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Chapter 721 Yin-Yang Hanging Coffin

This discovery surprised Xie Yuqing and murmured: "How could this happen..."

"Last time we came, we were just catching ghosts and other things, and we completely ignored this matter. This is the flaw in the incident!"

After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he took out the photo Du Hu gave him from his bag. The background was the anatomy building. He pointed at the second door on the photo and said:

"Du Hu said that the second room is Classroom 408. Look at the spacing of all doors, is it the same?"

"It's the same..." Xie Yuqing said in surprise.

Ye Shaoyang pointed at the second door in the photo and said, "This is the real 408 classroom. The one we are in now is not!"

Xie Yuqing was completely stunned, then she trembled like an electric shock, turned her head to look at the wall on the left side of the room, and shone the dividing line with a flashlight. Only then did she see that the thickness of the dust on the two walls was different, which caused the wall colors to be different, but if you didn't look carefully, it would never be noticed, and no one would care about this.

"I understand! Our classroom is now 409! That is, the last room on the outside, divided into two, making us think it is 408! The real 408... It is the current 407!"

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and the truth was that. A wall was added in the middle of the 409 classroom, then an extra door was opened, a 408 sign was hung, and other door signs were disrupted... In this way, it means that there was one more room on this floor, but due to the blockade of floors, people from that year also left school one after another, and no one would notice this.

He himself undoubtedly discovered that the door location of the 408 classroom in reality was different from the photo, so he became suspicious.

"Who did it and why did it?" Xie Yuqing asked with a trembling voice.

"No one can build here except the school, right?" Ye Shaoyang said, "I guess, it may be that there is something hidden in the real 408 classroom that cannot be discovered by others. However, although that incident was deeply covered up, there was always a chance to be discovered. Later, Li Xiaoqiang and others were examples.

That's why the school thought of this plan to replace the pillars. Everyone knows that Classroom 408 is the second classroom counted from the end. With the door sign prompt, unless someone like Du Hu who has been to school here comes here in person, he will never see through this secret..."

Xie Yuqing nodded slowly, "This strategy is indeed amazing. You should catch up with the secret room murder jokes in mystery novels."

"Based on Wu Leyi's IQ and style, I absolutely believe that this strategy was thought of and implemented by him."

"Then... what's the secret to the real classroom 408?"

"Just right next to you, just go in and take a look." Ye Shaoyang said, taking Xie Yuqing back to the aisle, illuminated it with a flashlight, and found that newspapers were posted on the window glass like other rooms. He was curious before, but now he thought that it should be to hide the real things in the 408 classroom. After all, newspapers were posted in all classrooms, and no one would suspect that "407" was on the head.

Ye Shaoyang pushed the door of "407" and found that the door was locked from the inside. There was nothing to worry about at the moment. He kicked the door open, took a deep breath, walked in, and shone it with a flashlight, and was shocked on the spot:

The "407" classroom is a real mourning hall!

The windows on both sides were sealed to form an enclosed space. The room was covered with yellow paper, and countless red ropes passed through the yellow paper, ending on the base of a coffin. Behind the coffin was an altar built of stones, which looked very strange and there were no photos of the dead in the middle.

Ye Shaoyang was already ready to witness some secret, but the scene in front of him still shocked him to speak.

Is this...some kind of huge formation?

Ye Shaoyang avoided the red ropes and walked towards the coffin.

Although Xie Yuqing felt instinctive fear when she saw the coffin, she would be even more afraid of staying alone outside, let alone having to give Ye Shaoyang a light, so she had to follow behind with a bit of bullet.

Ye Shaoyang came to the coffin and observed that the coffin was bright red, just like the corpse used by the people to hold resentment and die. The lid of the coffin was engraved with many patterns and words.

He studied it and found that the words were not Chinese and could not understand a single word. The patterns on it were pieced together, like some kind of sign, but they were not Central Plains spells.

Suddenly, Ye Shaoyang saw a butterfly pattern carved on it on the side of the big head of the coffin. He immediately understood and murmured: "Everything here was arranged by the Thai wizard."

Xie Yuqing said: "How can I see it?"

Ye Shaoyang pointed to the butterfly, "Butterfly is one of the totems of all Southern wizards. Whether it is Miaojiang wizards or Thai wizards, they all believe in butterflies. I have seen them in Xiaohui's witchcraft before."

"Then...what is in this coffin?"

"Of course there are dead people in the coffin." Ye Shaoyang said, "No matter at any time, any spell of any sect, as long as the coffin appears, it must be pretending to be dead people. This is the only purpose of the coffin, except for those who are subsequently occupied by the magpie's nest..."

"Dead..." Xie Yuqing looked at the coffin, swallowed her saliva, and a fear of the unknown arose in her heart, which was much more terrifying than seeing zombies directly.

Ye Shaoyang stretched out a hand and covered the coffin. He sensed it with the qi. He suddenly felt the tentacles were cold and was shocked: The coffin seemed to be made of Yin wood such as Blood Locust, which completely isolated the breath inside. It seemed that this thing inside was extraordinary.

After careful attempts, Ye Shaoyang found that there were no nails on the coffin, which made it convenient to open the coffin.

However, he did not open the coffin rashly, but drew a few corpse-fixing talismans and attached them to the bases on all sides of the coffin. In this way, if there is a zombie inside, he could hold it in after opening the coffin to prevent it from running out.

No one knows what the red rope on this ground is used for. If there is any formation, it is better not to destroy it rashly.

After pasting the talisman, Ye Shaoyang took out a dead jade bead from his backpack and handed it to Xie Yuqing, so that she could hold it in her mouth.

"The coffin is not open all year round, and it is possible that the corpse energy is rich. Dead jade can absorb the corpse energy so as not to cause any accidents."

After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he opened the coffin's small head with both hands and pushed it aside.

Xie Yuqing immediately plucked up the courage and shine it in with a flashlight—

A pair of legs, covered with a layer of golden scales, reflecting golden light under the flashlight, looking like they were wearing a layer of golden armor, but most of the scales were seriously corroded, some were already black, and some had green mold on them.
Chapter completed!
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