"Why does this happen?" Zhang Fan looked at Yan Dong and continued to ask.
"I don't know either." Yan Dong replied, "Two hours ago, I just came back from the rituals and the coffin changed. Then it became colder and colder, and it became like this."
Zhang Fan walked to the coffin, took a look, and put his hands on the coffin lid. The next moment, he exerted force, but he did not shake the coffin lid wrapped in ice crystals at all. The strength of Zhang Fan's hands was not small.
, such force is enough to push the coffin lid.
The next moment, Zhang Fan increased his strength again, but still did not push the coffin lid.
With Zhang Fan's current strength, not to mention the coffin lid, even the coffin, even if it is made of golden nan gloomy wood, can move it. This is really weird.
After that, Zhang Fan continued to exert force. Zhang Fan used all his Qi strength in the Qi Movement realm without pushing the coffin.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Fan had to give up pushing the coffin. He frowned tightly and looked at the coffin in front of him.
"Xiaofan, how are you? What did you see?" Yan Dong approached Zhang Fan and asked.
Zhang Fan shook his head.
"I tried all my strength, but I couldn't push the coffin," Zhang Fan said.
Yan Dong is very clear about Zhang Fan's strength. With Zhang Fan's current strength, it is not a problem to lift more than two thousand kilograms of objects, let alone push horizontally. What's going on?
"If this coffin stays like this for a long time, you'd better find another place to live." Zhang Fan said.
Yan Dong shook his head slightly.
But, at this moment, a crisp sound was heard from the coffin covered with ice crystals, and a fine crack appeared on the ice crystals wrapping the coffin.
The two of them immediately cast their gaze in the direction of the coffin, with a look of confusion on their faces.
"Click..."
"Click..."
Then, several more crisp sounds were heard from the coffin again, and more and more cracks were seen in the ice crystals covering the coffin, and eventually, they all shattered.
At the same time, the fog and coldness in the room gradually faded away.
While Zhang Fan and Yan Dong were at a loss, the temperature of the room slowly recovered. When everything returned to normal, twenty minutes had passed.
Just when they thought everything was going to pass, a surprising scene appeared in front of their eyes.
"call out……"
With a soft sound, Jinsunnan Yinchenmu in front of the two people suddenly shrank by one size.
The two of them are not ordinary people, they are both members of Xuanmen. Moreover, Zhang Fan has cultivated Qi and has seen many strange and weird things, but he has never seen an object suddenly become smaller.
Zhang Fan and Yan Dong couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.
The next moment, the two people quickly came to the gloomy wooden coffin made of golden nan. Zhang Fan pushed the coffin away with a gentle push. The coffin was empty, with nothing in it.
Various previous signs indicated that the coffin made of golden nan's gloomy wood was not ordinary. Today's incident has cast a mysterious veil on the golden nan's gloomy wood coffin.
Afterwards, Zhang Fan and Yan Dong studied the coffin for about an hour, but still found nothing unusual.
, so the two had no choice but to give up.
The matter of the coffin had to be put on hold for the time being.
"Follow me to the Po Tao Temple in the north of the city this afternoon," Zhang Fan said.
"Okay." Yan Dong responded happily, then looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Why are you going to Po Tao Temple?"
Zhang Fan told Yan Dong everything about Chen Long's family and the information about Fang Yan obtained from Zhao Wei.
"I understand, what time should we set off in the afternoon?" Yan Dong asked.
"Just a little." Zhang Fan replied.
"Okay, now I'm going to cook. After dinner, we'll set off." Yan Dong said.
"Stop cooking, let's go out to eat. I'll call Old Man Ouyang over." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, let me call him." Yan Dong said, Yan Dong picked up the phone and dialed Old Man Ouyang's number.
Old man Ouyang quickly agreed and said he would come over right away. He thought that Zhang Fan and Yan Dong were just looking for him to have dinner and drinks. He was naturally happy to have someone accompany him, an old man, to eat and drink.
Little did they know, Zhang Fan had prepared a huge surprise for Old Man Ouyang.
Old man Ouyang arrived very quickly. In about fifteen minutes, there was a knock on the door, and Yan Dong opened the door.
Old man Ouyang rubbed his hands and walked in, his eyes full of excitement, "Where should we go to drink today?"
Drinking is Old Man Ouyang's biggest hobby in his life.
"Sit down first, don't worry, I have something to tell you." Zhang Fan said.
"What's the matter?" Old Man Ouyang raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Zhao Wei is dead." Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Old Man Ouyang was startled at first, and then nodded slightly.
Later, Zhang Fan tricked Zhao Wei into harming Huang Qingyun, and he told old man Ouyang how he captured Zhao Wei.
"Everyone walks his or her own path. Zhao Wei was a good young man back then, but now he has become the troubled person he was last night. He deserves what he deserves." There was no trace of pity in the voice of the old man Ouyang.
"By the way, is he related to the middle-aged man who claims to be Tianzong?" Old Man Ouyang asked.
"All tasks were assigned to him by Fang Yan. He is just an executor. It should be Fang Yan who is related to the middle-aged man known as Tianzong." Zhang Fan said, "This afternoon, let's go to the Po Tao Temple to investigate first.
"
"Okay!" Old Man Ouyang nodded heavily and did not refuse.
"Then the drink at noon today will be wasted, hey..." Old Man Ouyang said a little disappointed.
"I'll invite you when I have time." Zhang Fan smiled.
"By the way, Old Man Ouyang, when will your friend in the capital need us to go there? I may have something to do in a week." Zhang Fan said, in a week, the person who investigated the situation of the papermaker will be back.
"I'll go back and ask in detail and give you an answer." Old Man Ouyang replied.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly.
Then, he saw Zhang Fan looking at old man Ouyang, with a faint smile on his face.
Feeling Zhang Fan's eyes, the corners of Old Man Ouyang's mouth trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhang Fan defensively and said, "What's wrong? What's the crooked idea?"
"Hehe..." Zhang Fan chuckled, "What bad idea can I have? I just want to ask you if you have your bank card?"
"I didn't bring it!" Old Man Ouyang said firmly.
"You're so stingy, you can't even bear to ask for a meal." Old man Ouyang pretended to be dissatisfied.
"Who said that? I said I would treat you to dinner at the beginning, just to ask if you brought your bank card, and to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart." Zhang Fan glanced at the old man Ouyang.