To put it nicely, that’s a coffin; to put it bluntly, it’s just a product of a few pieces of wood pieced together, lacking any shape or decoration of a coffin.
What’s left is a crude rectangle, like a simple box used to store things, just slightly bigger.
A thin wooden board covered the top, looking extrely shabby.
And that crude coffin seed to be crafted by an unskilled hand, purely handmade, with various flaws in the joints, barely retaining a shape.
Xia Xin hadn’t reacted yet when suddenly the hair by his ear moved.
A bolt of light suddenly shot out from the side, with a loud bang, splitting open the lids of the two coffins, and the scene inside was instantly exposed before Xia Xin.
He imdiately widened his eyes.
Inside there...
Inside those two coffins...
Were each a corpse.
But calling them corpses... doesn’t seem quite accurate.
The things inside didn’t resemble humans at all, rely maintaining a humanoid shape, and outside that humanoid shape was covered in a layer of white hair.
Xia Xin suddenly shuddered, the fluffy sensation he touched earlier... could it be this thing?
Is this normal for humans?
Normal corpses shouldn’t be like this, right?
The furry figures lay inside the coffins, eyes closed, their faces pale and ghostly, blending almost seamlessly with their snow-white fur, like a white ape from ancient television dramas.
Their hands had pointed index fingers, with long nails, as if they had practiced the Jiuyin White Bone Claw...
What the hell is this?
"Holy shit—"
Xia Xin recoiled in terror, not yet understanding what this thing was, when he heard an exclamation, echoing the words in his heart.
"What is this thing?"
Xia Xin quickly looked over and saw Jiangli and Bai Changfeng standing not far away.
As soon as Xia Xin saw Jiangli, he was filled with tears of joy as if seeing family, "Old—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Changfeng stared at the two corpses, as if recalling sothing: "Are these zombies?"
Xia Xin was taken aback, "Z-Zombies?"
Bai Changfeng let out a sound of affirmation, his eyebrows knitted tightly, "The rumored Mao Jiang, its whole body grows fur, with skin of bronze and bones of iron, possessing a high Cultivation Base, impervious to ordinary fire and unafraid of sunlight, this seems to be the Mao Jiang recorded in books."
Xia Xin’s skin crawled, every hair stood on end, he looked at the two coffins in horror, subconsciously retreating until he was against the mountainside, catching a glimpse of the unconscious Qiu Tang nearby.
At this mont, he unexpectedly still had the leisure to think, he really envied Qiu Tang now.
If only he were unconscious, he wouldn’t have to face this damn situation!
"Old, Old Ancestor, what is going on?" Xia Xin practically cried as he looked at Jiangli.
Jiangli opened his mouth but hadn’t spoken yet.
In the corner of Xia Xin’s vision, he suddenly saw two shadows flicker by, as if sothing quickly flew past.
Xia Xin’s eyes widened suddenly, "Old Ancestor!"
As he shouted, Jiangli’s expression darkened, waving her right hand, several red threads flew out with enormous force, shooting past Xia Xin on both sides, embedding into the mountainside behind him with a bang.
Imdiately after, there seed to be a firelight flickering in Jiangli’s eyes.
Xia Xin and Bai Changfeng instinctively looked over to see her Spiritual Feature flickering.
It was the first ti Bai Changfeng saw Jiangli’s Spiritual Feature, and his pupils shook instantly.
Jiangli’s Spiritual Feature was completely out of character with her appearance, showing a ferocious expression, like an evil spirit, terrifying all who saw it.
This... is actually Jiangli’s Spiritual Feature?
Bai Changfeng thought in a daze.
Jiangli seed unaware of Bai Changfeng’s gaze, slightly moving her toes, and instantly a fire lit up on each side, swiftly rushing over.
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