บท 217: Don't Compare Me to Them

With the coffin nails pried open, Nanli exerted a little force and pushed the coffin lid aside. A putrid smell filled the air, extremely foul. The malevolent aura, along with the resentment, also surrounded them. Nanli was already prepared; with a talisman in hand, she dispersed everything.

Inside the coffin was a female corpse, decomposed to the point where only bones remained. There were no burial items inside, but there were remnants of some talismans. Due to their age, Nanli couldn't quite recognize what kind of talismans they were.

The resentment and malevolent aura continued to spread. When Qin Zheng walked over, Nanli immediately stopped him. She looked at the shroud worn by the female corpse, vaguely recognizing the colors and patterns. Her heart sank as she said, "That malevolent pregnant woman is indeed Madam Fan."