When Zhang Yu saw what was in the coffin, he was stunned. It turned out that there were white bones lying in the coffin.

Zhang Yu has seen many skeletons, which is not surprising. But this skeleton is different from what he has seen before.

The body of this bone has become a bone, but that face is actually a complete face. This is a woman's face, with skin like white jade, eyes closed, and the nose and mouth are extremely delicate.

beautiful!

It's really beautiful without any flaws.

If you only look at this face, no one would believe it. It is a dead face.

"What's going on..." Zhang Yu was puzzled. The woman's body was rotten like a bone, so why was her face so intact?

Women's hair is extremely long and falls on both sides. It has been scientifically proven that even if a person dies, his hair will not die and will continue to grow.

The hair was too long. Zhang Yu looked at it for a while and then found that there seemed to be something golden on the right hand of the bone.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, and the Yellow Turban Strongman standing next to the coffin immediately reached in and then grabbed a long sword.

The sword's scabbard is golden, but the light does not flash. I don't know if it is because the light in the cave is not enough.

The Yellow Turban Strongman threw the sword to Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu copied it, first put it in his hand, and looked at the scabbard and the hilt.

The golden scabbard is indeed simple and unpretentious. On it, there are also quaint patterns carved. The hilt of the sword is also golden, with red sword spikes, which looks very beautiful.

Not only that, but more importantly, the golden sword was actually full of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy was so rich that it even surpassed the sword he found in the coffin of Wuli Village's mine.

Such a rich spiritual energy was the first time Zhang Yu had seen it, and it was a bit unimaginable. In addition to spiritual energy, there was even a vast righteous energy on the sword. Zhang Yu was completely sure that this sword was definitely a decent sword that decided a master.

"What's going on... How could there be such a sword here..." Looking at this sword, Zhang Yu became more and more confused.

Unconsciously, he looked at the bones lying in the coffin again, looked at the face of the peerless beauty, and muttered in his heart, "Is this sword the woman's...who will it be? The box outside and the things in the box have something to do with this woman..."

Zhang Yu naturally could not explain these questions. He looked at the sword in his hand again, and then he exerted a little force, and then he heard a "choking" sound, and the sword was pulled out directly by him.

Zhang Yu looked at the sword again. The sword entered the autumn water, but the cold light did not appear, but a vast sense of righteousness flowed out from the sword body.

There are no patterns on the sword, which is very simple, but Zhang Yu could see immediately that there were three traditional Chinese characters engraved on the sword body.

"Zhang Yihang..." Zhang Yu muttered, "There is a name engraved on the sword, and it must be the name of the master of the sword. Zhang Yihang... This should be the name of a man... It doesn't look like a woman's name... What does Zhang Yihang do..."

For a moment, Zhang Yu became even more curious.

Such a sword has a man's name engraved on it, and the skeleton lying in the coffin is a woman's bones.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yu suddenly had an idea, "Will this woman be the beloved woman of senior Zhang Yihang? Because of the death of the beloved woman, the senior was heartbroken, so he buried his sword with him... Being able to use such a magic weapon to bury him, it shows how much love he has for this woman..."

In Zhang Yu's heart, he had already unconsciously called the owner of the sword "Senior".

After all, he knew that those who were worthy of this sword were destined to be peerless masters.

He looked at the sword again, and saw nothing else, let alone runes. But this is normal, unless there are special long sword magic weapons, few runes, and they are basically activated with their own true energy.

Zhang Yu unconsciously activated his true energy and penetrated into the long sword. As soon as the true energy penetrated, Zhang Yu felt a surge of spiritual energy coming over, and instantly pushed out the spiritual energy that penetrated into the sword.

This surging spiritual energy is naturally much stronger than the sword in Wuli Village.

"It's amazing..." Zhang Yu took a deep breath and then felt relieved. Such a magic weapon was naturally not something his strength could control.

Zhang Yu returned the sword and the sheath, looked at the sword in his hand, and then looked at the woman in the coffin. Zhang Yu said in his heart: "This senior and this woman must be a pair of good friends... I'd better leave this sword to her..."

Thinking of this, he planned to hand the sword to the Yellow Turban Strongman and send it back to the coffin.

But then, his heart moved again, and he thought of the previous question again, "No... Since the person who buried this woman should be the owner of the sword, what does the box placed on it mean... and the things in the box... and what will it be... and here... this evil fragrance... is the same as what I smelled last time, and it exudes evil..."

"There is definitely a certain connection between them... I must check what's going on..." Zhang Yu's face became serious. This time, he did not command the Yellow Turban Strongman, but jumped down by himself and stood by the coffin.

The distance is closer at this moment, and Zhang Yu can see it more clearly.

A woman's face is as white as jade, and she has no blood color, but it is very different from a normal dead person's face. It's no blood color. After a person dies, his body is just festering but his face is not festering, which is really hard to understand.

"What's going on with her face..." Zhang Yu was full of curiosity and couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch it.

After raising his hand, he quickly put it down. If he did this, he would be somewhat disrespectful to the deceased.

Although his hands were raised and put, his eyes never left the woman's face. He had been standing on it a little far away, and with the angle problem, he could not see clearly enough. At this moment, the distance was close and the angle was good, so Zhang Yu could see much clearer than before.

"Huh..." Suddenly, Zhang Yu suddenly discovered that although the woman had hair on her head, her head and neck had turned into white bones.

"What's going on... my head is gone... why is it only my face not bad..." Zhang Yu unconsciously lowered his head and carefully measured it. He wanted to see how the skin on a woman's face was connected to the bones. Where was it rotten and where was it not rotten.
Chapter completed!