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The ground is inlaid with white marble. When people walk in it, they can clearly see their reflections. The ceiling is painted with gold paint, and the room is bright, with more than a dozen bright night pearls dotted above, illuminating the entire imperial tomb, glass, crystal, agate, and a series of famous and unfamous piles of the entire imperial tomb.

However, Shangguan Zhen quickly recovered from his senses and walked forward step by step. He enshrines dozens of female jade lords about four meters in front of a few people, and they are neatly listed.

It seemed that the old man was right. He slowly walked through the path of the Jade Lord, and a white crystal ice coffin appeared in front of him. There was a slight fog in the ice coffin, which should be caused by the cold.

In front of the ice coffin were placed the tables and chairs for worship, all of which were carved by Bai Jing. Shangguan Zhen bowed his hands and bowed a few times, then walked around the tables and chairs of Bai Jing, came to the front of the ice coffin, and groped around.[

"What are you doing?" Han Ming and Lan Yun said at the same time. In Feng Chen's case, this was a great disrespect to the deceased and could not make the deceased. What's more, the founding emperor was lying inside, which was even more disrespectful.

"Shhh..." Shangguan Zhen shrew a few times, signaling them not to speak, but she continued to search slowly.

Perhaps because they knew that Shangguan Zhen had her, the two no longer had to worry about her and let her do whatever they wanted, but they were just passing by and dared not face Feng Chen's ancestor.

Shangguan Zhen searched all over the place, inside and out, but there was no mechanism the old man mentioned, nor any sandalwood box, so he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

By the way! I haven't found the ice coffin yet! Shangguan Zhen suddenly remembered it, so he picked up a stick not far away and planned to pry open the ice coffin. It was not that she did not respect the emperor, but that there was no way, and this was his own last words, so I thought I would not blame him.

"Stop!" Han Ming, who had turned around, suddenly glanced at Shangguan Zhen, but was frightened by her act of staking a coffin and quickly stopped him in shock.

Just groping around the ice coffin, but now he still has to pry the coffin. He is really ignorant of life and death. How can the emperor's coffin be touched randomly, let alone he is his ancestor.

Shangguan Zhen was prying with concentration, but was frightened by the sudden shouts. The golden stick in his hand rolled down, and the loud sound of touching the ground was particularly harsh in the quiet imperial tomb.
Chapter completed!