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Chapter 197 - Who's Coffin

 The monster didn’t answer, it just raised its head and looked at the person.

The thing no longer had any human structure. Even though it fell onto a small platform more than ten meters deep and had its leg hit by a rock, it seemed to be fine.

She thought for a while, moved a stone slab to seal the wellhead, and crushed it with a heavy object.

Let her guard the house during her days of survival in the wilderness.

When she returned to the house, the water had become normal temperature. Yun Tuan gave her a handful of handkerchiefs. She felt that she was still within the acceptable range. After hurriedly washing up, she checked the things she was going to take away again, and then she went there with two dark circles under her eyes.

Rest.

A few hours later, before dawn, the clouds secretly carried the things on the road.

Cotton is usually picked in late summer and early autumn. It is a little early now, but based on the growth conditions and weather variables, it is better for her to pick early and feel at ease.

The road was smooth, with only a few chastity and festival archways standing there like ghosts seeking life in the gray morning.

Finding the dilapidated hut based on his memory, Yun Tuan used a shovel to determine the surrounding soil condition - the "predecessor's" hut was not suitable for long-term living.

The water content is quite high, and there is no support for the front and rear of the abandoned house. If there is a heavy rain, the wall may float away with the soil.

"Can't save some trouble..."

Yun Tuan pouted, first selected a house building location, built a simple shelter next to it, and then slowly collected building materials.

She glanced at the bamboo structure shelter, then at the abandoned hut in the distance, pondered for a few seconds, and decided to recycle the waste tonight.

"Xiao Xi, go and look in that direction, the cave on the cliff. If possible, take some close-ups and come back."

【Good der~】

Yun Tuan spent a whole day cleaning the abandoned hut, repairing the roof, taking some time to eat, and burning incense inside and outside to kill viruses. In the end, he was a tired waste.

The fully cleaned cabin is only four to five square meters, narrow, cramped and depressing.

But tonight, she can finally rest while looking at the cotton field.

The electronic eye then flew back staggeringly and drunkenly.

"You... are you lost?"

Yun Tuan drank the water, a little puzzled.

[No, the magnetic field in that hole is a bit weird. I recorded several times but couldn't get a clear image. It took me a long time to adjust the mode, but I finally got it!]

"So smart." Yun Tuan nodded and praised softly.

The electronic eye spun around happily, then obediently brought up the photon suspension screen and played back the recorded image.

At the entrance of the cave are two stone statues. There are weathered cracks on the surface, and the facial features are blurred. They are vaguely smiling faces.

After advancing ten meters, a Buddhist niche appears, with some jade-carved tributes placed on the platform.

Yun Tuan frowned - isn't this place a tomb?

The next second, her question was solved, because there was a coffin on the left side. It was made of golden nan wood and had exquisite carvings on it.

It was sealed very well, and the lid of the coffin was nailed shut. Maybe you could pry it open and still see a well-preserved wet corpse.

"It doesn't seem to be of any use."

Even though there are priceless burial objects in the coffin, in the face of natural disasters and diseases, in addition to exchanging materials at the beginning, in the later stage everyone will go crazy from hunger and die of illness, who wants gold.

The video continues.

The angle turned to the mural on the side, which showed the life of a legendary woman who quelled wars, dredged rivers, and cured diseases...

Simply omnipotent.

It’s just that the more I look at the clouds, the more strange I feel. Why do the people in this mural look so nectar-like?

Could it be that when Ning Xixi was sucked into the paradise, the delivery was wrong and she was nailed directly in the coffin?


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