Caifeng still had an innocent and kind smile, and wrote with a pen: No, my Ama is a good person, and he will not harm you.

Suddenly Caifeng Gege pulled me into my arm and pinched me so hard that her long nails almost dug into my flesh.

"Gege, what did you see?" I patted her hand and comforted her.

With trembling hands, she pointed at the darkness not far behind us but could not say a word. Of course, even if she spoke, we might not be able to hear her despite the distance between us.

"Brother, it's... it's a coffin! It's a black coffin!" Meihui threw a fluorescent stick over.

This black coffin is antique, and although the material is not too expensive, it is definitely not ordinary wood. It seems that the owner of the coffin cannot be said to be a prince or general, but since his body can be parked in the Jueluo Hall, it is not as high as his background.

It's easy, 80% of it is related to the Aixinjueluo family.

The caulking of the four circles of the black coffin has all been covered with a layer of paraffin, and there is not even a single gap. It seems that the corpse inside must be well preserved. Maybe this corpse is exactly the same as the beautiful ice jade corpse that has been immortal for thousands of years. The coffin

The outer layer of paint is very good. It took at least 10 steps to paint. I got a little closer and saw it clearly. There were circles of auspicious cloud patterns painted on the black paint on the surface of the coffin. There seemed to be auspicious clouds among them.

A golden dragon was hovering in it. Because I had seen the specifications of the dragon claws in ancient tombs before, I really paid attention to it.

A total of five claws of the golden dragon are exposed under the cloud pattern. The claws are sharp and have four fingers, grasping slightly inward. This is definitely the shape of the golden dragon in the early Qing Dynasty. Most people would not dare to use this kind of place casually.

The standard coffin probably had the tacit approval of the emperor, or perhaps the coffin was a gift from the emperor.

"Let me go...what a beautiful coffin!" Meihui exclaimed.

"Please! Sister, can we use some adjectives? Your man is also a writer of original literature, but you can use 'beautiful' to describe the coffin?"

We were used to teasing each other, but Caifeng was not used to this gloomy atmosphere. She walked step by step to the black coffin with dull eyes, and touched the coffin lid with her jade hands, as if she had lost the feeling she had just seen when she first saw the coffin.

She had a look of fear. Her fingertips gently wiped the cloud pattern on the coffin, as affectionately as a girl showing her true feelings when seeing a doll she had played with when she was a child.

"Cai Feng, what's wrong with you? Where have you seen this kind of cloud pattern before?" I asked her.

Caifeng didn't reply to me. She seemed to be attracted by the coffin that smelled of death for an instant. Her thoughts suddenly returned to the past, maybe 10 years ago, maybe 50 years ago, maybe...

"Brother, we haven't been involved in the business of promotion and wealth for a long time!" Meihui took out the vaginal claw from her bag and her eyes were already focused on the black coffin.

"You're talking nonsense again. I told you that we only touch gold and don't fight backwards. Everything is for Nurhaci's curse. We are different from the captain who touches gold! We can't do anything to get promoted and get rich! What's in this coffin?

I'm also very curious about who it is, but it has nothing to do with the Fuxi Baguayi we are looking for. This is the Jin Mansion, not an ancient tomb, and we can't mess around." I said.

"Okay, I still want to see who is inside! Let's forget it!" Meihui said with a little pout.
Chapter completed!