The cold air is stored in the jade coffin, as if adding color to the interlayer. After the cold air is released, the jade coffin gradually becomes transparent.
Faintly visible, Chen Yang and others could barely see a hazy figure inside with their poor eyesight.
The figure lay there quietly.
You can vaguely make out the hair bun and the phoenix hairpin on it, you can see the outline of the skin on your face, you can see the posture of folded hands on the abdomen...
Especially the outline of her skin, which is plump, like a girl's face full of collagen.
It absolutely cannot have the shriveled appearance of a mummy that has lost all moisture.
Zhu Wuneng clicked his tongue in surprise: "What kind of jade coffin is this? Is this an ice coffin?"
"No, no, Prince Chen, I seem to have heard an old man say that in ancient times there was a superb coffin material called ice jade.
Produced from the ice layer of Kunlun Mountain that has not melted for thousands of years.
In the ice and snow, it is as beautiful as mutton-fat white jade, with no other difference except that its tentacles are cold."
"But if it is transported to a hot place, its coldness will slowly be released.
Before the cold air of the ice jade is completely released, the corpse placed in it will remain unchanged for many years, which is quite miraculous."
Zhu Wuneng said, then slapped himself: "Of course, it doesn't look very impressive now. It's just an ice coffin, which is found in any crematorium. You can rent it for 800 yuan for a day."
"It's just that there's something about this. It's been 1800 years and the ice hasn't completely dissipated yet."
Chen Yang said: "It is probably the function of the bronze coffin. The Khitan Goddess must have used spiritual stones to restrain the cold air inside, and her remains can still be preserved after thousands of years.
Now that the bronze coffin is scattered, the ice jade you mentioned dissipates all the cold air at once in revenge.
That’s how it became what it is now.”
Zhu Wuneng and Tang Wan nodded convincingly, knowing as soon as they heard it that it was not far from the truth.
Chen Yang did not dwell on this, and motioned with his eyes to Zhu Wuneng and Tang Wan to follow closely, and he quietly moved closer.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Five steps forward, there are also five steps away from the ice jade coffin.
Standing at the same distance and angle as Chen Yang and others, if the jade coffin is opened, we can see what's going on inside.
"I am coming!"
"I am coming!!!"
The reincarnated goddess had a look of madness on her face, her whole body was trembling, she firmly stretched out her hands and pushed on the jade coffin.
"Chi~~"
Extremely smoothly, the lid of the jade coffin slid open.
The first thing exposed, exposed to everyone's sight, is a pair of delicate, small and slender feet.
There is no trace of hair on the slender feet, and there is no color mixed with flower juice on the nails, and the pure and clean beauty is naturally carved.
Pure to the depths, yet charming.
Regardless of gender, everyone's attention was attracted. As the lid of the jade coffin slid to expose more and more parts, their eyes also moved towards the upward part of the Khitan goddess's slender feet.
It took a moment for Chen Yang and others to realize that the slender feet exposed in the jade coffin were so similar to the bare feet of the reincarnated goddess who always walked without touching the dust.
It's just more perfect, more pure, and unlike anything in the world.
"Is it possible that they really have some kind of relationship in this life?"
This idea emerged uncontrollably in the minds of Zhu Wuneng and Tang Wan.
It's just that the lid of the jade coffin slid too fast, and there was no time to speak or discuss, and my mind was distracted by it.
Above the slender feet are the same perfect ankles, but the rest is covered by thick Sichuan brocade.
"Hey~"
Zhu Wuneng couldn't help but sigh, feeling extremely sorry.