In the middle of the school, there was a huge crack like a sharp sword, and a vague black shadow was crawling in it.

The clouds in the sky dissipated, and the moonlight suddenly became brighter, as if all the light was gathered in this crack, and the dust evaporated from the black shadow like mist.

Everyone was so scared that they were silent.

"That thing seems to be rectangular." A classmate suddenly stuttered.

"You all turn on the lights of your phone, come over, and see what it is." said the director.

Under the light, the black shadow slowly revealed its appearance.

With a click, a girl's cell phone fell to the ground.

She said tremblingly: "Then, that won't be, it's a coffin?"

A cool breeze broke out from somewhere, which seemed very abrupt in the hot summer day. The people standing next to the crack in the ground couldn't help but hug their arms tightly and trembled.

"Everyone, don't be afraid." The director of the teaching director suppressed his fear and said calmly, "Isn't there a coffin under the school? A few years ago, didn't Rongcheng also dug an ancient tomb, it's no big deal."

Ye Ling suddenly said: "This is not a coffin, but a coffin."

Her tone was very calm. When she listened carefully, she felt a sense of depression and excitement, which was very strange.

"What is the difference between a coffin and a coffin?" a student asked tremblingly.

Ye Ling's eyes did not leave the coffin below, and he didn't even look at the person asking: "Simply put, the coffin is a dead person, and the coffin is a coffin."

"The coffin is a symbol of status, so there is a saying that "the coffin of the emperor is seventh, the coffin of the prince is fiveth, the doctor is threeth, and the scholar is twoth."

"Then how many coffin is below?" Mu Ze looked at Ye Ling with a strange look.

Ye Ling shook his head: "I don't know."

The coffin was at least four or five meters away from the ground. The lights on the playground had already fallen to the ground in a skew. With the moonlight and the lights of the mobile phone, the specific situation below could not be clearly seen.

However, with Ye Ling's eyesight, he could tell that the coffin was obviously different from an ordinary coffin. Not only was there a difference in size, but the material did not look like wood, but it looked like some kind of bronze ware.

"So many people fell just now, why are they gone?" Another student asked tremblingly.

Below the crack of the ground was another narrow ground, and there were no other black shadows except the coffin.

No one can answer this question, and no one dares to go down and read it.

This sudden coffin scared everyone.

At this moment, the aftershock suddenly came.

The ground began to wriggle again, as if something was wandering inside. The collapsed building had a continuous rumbling sound, and the gravel and debris inside rolled and smashed towards the bottom.

Several students had unstable feet and fell to the ground.

The director of the teaching director just pulled up a student and pushed him out. Before he could run away, he was sewn on the spot and rolled in.

With a bang, a loud noise came out from the cracks in the ground.

Meanwhile, the aftershocks stopped.
Chapter completed!