Chapter 167 (1/2)

Dozens of minutes later, ye Ziheng opened all the jars and got all the things in them. But for some reason, ye Ziheng was not happy.

But to be honest, ye Ziheng can't be blamed, because the things he got really can't make people happy.

”Madness medicine”, ”corpse powder”, ”five poisons pill”, ”blood weeping pill”

All of these things are poisons. None of them are for ye Ziheng's cultivation. Well, it's too deceitful.

I think the tomb owner who came here should be a poison maker before he died. Otherwise, how could there be so many poisons.

Ye Ziheng thought and went to the iron coffin.

Among the tombs, ye Ziheng is the only one that has not been opened. All the others have been opened, but there is no good harvest.

However, ye Ziheng is quite afraid of opening the coffin. After all, if something worse than seven days' death powder comes out of the coffin, isn't he finished it.

For the sake of safety, ye Ziheng quickly hugs Xiaokui a few meters away and lets him look at himself.

Then he took off his clothes and covered his mouth and nose in case there was any poisonous gas coming out of it.

Ye Ziheng now hates why he didn't bring in a gas mask. If you can, you'd better have another set of iron armor.

Of course, ye Ziheng has no place to get these things now, so he has to go forward and push the coffin away.

Ye Ziheng put his hands on one side of the engineering department, then one foot back, then the whole body together to push the coffin plate.