half demon glass

Chapter 170 Reappearance of the Undead Corpse

As soon as the host said this, the auction erupted instantly.

Even I, who just closed my eyes and raised my legs, sat up straight immediately.

"God... what did she just say???"

"Yelang is not dead???"

"That thing, we almost turned bald on Yelang's burial, and we didn't see it, and it was put up for auction in the ghost market???"

It wasn't just me, Yun Qingtian and the others were also a little surprised, and answered me calmly.

"Don't worry, just look at it, maybe it doesn't matter?"

Also.

Didn’t the mysterious man who left me the letter say that Yelang’s immortal body is alive?
Since it is alive and has assembled the divine power of Yelang and Nanjiang, it stands to reason that it is impossible to be caught so easily and tied up on the table for auction!

After the host introduced the undead corpse, some people in the audience were already muttering about wanting a face of the undead corpse in Southern Xinjiang.

The host glanced aside in some embarrassment, as if he was asking someone what he meant.

After getting the answer, the host continued to use words to create the atmosphere, while lifting the red cloth, revealing a strange coffin that had obviously been soaked in water and had some impact marks!
"No, no, this coffin doesn't look right. The real undead corpse is a girl. It's impossible to use such a big coffin!"

"Besides, we have never seen a coffin like this in Yelang's burial!" I said excitedly.

There are many talented people sitting in the auction, not only I saw the strangeness of this coffin, but also other people put forward rebuttal opinions.

"The year of this coffin is wrong! It is an imitation from the late Qing Dynasty to modern times, but this coffin does have the effect of suppressing corpses!"

"I don't know if the undead corpse has changed owners several times and changed to another coffin after it was brought out, or the corpse is fake!"

On the second floor, there was a wise voice who was over sixty years old.

I followed the sound and found that the compartment where the old man was sitting was just opposite to us, and there were five or six people sitting beside him.

It's just that everyone is wearing black robes and masks, and I can't make out who the people around him are.

Although some people put forward rebuttals, the host was not in a hurry, and even praised: "The old man has good eyesight!"

"However, the old gentleman and all the judges can rest assured that the reputation of our ghost market for thousands of years has always been only focused on four words-children are not deceived!"

"It is impossible to sell fakes in ghost markets, and our people also have the ability to distinguish. If we don't know the source, we will definitely not put things on the stage that are not real or fake!"

"As for what's inside, whether it's an undead corpse or not, everyone will know at a glance—"

At the end of the host's speech, he prolonged the ending, almost pulling the suspense to the extreme——

When the two men in golden robes beside her slowly pushed the coffin away, everyone's breathing dropped to freezing point.

Everyone on and off the field focused their attention on the center of the stage...

"Wow...wow..."

After hearing a clatter, the lid of the coffin was slowly pushed open. The two shoes of the corpse and the hem of her clothes were exposed first...

When he saw the beautifully embroidered patterns on the shoes and clothes, the old man who had previously refuted the host.

As well as the few people around him, they all stood up excitedly, staring at the coffin for fear that they might miss something.

(End of this chapter)