The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 538: Appearance

Meng Shisan dug and rested at the same time. It took him nearly half an hour to completely dig up the grave.

It was already the end of August, and the cool autumn breeze still made her sweat from exhaustion.

Once the grave mound is dug up, the coffin can be seen in the pit.

But what Meng Shisan didn't expect was that there were two coffins, and both were ordinary coffins.

She originally thought that in the tomb that was guarded by such profound magic, there must be an important person buried there. However, judging from the ordinary coffin in front of her, it seemed that she was wrong.

And it seemed that she was quite wrong.

There were actually two coffins buried in the pit, which she had never expected.

Meng Shisan did not get down to the pit immediately. She threw away the shovel, squatted down beside the pit, and carefully examined the two coffins in the pit: "It seems to be a pair?"

"What is a pair?" Chang'an couldn't get closer and looked from afar, unable to see the coffin under the grave mound.

"The two coffins seem to be a pair." Meng Shisan didn't know much about coffins and was not familiar with them. What she said at this time was just her guess.

Changan was surprised: "Two coffins? Two coffins squeezed into one grave? Could it be that a couple is buried here?"

Meng Shisan nodded slightly: "It should be."

Apart from burying the couple together, she could not think of any other reason to squeeze the two coffins into one grave.

Moreover, this grave mound is obviously not big. It is very likely that only one person was buried there at the beginning, and the other person was forced into the pit later.

So it inevitably seems a little crowded.

She said, "I'm going to open the coffin, Chang'an, you better get ready. If anything goes wrong, you can follow me."

Chang An immediately became worried when he heard this: "Miss, why don't you wait until I find a way to break this spell and get in safely before you open the coffin!"

"No need." Meng Shisan shook his head and slid into the pit as he spoke. "I'll use my demonic energy to try to open the coffin. If I can open it, I'll open it. If I really can't, then there's nothing I can do. I'll listen to you then. It won't be too late."

Changan nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Miss, please don't be so stubborn. You must remember that you are a human being now, and a very weak mortal body. Please don't force it. If you can open it, open it. If you can't open it, forget it. Let's choose another day. The tombstone can't run away anyway."

Meng Shisan turned around and smiled at Changan, "During lunch, when you had just left for a while, Baozhu whispered to me that you talk too little and don't like to laugh. You are really too boring and uninteresting. She also gave me a chance to talk to you, telling you not to be too tense and to talk and laugh when necessary. But I see that you are quite talkative now. Changan, Baozhu is right. Don't isolate yourself too much. In addition to following me and staying in the old house, you can also go out more often by yourself. The more you are alone in the world, the more enlightenment you will get, and the progress of your cultivation may be faster."

"...I just talk more in front of the young lady." Chang'an was like that by nature. She was born with this temper. Plus, the locust tree is inherently yin, so she was used to practicing in silence. She didn't think there was anything wrong with not smiling or speaking for a whole day.

Meng Shisan has known Chang'an for hundreds of years. These years are enough for her to understand Chang'an very well, just as Chang'an understands her very well. Therefore, when she saw Chang'an's expression at this moment, she knew that Chang'an had listened to her words, but they also went out of her right ear.

It's like the wind in one ear and the other.

Well, no matter whether it is a monster or a human, temperament and character are all innate and cannot be easily changed.

When Chang'an meets his sweetheart in the future, maybe things will change.

Without saying anything more, Meng Shisan gathered the demonic energy in her right palm as usual. Without any skill, she looked at the long nails on the coffin and slapped the edge of the nails with one palm.

Instantly, a coffin nail was knocked out by her evil spirit.

With a ding, it hit the coffin and then fell into the pit.

As the long nails were knocked out one by one, the two coffins were scattered with coffin nails, each of which was old and rusty. After knocking out the coffin nails and removing the coffin lid, Meng Shisan saw the body in the first coffin.

A skeleton.

Not surprising.

Nothing could attract her to take a second look inside the coffin.

When he removed the lid of the second coffin, the corpse he saw this time made Meng Shisan stunned.

She stared motionlessly at the face of the corpse in the coffin.

Stared at it for a long time.

Jiu arrived in Chang'an and asked curiously, "Miss, did you find anything? Could it be that the person lying in the coffin is not a human, but a demon?"

After all, even protective magic was used, so it makes sense that the person buried in the grave was a monster rather than a human.

Meng Shisan was still in a daze, her face full of disbelief, her voice vague and ethereal: "Chang'an, do you think there are other monsters that can transform into my original appearance, and not return to their original appearance after death, but can maintain my original appearance and lie coldly in this coffin?"

Changan didn't fully understand: "What?"

She felt that she had not missed any of her master's words, and she could understand every word he said, but why couldn't she understand them when they were put together?

What does it mean to transform into the original appearance of the master, and not return to its original appearance after death, but maintain the original appearance of the master, lying coldly in the coffin?

Meng Shisan said nothing more.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to answer Chang’an’s question, but she herself can’t answer the questions in her mind at this moment, so she naturally can’t answer Chang’an.

She looked at the second opened coffin, and saw the female corpse lying peacefully with her hands folded in the coffin, as if she was not dead but just sleeping there, and her facial features had not shown any sign of decay.

She felt that the trip was very rewarding.

But at the same time, she was suddenly struck by thunder and became Meng Liangchen, and seemed to fall into a deeper and more confusing fog.

Who is this female corpse in front of me?

Why does the female corpse look exactly like her original self?
She was confused for a long time, and no matter how hard Ren Mengshisan racked her brains, she still couldn't come up with the answer.

But soon, she thought of another very reasonable and secular answer: "People have similarities. Two complete strangers, two people who have no blood relationship, two people who live thousands of miles apart... they can all be born exactly the same."

"Similar? Exactly the same? Two strangers?" Chang An listened piecemeal, but he still couldn't fully understand it in the end. Instead, he became more confused.

What on earth did the owner find unusual in the coffin? His words were so vague.

Meng Shisan ignored Chang'an. She didn't even hear Chang'an's question. She was immersed in the weirdness that the female corpse in the coffin in front of her had a face that was exactly the same as hers.

But if you say it's weird, it's not really weird.

After all, as she said, two completely unrelated people in this world could be born like twins, so it seems not impossible that someone's face is the same as hers.

Just...barely acceptable.