Chapter 1925: Open the coffin

The topic of the evil dragon's resurrection soon passed.
Next comes how to deal with this matter in the coffin.
Opening the coffin is risky. It is very likely that the corpse inside will quickly oxidize and decay, and then turn into a dense white bone and half-coffin dark corpse water.
This scene is an extreme challenge to the psychological endurance. I am afraid that several elderly people here will not be able to bear the stimulation. It is very unlikely that the heart will get sick or faint, but at least the lunch and dinner of the day will definitely not be able to eat. The wine is estimated to have to wait a month before daring to drink it.
Moreover, the owner of the body, Philade Alexander, certainly did not want to see such a tragic scene.
"So, how do you deal with the coffin?" Master Dewey first asked: "His Royal Highness Alexander, what do you think of this?"
Philade Alexander was meditating. His expression was tangled. He wanted to open the coffin for a look, but he was worried that his body would become corrupted and disappear.
I reached out and knocked on the lid of the coffin, making a dull sound: "Is this wood really so sealed?"
Without waiting for others to speak, Philade Alexander spoke first: "It is the rarest and most expensive kind of wood."
"What about closure?"
"It's said to be the best" Alexander finished, but shook his head again: "It's just a false statement."
"That's a fake~"
"What if it's true?" Master Dewey tapped the coffin several times, and then asked such a rhetorical question.
I shrugged: "If it's true, then the coffin can't be opened, just put it here, it will just solve the suffering of His Royal Highness Alexander."
"What the pain of lovesickness" Alexander said with a laugh: "Do you regard it as my lover, or the one I miss?"
"It's probably impossible for a lover. You are not like a narcissist, but a person who misses it is very reliable. You told me the location of the tomb without any secret, and you spared no effort to support me and encourage me to go to the tomb. It is impossible just for the evil dragon. , There must be a loss of worry about your corpse, I guess it’s good, right?"
Master Dewey looked at Philade Alexander's expression, frowned, and said, "It's rude, Xiao Yi."
"Uh, I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness Alexander, the younger generation just started to play with him and wanted to play tricks on the senior, I hope you forgive me.
Alexander waved his hand with a smile: "It's okay, I really like the way the junior joked with me, that will make me feel younger too."
As he said, he looked at the coffin: "Actually, I am not worried about the condition of the corpse. After all, the wooden coffin, after ten thousand years, may decay to any extent, and even if it is truly preserved, it is a memory What does it matter if I am physically present? At best, it's just a passing moment."
Having said that, he sighed slightly, a little nervous: "The reason why I dare not open the coffin is that I am a little worried about some of my funeral objects. Put a piece of burial goods, but also treat it as a funeral, and bury it with me. I don’t know if the confidant has followed my words, and wants to open the coffin for verification, but also worry about the failure of expectations. I can’t help but feel a little uneasy."
"Is that important?" I wondered.
"It's very important," Alexander emphasized: "For members of the Field family in my line, it is the most important existence."
After I listened, I couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Your line...Is it possible to separate the Freid family together?"
As a result, Master Dewey gave me a stern look, and I hurriedly shut my mouth in fright.
"Speaking of, Xiao Yi" Alexander looked at me and said slowly: "You are also a descendant of my lineage. That item is also an extremely important existence for you. I will now put that item together with The coffin will be handed over to you, and you will decide."
"Ahhhhhhhh? What's the situation?" I looked stunned: "What do you mean by me? This coffin is not mine, and the corpse inside is not me, so why should I leave it to me to determine? If it’s damaged, if there is nothing in it that you expected, who should bear the responsibility?"
"Of course it's your responsibility." Felid Alexander smiled and said something that disturbed me.
I felt a little bit in my heart and frowned: "Why?"
"It depends on your bloodline and your identity" Alexander said: "I learned from your past conversations that the Hefeng Continent today is not peaceful and may cause war at any time. Don't you want to have the power to quell the war? ?"
"That thing has to be tempered bit by bit by myself, it has nothing to do with a certain item or something." At the end, I added: "It is not the Holy Grail."
"You even know the Holy Grail?" Alexander asked in surprise.
"Huh?" I said in surprise: "Is it possible that something used as a burial object is really the Holy Grail?"
"No, it's not." Alexander shook his head: "The Holy Grail is just a magical artifact. It was made by my grandfather and used to increase the magic value. Because my grandfather was also called the Holy King in his early years, he often used it. That cup is also called the Holy Grail."
"I've also heard of this rumor," Master Hall interjected: "The rumor said that this Holy Grail possesses great power and can bestow eternal youth to its holder, but it mysteriously disappeared because of the sudden death of His Royal Highness Rupert."
"Eternal youth should be fake. Grandfather often used it to drink, but when it's time to get old, it will still get old. Moreover, it is not mysteriously missing, but was destroyed by my youngest brother, and then it was given to him. Up."
When I heard the truth, I suddenly felt like a beep.
I have heard the legend of the Holy Grail a little bit, but I don’t know it. Once, I had a longing for this holy thing that is said to keep people young forever. However, when I learned the truth, I discovered that all the previous All fantasies were shattered, leaving only a bleak reality.
"So, what will be buried in the coffin?" I leaned on the lid of the coffin and said to myself.
"You want to open the coffin?" Master Dewey asked first.
"Well, if you don't open it, you will never know what is inside, just like you will never figure out the taste of chocolate without tasting it."
"Although it is inappropriate for you to use chocolate as a metaphor for a coffin," the goblin said: "But I still decided to agree with you."
"Chocolate is actually quite delicious" Dwarf King smiled: "So I like this metaphor."
"I don't like chocolate" Master Hall shook his head and said, "Sweet, my toothache."
"It's because you don't brush your teeth, you sloppy old man" The Dwarf King laughed inwardly.
"Hey, hey, you guys have made the atmosphere and topic crooked!" I reminded hurriedly.
"What does it matter?" Felid Alexander smiled indifferently: "Go and do it, child, just as you think, use your hands to uncover the truth."
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