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Chapter 245 There Are Coffins Under The Coffin
"Fourth, don't be ashamed of yourself here!"

Boss Yan showed the majesty of a big brother, and reprimanded loudly.

After Yan Lao Si was reprimanded, his old face flushed, and with the help of others, he crawled out of the grave.

"Even the old man's coffin is made of nanmu, so wouldn't the funeral objects be more valuable?"

"Nonsense, there are even family heirlooms that have been worn by other people's homes for hundreds of years, how could they be worthless?"

"I don't know how many funeral objects the old lady brought?"

"Then who can know?"

"I'm curious, what is the heirloom that Xiao Zou wants to grab?"

"Don't be curious, hang out the old man's coffin first!"

Everyone in the Yan family discussed in low voices while assisting the excavator to lift out the coffin made of golden nanmu.

"Be careful, don't touch the coffin!"

Boss Yan stared closely at the coffin, for fear that a corner would be damaged.

After the old man's coffin was put down safely, everyone began to dig down again, wanting to see what funeral objects the old man had brought.

But everyone dug for a long time, but nothing was dug up.

"The old man didn't have any funeral objects?"

"Impossible? Then what happened to Assistant Zou?"

"It's been dug up by [-] centimeters. If there are funeral objects, they should have been dug out long ago."

"Did the kidnapper make a mistake?"

"There is really nothing! Isn't this a waste of effort?"

Everyone looked puzzled.

"There are no funeral objects at all, only this coffin?"

Qingming couldn't help but frowned, very puzzled.

"What's so incomprehensible about that?"

"Perhaps that old man of the Yan family didn't bring any funeral objects with him when he died!"

Qing Ling scratched her head and said.

While the two were talking, they could only hear in the tomb, someone suddenly shouted: "There is something under here!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present turned their heads in unison and looked at the man.

"There must be something down here!"

"I went down with a shovel just now, and it seemed that something was shoveled, and my hands were numb from the shock."

The man pointed to his feet and said seriously.

Yang Buping, who hadn't spoken for a long time, frowned at this moment.

He jumped into the tomb, walked to the side of the man, and said doubtfully, "This is right under the old man's coffin!"

"It's usually not easy to bury anything in this location!"

Boss Yan who was standing at the edge of the tomb couldn't help but exchanged glances with Yan Ya who was beside him.

Afterwards, he said in a deep voice: "What is buried below, dig it out and have a look, don't you know?"

After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled everyone to dig out the things below.

Everyone thought it might be a funeral object, and out of curiosity, they accelerated the speed of excavation.

But digging and digging, everyone felt something was wrong.

"Why is this thing so long?"

"It feels like the material is made of wood, but why is it harder than iron?"

"This thing is still rectangular, can't it be a coffin?"

"Is it fake? How could the old man be buried on top of someone else's coffin when he was buried?"

"Do you feel that the temperature seems to have dropped a bit?"

"Don't think about it, it's just that you wear too little."

Yang Buping walked forward slowly, bent down and reached out to touch the exposed part.

But then, he withdrew his hand abruptly, and his face changed instantly.

"Master Yang, what's the matter?"

Seeing this, the bystanders couldn't help asking.

"This is a coffin!"

"And it's still a yin coffin!"

After swallowing a mouthful of spittle, Yang Buping said solemnly.

"The coffin?"

When everyone heard this, Qi Qi showed doubts and incomprehension.

Yang Buping explained slowly: "This yin coffin refers to a coffin that is extremely dark."

"As long as the corpses put into this kind of coffin, they will be constantly stimulated by Yin Qi, and then they will undergo a corpse change!"

"There are not many records about the Yin coffin. I also read it from a broken ancient book by chance."

"I thought this Yin coffin was just fabricated by the ancestors, but I didn't expect it to actually exist!"

After listening to his explanation, everyone present took a deep breath.

In this way, the corpse in this coffin has become a zombie?
Everyone subconsciously stepped back a few steps, for fear that the zombie inside would burst out of the coffin suddenly.

"Is there such a thing as a shadow coffin?"

Yang Qingshu, who was standing in the crowd, widened his eyes, staring closely at the so-called Yin coffin.

"Qingming, I said there are zombies!"

"Do you believe it now?"

"Let me tell you, the corpses in this yin coffin have most likely turned into zombies."

"Just wait until the lid of the coffin is opened, and the zombies will burst out of the coffin, killing wantonly, setting off a bloody storm..."

Qing Ling narrated with a serious face.

"Have you read too many novels?"

Hearing the words, Qingming rolled his eyes speechlessly.

At the same time, he took a step across and stood beside Yang Qingshu.

Standing with someone like Qingling, you will be infected with mental retardation!
Lu Heng didn't make a sound.

He looked at Yang Buping curiously, but he didn't expect that Master Yang really had a few brushes and could recognize that it was a yin coffin.

"Master Yang, what should we do now?"

Boss Yan was also a little dumbfounded at this time.

He quickly opened his mouth to ask Yang Buping how to deal with it.

"Two ways!"

"The first one is to fill in the soil directly, as if you didn't see it."

"But I can't guarantee that everyone's actions just now have disturbed the things in the Yin coffin."

Yang Buping showed seriousness, and then said: "The second method is to dig it out, set it on fire and burn it, once and for all!"

"This……"

After Boss Yan finished listening, a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

After thinking about it, he was a little hesitant, and finally had to look at Yan Ya who was on the side.

"Burned!"

Yan Ya replied cleanly.

"Well, dig it out and burn it!"

Boss Yan nodded and chose the second method.

The material of this yin coffin is harder than iron, so it is not afraid of being damaged, so the excavator is dispatched directly.

The excavator master carefully dug it out for more than ten minutes, and finally dug out the yin coffin intact.

When the yin coffin was fully displayed in front of their eyes, everyone held their breath for an instant.

I don't know what kind of wood this coffin is made of, and the whole body has a black metallic luster.

On the front of the coffin, there is a strange and blood-red "Dian" character, while some complicated and difficult patterns are painted around it and on the coffin lid.

"Look, why does this 'Dian' seem like blood is flowing?"

In the crowd, someone suddenly said something.

Ever since, everyone's attention was focused on the word "Dian".

When everyone observed carefully, they found that the word would flow slowly like blood.

"Oh my god! Ghost... ghost!"

Some people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

Although the others were not so miserable, they were also pale and sweating profusely.

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly hit, making everyone shiver involuntarily, making everyone shiver...

(End of this chapter)