The corpse was strikingly beautiful, just her face was abnormally pale. This being a dead person is quite normal. She was dressed in a crimson robe as a burial garment.,The little boy was so nervous his heart was in his throat, but by the time he reached out, it was too late. The wild cat had nimbly leaped into the white coffin and jumped onto the corpse.,"You little beast, get lost! Running around in the middle of the night through these desolate mountains and graveyards, deliberately trying to scare your old master!"。