C1033 The Injured Wai Xiaoyu

Soon, we arrived at the door. The door was tightly shut, and under the dim light of the lanterns, a pitch-black coffin was quietly placed in front of the door. It was silent in the middle of the night, and there was a sense of strangeness in the silence.

What made me even more puzzled was that the lid of the coffin was not closed, but was half-open, and a third of the gap was open