Chapter 871： Blackbird (2/2)

”Is this... coffin?” Hansen looked at the rectangular thing, how to see how it resembled the coffin used by humans in ancient times.

In this era, there was no such thing as long ago thousands of years ago. Only occasionally in popular science works or in film and television dramas of ancient times, you can see such things as coffins.

The product of this feudal superstitious thought in ancient times, in the alliance, can only be seen in the museum. However, in this shelter, there will be a pair of black lacquered rafts, which is really horrifying.

I have never heard of aliens and strangers who use coffins, which is simply impossible.

Even if the alien is dead, it is also the self-destruction of the soul stone, and nothing can be left. What is the use of the coffin?

It is even more impossible for a different creature to have a coffin. No matter how clever the strange creature is, there is no such superstitious thought, and there is nothing to bury it.

Born in nature, attributed to nature, after returning to the source of death, the flesh and blood is either buried in the earth, or eaten by other aliens, it is not such a doorway.

”Is there a human being with a coffin coming in to bury it here?” Hansen secretly wondered.

Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang seem to be a little scared. They have been sleeping on a coffin for so many years.

There is no doubt that the reason why this area will not grow night ghost trees must be related to this coffin.

What is even more frightening is that the people in the camps are all seven holes bleed and fall near the black lacquered coffin. The body curls up, seems to have shrunk a lot, and the muscles have dried up.

And the ground is full of blood everywhere, look at the situation, their blood does not know how, all of them flow out of the body, I am afraid that even a drop is not left.

And looking at them, there is no wound, like living alive and dying from the seven holes.

Both Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang looked at the black coffin coffin with some horror. The lid of the coffin kept vibrating and creaking, like something rushing out from inside.

Hansen stared at the coffin-like thing, but even with the ghost-eye mask, he couldn't see the flow of life.

It’s just that the spiritual knowledge makes Han Sen feel a little uneasy, but it’s just uneasiness.

Hey!

After a fierce bang, the coffin's lid was hardened and opened. There were many coffin nails flying out. Each piece was half a foot long and very rough. There is no way to do with the current metal nails. Than, but there is an inexplicable wildness and death, the dark red can not tell the strange.

Hey!

The coffin cover was opened by force, revealing a crack that could hold the fist out of the person, but it was still black and lacquered. Hansen’s eyesight could not see anything inside.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a pale palm stretched out of the black hole coffin and grabbed the edge of the coffin cover.