Any normal person would have felt rather uncomfortable at the sight of these things.
"White hair."
Qianshan approached the coffin and saw strands of long white hair protruding through the gap.
He reached out to touch them and immediately felt a sting.
"It really is strange. The village chief passed away so long ago, yet his white eyebrows keep growing."
Elder Huang sighed and said, "When you open the coffin and see the village chief's body, don't be surprised."
Hearing this,
Qianshan nodded. He pushed the coffin lid aside with force and leaned over to look at the village chief inside.
"Ah!"
Xiao Tuantuan took just one glance and was frightened.
The old man in the coffin did not look dead at all. He looked as though he were still alive.
"A rosy complexion, firm skin, and not a single sign of aging."
Qianshan's brows knitted tightly. If the village chief had not been without breath, he too would have believed the man was still alive.
He turned to Lin Fan and asked, "Master Lin, what do you think?"
As soon as he spoke,
everyone around them turned their eyes toward Lin Fan.
They were very surprised. Lin Fan looked so young, yet Qianshan actually addressed this young fellow as a master.
"This is my martial nephew. His name is Lin Fan."
Dao Tianji introduced him calmly. "He's in his twenties, unlike Qianshan, who's in his thirties."
In his twenties?
The villagers exchanged glances. In their eyes, cultivators in their twenties were generally unlikely to be powerful.
[Ragdoll Cat: Judging by their reactions, they really don't seem to know who Master Lin is!]
[Ninety Below Zero: That's perfectly normal. This place is remote, and they don't usually go online, so naturally they don't know about Master Lin's exploits.]
[May Peace