Zheng Fan and the others then approached. The coffins were sealed, very thick and heavy.
"My lord, shall we try to open one?" Xue Three asked eagerly.
Apparently, his old habit had flared up again.
Blind Man, however, said, "A Cheng isn't here. I think we should refrain, lest a zombie leaps out and causes trouble."
Although Liang Cheng hadn't recovered much of his strength, his bloodline alone was a deterrent to other zombies here.
Zheng Fan placed his palm on a coffin, touched it, and asked, "Who lies inside this, and is there an inscription?"
Blind Man searched and said, "My lord, there are no inscriptions. The only difference is that the weapons placed beside these thirteen coffins vary."
There were iron hammers, swords, sabers, and crossbows; no two models or styles were identical.
Zheng Fan turned to Yao Zizhan and asked, "Master Yao, perhaps you can enlighten us."
