it seemed that the specifications, size, color, and material were similar, with black lacquered heads, red thread around the waist, and bells at the four corners. But after careful observation, Bai Liu found this The strangeness of the coffin.
Bai Liu looked at the fingertips he had just touched the coffin, and there was a thin layer of loess on the surface.
This is a buried coffin.
Not only has it been buried, but it must have been buried quite a while ago. The bells hanging on the four corners are brass bells.
The red thread is new, the same as the red thread used in other coffins. The coffin seems to have been newly painted, and the decay of the wood cannot be seen, but it smells of damp rotten wood.
However, although the outer surface was newly painted, it should have been opened, and a layer of passive loess was touched along the coffin.
There are no yellow symbols on the coffin, so it is not safe at first glance.
Mu Sicheng shook his head wanting to cry but without tears: "Bai Liu, how could there be an extra coffin suddenly?!"
"What I'm more interested in now is why there are so many coffins." Bai Liu got up, and he passed Mu Sicheng to the altar and walked to the altar, where there was also an extra niche. After looking at it for a while, if there was something Thinking, "I see."
Mu Sicheng looked carefully over Bai Liu's shoulder, and then Bai Liu's cover raised the video camera as if he was facing a big enemy and began to film the funeral.
It's embarrassing to say, but he counted one more niche just now, and he didn't dare to look at it because he was afraid, but now he dared to look at it under the double protection of Bai Liu and the camera.
Mu Sicheng took pictures for a while. He looked at the altar on the small screen of the video recorder, and the more he looked at it, the more he didn't like it. His expression changed from doubt at the beginning, to disbelief, and now to confusion.
"This niche..." Mu Sicheng said in a daze, "Why is it from 1884?!"
The dates of birth and death written on the dian kan are astonishingly [1884-1900], and the gender name taboo is written extremely simply, with only one sentence of Li's daughter.
Mu Sicheng began to question himself, took out his mobile phone and took a look: "We are in today's society, why is this coffin more than a hundred years ago?"
"After a married woman is buried, her husband's surname will be given to her as her surname." Bai Liu put her eyes on the coffin, "The person in this coffin is a sixteen-year-old unmarried woman who probably died during her marriage."
Mu Sicheng was stunned again: "Why did you die during the marriage?"
Bai Liu swept Mu Sicheng lightly, and Mu Sicheng inexplicably saw a bit of disgust from this.
Bai Liu turned her head to look at the coffin and explained: "After a woman gets married, she takes her husband's surname. If a woman from the Li family is buried with a man named Zhang, she should be buried under the name of [Zhang Li's], buried in It is the ancestral grave of the Zhang family."
"And the girl in this coffin was buried in the name of [Li's daughter]."
Bai Liu said lightly: "This is very interesting. Unmarried women were not allowed to enter the coffin into the ancestral grave at that age, but the size of this coffin all shows that this woman was probably buried in the last From the ancestral grave."
"For the unmarried girl buried in the ancestral grave, I think there are two most likely situations. The first is that the girl has made great contributions to the family, and the second is that the girl died on the way to get married."
"But the girl has no name and no surname. I am more inclined to the second situation."
Mu Sicheng suddenly realized: "Then why is it a coffin from a hundred years ago?"
Bai Liu said calmly: "You have dug an ancient tomb, it's quite common in small isolated villages."
Kong Xuyang gritted his teeth while listening.
He had cleared up all the basic information that He Daniu had told Bai Liu and them before, and Bai Liu had to forcefully push it out on his own.
What kind of monster is Bai Liu? !
"...It means that there is a century-old female corpse in this coffin?!" After Mu Sicheng realized what was in the coffin, he shuddered and stepped back, his face worried, "It's so scary."
Kong Xuyang smirked and patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder: "Hey! What Bai Liu said is what he said? He just guessed casually, maybe he said it to scare you!"
Mu Sicheng retorted without hesitation: "Bai Liu just guessed that it was ."
Bai Liu looked over Mu Sicheng to look at Kong Xuyang, and nodded in agreement: "You're right, all this is just my guess, not necessarily accurate."
Kong Xuyang was taken aback by Bai Liu's words.
"Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth." Bai Liu stepped forward, put the door on the top of the coffin, and pushed his legs down, "Don't you know who's inside if you open it?"
Kong Xuyang didn't have time to stop him, but watched Bai Liu push the coffin lid away.
He and Yang Zhi, who had played the game once, were in a daze, watching Bai Liu release one of the strongest monsters in the game, Yinshan Village, dumbfounded.
Mu Sicheng is completely down now, standing in front of the suddenly opened coffin with a blank expression, still holding the camera on his left side.
The coffin lid fell to the ground, shaking the floor so much that it threw dust and loess all over the place.
In the dusty sky, Bai Liu patted the dust on the ground, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and took a step forward with the flashlight of the machine, approaching the edge of the coffin.
The foggy feeling brought by the dust gradually dissipated, Bai Liu waved away the dust in front of him, and looked into the coffin with the help of the dim light and the light of the flashlight.
This coffin was just as Bai Liu had guessed, the outside had been painted, but the inside had never been opened, and as soon as it was opened, there was a musty smell of rotten wood.
The inside of the black and squishy coffin seeped water dripping down, and the wooden blocks were rotten and cracked. A dead body wearing a model wedding gown of cheongsam embroidered with lotus flowers lay peacefully at the bottom.
The bride is not tall, wears a hair crown, and her clothes are covered with a thick layer of dust. Her legs are folded below her heart, her thumbs are raised, and a red thread is used to wrap the inside of the clasped legs. The scale beam with a bag is about one inch long.
A misty bronze mirror is embedded inside the coffin head, reflecting the bride's feet in black boots, and the satin hijab of the mandarin ducks and Shuangxi, whose tassels are dirty and drooping on the shoulders. , can not see the appearance.
Bai Liu's eyes shifted to the bride's legs folded on her chest, and she paused for a while.
This pair of feet has plump skin and round nails, like jade wax sculptures. Not only does it have no signs of dryness and decay, it even looks fresher than the corpse that has just died for a few days next to it.
Not only that, the whole corpse was straight and straight, the knees were slightly bent, and the clothes were completely collapsed due to the decay of the corpse.
—looks like a real person.
Bai Liu's boss scanned the entire corpse, and then returned to the scale beam where the corpse's hands were clasped. He stretched out his hand without any fear, and pulled the scale beam out of the bride's body with a little force.
Although the wooden scale beam is covered with dust, it can be seen that the workmanship is exquisite, and a dragon and a phoenix intertwined are carved on the top, which is obviously a wedding pole used to lift the bride's hijab.
When Kong Xuyang saw that Bai Liu had pulled out the joy stick without a second thought, he became terrified uncontrollably, and couldn't help reminding: "Don't move!"
The inside of the coffin was originally foggy, and the bronze mirror that only vaguely reflected the feet suddenly turned aside at the moment the happy rod was pulled out, and became clearly visible. His face was obviously the face of the bride.
The face of the bride in the coffin was still covered by the veil, so she couldn't see it at all, but the bride in the mirror smiled coquettishly, turned her head 360 degrees, and looked straight at her with a pair of piercing pearls. The happy Bai Liu sang sadly and tactfully:
"Sister-in-law—come back and talk—"
"Poor you, I have no fixed bones by the river, and I am still the person in your spring girl's dream!"
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There was an unexplained roar from the coffin, like the roar of some kind of country beast, and the coffin board was knocked by the things inside.
The white and shriveled nails protruded from the crack of the shaking coffin, and the deep black nails scraped deep sawdust on the coffin. It is conceivable how sharp these nails are. Peeled off.
Mu Sicheng was so frightened that he pulled Bai Liu's neck and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Bai Liu caught him.
Not only did Bai Liu not run away, but he stepped forward and turned the talisman that was just torn off, and pasted it back on the red line.
A strange thing happened, the coffin, which was shaking just now, suddenly became quiet.
The moment the talisman fell, a golden light flashed from the red line, and the corpses who were about to break free from the coffin's shackles when they touched the red line seemed to be scalded, and white smoke rose up, and there was a blurry sound coming from inside the coffin. After Qing's wailing, he seemed to be shaken unwillingly, and finally returned to calm.
Kong Xuyang squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, and clicked his tongue impatiently in his heart.
Originally, he was going to watch Bai Liu, a bastard, rush out of the temple in fright, but he thought that he would come up with a solution so quickly.
But soon Kong Xuyang adjusted his expression, huddled with Yang Zhi in horror, like an ordinary person, but the viciousness in his face was lingering, and he stared at Bai Liu.
Indeed, the talisman turned over is [An Sha Curse], and it is indeed still holding up.
But if you can escape the first day of junior high school, you can't avoid the first seven. This talisman can't last the first seven. With a sorcery, he sees what Bai Liu will do.
Mu Sicheng stiffened into a wooden stick in front of Bai Liu, his chest heaved violently, and his pale face was pressing on the eight coffins. He was terrified at first glance.
He really wanted to run away, but for some reason, Mu Sicheng always felt that if Bai Liu was left here by himself, it would be more terrifying for him to face Bai Liu than these eight coffins.
There was no trace of fear on Bai Liu's face, he patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder, and ordered in an ordinary manner: "Light some incense, light three sticks, worship three times, don't make four sticks, avoid Lay the altar."
Mu Sicheng's mind is still dizzy now, and as soon as Bai Liu gave orders, he said "Oh" and walked forward limply.
As a result, in the middle of the journey, Mu Sicheng was picking up the incense and preparing to worship, when he glanced at the eight memorial niches on the table in front of the statue with lingering fear, suddenly it seemed like It stopped like a shell.
Eight... niches?
Mu Sicheng turned his head slowly, and pointed at the coffin next to him with a helpless expression, his fingers trembling like nothing: "Bai, Bailiu, one more, one more coffin."
At this moment, Bai Liu was already kneeling on one knee beside the extra coffin, and was stretching out his fingers to carefully touch the corners and crevices of the coffin, when he heard this, he hummed without raising his head: "I see."
The extra coffin was opened under the dim light, and it seemed that the specifications, size, color, and material were similar, with black lacquered heads, red thread around the waist, and bells at the four corners. But after careful observation, Bai Liu found this The strangeness of the coffin.
Bai Liu looked at the fingertips he had just touched the coffin, and there was a thin layer of loess on the surface.
This is a buried coffin.
Not only has it been buried, but it must have been buried quite a while ago. The bells hanging on the four corners are brass bells.
The red thread is new, the same as the red thread used in other coffins. The coffin seems to have been newly painted, and the decay of the wood cannot be seen, but it smells of damp rotten wood.
However, although the outer surface was newly painted, it should have been opened, and a layer of passive loess was touched along the coffin.
There are no yellow symbols on the coffin, so it is not safe at first glance.
Mu Sicheng shook his head wanting to cry but without tears: "Bai Liu, how could there be an extra coffin suddenly?!"
"What I'm more interested in now is why there are so many coffins." Bai Liu got up, and he passed Mu Sicheng to the altar and walked to the altar, where there was also an extra niche. After looking at it for a while, if there was something Thinking, "I see."
Mu Sicheng looked carefully over Bai Liu's shoulder, and then Bai Liu's cover raised the video camera as if he was facing a big enemy and began to film the funeral.
It's embarrassing to say, but he counted one more niche just now, and he didn't dare to look at it because he was afraid, but now he dared to look at it under the double protection of Bai Liu and the camera.
Mu Sicheng took pictures for a while. He looked at the altar on the small screen of the video recorder, and the more he looked at it, the more he didn't like it. His expression changed from doubt at the beginning, to disbelief, and now to confusion.
"This niche..." Mu Sicheng said in a daze, "Why is it from 1884?!"
The dates of birth and death written on the dian kan are astonishingly [1884-1900], and the gender name taboo is written extremely simply, with only one sentence of Li's daughter.
Mu Sicheng began to question himself, took out his mobile phone and took a look: "We are in today's society, why is this coffin more than a hundred years ago?"
"After a married woman is buried, her husband's surname will be given to her as her surname." Bai Liu put her eyes on the coffin, "The person in this coffin is a sixteen-year-old unmarried woman who probably died during her marriage."
Mu Sicheng was stunned again: "Why did you die during the marriage?"
Bai Liu swept Mu Sicheng lightly, and Mu Sicheng inexplicably saw a bit of disgust from this.
Bai Liu turned her head to look at the coffin and explained: "After a woman gets married, she takes her husband's surname. If a woman from the Li family is buried with a man named Zhang, she should be buried under the name of [Zhang Li's], buried in It is the ancestral grave of the Zhang family."
"And the girl in this coffin was buried in the name of [Li's daughter]."
Bai Liu said lightly: "This is very interesting. Unmarried women were not allowed to enter the coffin into the ancestral grave at that age, but the size of this coffin all shows that this woman was probably buried in the last From the ancestral grave."
"For the unmarried girl buried in the ancestral grave, I think there are two most likely situations. The first is that the girl has made great contributions to the family, and the second is that the girl died on the way to get married."
"But the girl has no name and no surname. I am more inclined to the second situation."
Mu Sicheng suddenly realized: "Then why is it a coffin from a hundred years ago?"
Bai Liu said calmly: "You have dug an ancient tomb, it's quite common in small isolated villages."
Kong Xuyang gritted his teeth while listening.
He had cleared up all the basic information that He Daniu had told Bai Liu and them before, and Bai Liu had to forcefully push it out on his own.
What kind of monster is Bai Liu? !
"...It means that there is a century-old female corpse in this coffin?!" After Mu Sicheng realized what was in the coffin, he shuddered and stepped back, his face worried, "It's so scary."
Kong Xuyang smirked and patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder: "Hey! What Bai Liu said is what he said? He just guessed casually, maybe he said it to scare you!"
Mu Sicheng retorted without hesitation: "Bai Liu just guessed that it was ."
Bai Liu looked over Mu Sicheng to look at Kong Xuyang, and nodded in agreement: "You're right, all this is just my guess, not necessarily accurate."
Kong Xuyang was taken aback by Bai Liu's words.
"Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth." Bai Liu stepped forward, put the door on the top of the coffin, and pushed his legs down, "Don't you know who's inside if you open it?"
Kong Xuyang didn't have time to stop him, but watched Bai Liu push the coffin lid away.
He and Yang Zhi, who had played the game once, were in a daze, watching Bai Liu release one of the strongest monsters in the game, Yinshan Village, dumbfounded.
Mu Sicheng is completely down now, standing in front of the suddenly opened coffin with a blank expression, still holding the camera on his left side.
The coffin lid fell to the ground, shaking the floor so much that it threw dust and loess all over the place.
In the dusty sky, Bai Liu patted the dust on the ground, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and took a step forward with the flashlight of the machine, approaching the edge of the coffin.
The foggy feeling brought by the dust gradually dissipated, Bai Liu waved away the dust in front of him, and looked into the coffin with the help of the dim light and the light of the flashlight.
This coffin was just as Bai Liu had guessed, the outside had been painted, but the inside had never been opened, and as soon as it was opened, there was a musty smell of rotten wood.
The inside of the black and squishy coffin seeped water dripping down, and the wooden blocks were rotten and cracked. A dead body wearing a model wedding gown of cheongsam embroidered with lotus flowers lay peacefully at the bottom.
The bride is not tall, wears a hair crown, and her clothes are covered with a thick layer of dust. Her legs are folded below her heart, her thumbs are raised, and a red thread is used to wrap the inside of the clasped legs. The scale beam with a bag is about one inch long.
A misty bronze mirror is embedded inside the coffin head, reflecting the bride's feet in black boots, and the satin hijab of the mandarin ducks and Shuangxi, whose tassels are dirty and drooping on the shoulders. , can not see the appearance.
Bai Liu's eyes shifted to the bride's legs folded on her chest, and she paused for a while.
This pair of feet has plump skin and round nails, like jade wax sculptures. Not only does it have no signs of dryness and decay, it even looks fresher than the corpse that has just died for a few days next to it.
Not only that, the whole corpse was straight and straight, the knees were slightly bent, and the clothes were completely collapsed due to the decay of the corpse.
—looks like a real person.
Bai Liu's boss scanned the entire corpse, and then returned to the scale beam where the corpse's hands were clasped. He stretched out his hand without any fear, and pulled the scale beam out of the bride's body with a little force.
Although the wooden scale beam is covered with dust, it can be seen that the workmanship is exquisite, and a dragon and a phoenix intertwined are carved on the top, which is obviously a wedding pole used to lift the bride's hijab.
When Kong Xuyang saw that Bai Liu had pulled out the joy stick without a second thought, he became terrified uncontrollably, and couldn't help reminding: "Don't move!"
The inside of the coffin was originally foggy, and the bronze mirror that only vaguely reflected the feet suddenly turned aside at the moment the happy rod was pulled out, and became clearly visible. His face was obviously the face of the bride.
The face of the bride in the coffin was still covered by the veil, so she couldn't see it at all, but the bride in the mirror smiled coquettishly, turned her head 360 degrees, and looked straight at her with a pair of piercing pearls. The happy Bai Liu sang sadly and tactfully:
"Sister-in-law—come back and talk—"
"Poor you, I have no fixed bones by the river, and I am still the person in your spring girl's dream!"
There was an unexplained roar from the coffin, like the roar of some kind of country beast, and the coffin board was knocked by the things inside. The white and shriveled nails protruded from the crack of the shaking coffin, and the deep black nails scraped deep sawdust on the coffin. It is conceivable how sharp these nails are. Peeled off. Mu Sicheng was so frightened that he pulled Bai Liu's neck and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Bai Liu caught him. Not only did Bai Liu not run away, but he stepped forward and turned the talisman that was just torn off, and pasted it back on the red line. A strange thing happened, the coffin, which was shaking just now, suddenly became quiet. The moment the talisman fell, a golden light flashed from the red line, and the corpses who were about to break free from the coffin's shackles when they touched the red line seemed to be scalded, and white smoke rose up, and there was a blurry sound coming from inside the coffin. After Qing's wailing, he seemed to be shaken unwillingly, and finally returned to calm. Kong Xuyang squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, and clicked his tongue impatiently in his heart. Originally, he was going to watch Bai Liu, a bastard, rush out of the temple in fright, but he thought that he would come up with a solution so quickly. But soon Kong Xuyang adjusted his expression, huddled with Yang Zhi in horror, like an ordinary person, but the viciousness in his face was lingering, and he stared at Bai Liu. Indeed, the talisman turned over is An Sha Curse, and it is indeed still holding up. But if you can escape the first day of junior high school, you can't avoid the first seven. This talisman can't last the first seven. With a sorcery, he sees what Bai Liu will do. Mu Sicheng stiffened into a wooden stick in front of Bai Liu, his chest heaved violently, and his pale face was pressing on the eight coffins. He was terrified at first glance. He really wanted to run away, but for some reason, Mu Sicheng always felt that if Bai Liu was left here by himself, it would be more terrifying for him to face Bai Liu than these eight coffins. There was no trace of fear on Bai Liu's face, he patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder, and ordered in an ordinary manner: "Light some incense, light three sticks, worship three times, don't make four sticks, avoid Lay the altar." Mu Sicheng's mind is still dizzy now, and as soon as Bai Liu gave orders, he said "Oh" and walked forward limply. As a result, in the middle of the journey, Mu Sicheng was picking up the incense and preparing to worship, when he glanced at the eight memorial niches on the table in front of the statue with lingering fear, suddenly it seemed like It stopped like a shell. Eight... niches? Mu Sicheng turned his head slowly, and pointed at the coffin next to him with a helpless expression, his fingers trembling like nothing: "Bai, Bailiu, one more, one more coffin." At this moment, Bai Liu was already kneeling on one knee beside the extra coffin, and was stretching out his fingers to carefully touch the corners and crevices of the coffin, when he heard this, he hummed without raising his head: "I see." The extra coffin was opened under the dim light, and it seemed that the specifications, size, color, and material were similar, with black lacquered heads, red thread around the waist, and bells at the four corners. But after careful observation, Bai Liu found this The strangeness of the coffin. Bai Liu looked at the fingertips he had just touched the coffin, and there was a thin layer of loess on the surface. This is a buried coffin. Not only has it been buried, but it must have been buried quite a while ago. The bells hanging on the four corners are brass bells. The red thread is new, the same as the red thread used in other coffins. The coffin seems to have been newly painted, and the decay of the wood cannot be seen, but it smells of damp rotten wood. However, although the outer surface was newly painted, it should have been opened, and a layer of passive loess was touched along the coffin. There are no yellow symbols on the coffin, so it is not safe at first glance. Mu Sicheng shook his head wanting to cry but without tears: "Bai Liu, how could there be an extra coffin suddenly?!" "What I'm more interested in now is why there are so many coffins." Bai Liu got up, and he passed Mu Sicheng to the altar and walked to the altar, where there was also an extra niche. After looking at it for a while, if there was something Thinking, "I see." Mu Sicheng looked carefully over Bai Liu's shoulder, and then Bai Liu's cover raised the video camera as if he was facing a big enemy and began to film the funeral. It's embarrassing to say, but he counted one more niche just now, and he didn't dare to look at it because he was afraid, but now he dared to look at it under the double protection of Bai Liu and the camera. Mu Sicheng took pictures for a while. He looked at the altar on the small screen of the video recorder, and the more he looked at it, the more he didn't like it. His expression changed from doubt at the beginning, to disbelief, and now to confusion. "This niche..." Mu Sicheng said in a daze, "Why is it from 1884?!" The dates of birth and death written on the dian kan are astonishingly 1884-1900, and the gender name taboo is written extremely simply, with only one sentence of Li's daughter. Mu Sicheng began to question himself, took out his mobile phone and took a look: "We are in today's society, why is this coffin more than a hundred years ago?" "After a married woman is buried, her husband's surname will be given to her as her surname." Bai Liu put her eyes on the coffin, "The person in this coffin is a sixteen-year-old unmarried woman who probably died during her marriage." Mu Sicheng was stunned again: "Why did you die during the marriage?" Bai Liu swept Mu Sicheng lightly, and Mu Sicheng inexplicably saw a bit of disgust from this. Bai Liu turned her head to look at the coffin and explained: "After a woman gets married, she takes her husband's surname. If a woman from the Li family is buried with a man named Zhang, she should be buried under the name of Zhang Li's, buried in It is the ancestral grave of the Zhang family." "And the girl in this coffin was buried in the name of Li's daughter." Bai Liu said lightly: "This is very interesting. Unmarried women were not allowed to enter the coffin into the ancestral grave at that age, but the size of this coffin all shows that this woman was probably buried in the last From the ancestral grave." "For the unmarried girl buried in the ancestral grave, I think there are two most likely situations. The first is that the girl has made great contributions to the family, and the second is that the girl died on the way to get married." "But the girl has no name and no surname. I am more inclined to the second situation." Mu Sicheng suddenly realized: "Then why is it a coffin from a hundred years ago?" Bai Liu said calmly: "You have dug an ancient tomb, it's quite common in small isolated villages." Kong Xuyang gritted his teeth while listening. He had cleared up all the basic information that He Daniu had told Bai Liu and them before, and Bai Liu had to forcefully push it out on his own. What kind of monster is Bai Liu? ! "...It means that there is a century-old female corpse in this coffin?!" After Mu Sicheng realized what was in the coffin, he shuddered and stepped back, his face worried, "It's so scary." Kong Xuyang smirked and patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder: "Hey! What Bai Liu said is what he said? He just guessed casually, maybe he said it to scare you!" Mu Sicheng retorted without hesitation: "Bai Liu just guessed that it was ." Bai Liu looked over Mu Sicheng to look at Kong Xuyang, and nodded in agreement: "You're right, all this is just my guess, not necessarily accurate." Kong Xuyang was taken aback by Bai Liu's words. "Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth." Bai Liu stepped forward, put the door on the top of the coffin, and pushed his legs down, "Don't you know who's inside if you open it?" Kong Xuyang didn't have time to stop him, but watched Bai Liu push the coffin lid away. He and Yang Zhi, who had played the game once, were in a daze, watching Bai Liu release one of the strongest monsters in the game, Yinshan Village, dumbfounded. Mu Sicheng is completely down now, standing in front of the suddenly opened coffin with a blank expression, still holding the camera on his left side. The coffin lid fell to the ground, shaking the floor so much that it threw dust and loess all over the place. In the dusty sky, Bai Liu patted the dust on the ground, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and took a step forward with the flashlight of the machine, approaching the edge of the coffin. The foggy feeling brought by the dust gradually dissipated, Bai Liu waved away the dust in front of him, and looked into the coffin with the help of the dim light and the light of the flashlight. This coffin was just as Bai Liu had guessed, the outside had been painted, but the inside had never been opened, and as soon as it was opened, there was a musty smell of rotten wood. The inside of the black and squishy coffin seeped water dripping down, and the wooden blocks were rotten and cracked. A dead body wearing a model wedding gown of cheongsam embroidered with lotus flowers lay peacefully at the bottom. The bride is not tall, wears a hair crown, and her clothes are covered with a thick layer of dust. Her legs are folded below her heart, her thumbs are raised, and a red thread is used to wrap the inside of the clasped legs. The scale beam with a bag is about one inch long. A misty bronze mirror is embedded inside the coffin head, reflecting the bride's feet in black boots, and the satin hijab of the mandarin ducks and Shuangxi, whose tassels are dirty and drooping on the shoulders. , can not see the appearance. Bai Liu's eyes shifted to the bride's legs folded on her chest, and she paused for a while. This pair of feet has plump skin and round nails, like jade wax sculptures. Not only does it have no signs of dryness and decay, it even looks fresher than the corpse that has just died for a few days next to it. Not only that, the whole corpse was straight and straight, the knees were slightly bent, and the clothes were completely collapsed due to the decay of the corpse. looks like a real person. Bai Liu's boss scanned the entire corpse, and then returned to the scale beam where the corpse's hands were clasped. He stretched out his hand without any fear, and pulled the scale beam out of the bride's body with a little force. Although the wooden scale beam is covered with dust, it can be seen that the workmanship is exquisite, and a dragon and a phoenix intertwined are carved on the top, which is obviously a wedding pole used to lift the bride's hijab. When Kong Xuyang saw that Bai Liu had pulled out the joy stick without a second thought, he became terrified uncontrollably, and couldn't help reminding: "Don't move!" The inside of the coffin was originally foggy, and the bronze mirror that only vaguely reflected the feet suddenly turned aside at the moment the happy rod was pulled out, and became clearly visible. His face was obviously the face of the bride. The face of the bride in the coffin was still covered by the veil, so she couldn't see it at all, but the bride in the mirror smiled coquettishly, turned her head 360 degrees, and looked straight at her with a pair of piercing pearls. The happy Bai Liu sang sadly and tactfully: "Sister-in-lawcome back and talk" "Poor you, I have no fixed bones by the river, and I am still the person in your spring girl's dream!"
