"Huh? A coffin? What coffin?"
"It's that kind of red one, about two meters long and one meter wide wooden box, buried underground, used to hold a corpse," He Yuanyuan explained again.
"I freaking know what a coffin looks like."
Lin Yi cursed, "What I want to know is how the hell you ended up digging this thing out on a construction site."
"I was also a bit baffled when I heard the news; it feels a bit bizarre," Qi Xianzhao said.
"There's nothing bizarre about it," Lin Yi said indifferently.
"It's not uncommon to dig up coffins from the ground; just set off some firecrackers, and that's good enough."
Lin Yi didn't feel anything about events like this.
Ji Qingyan, who worked in real estate, had encountered this kind of thing several times already.
