The night temperature was very low, even I could see my own white breath. Inside the white coffin, the woman didn't look old, she was in her prime, wearing a burial shroud, with a waist like willow branches and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant. Yet there was a circle of black stitching on her neck.,Just now, Chen Pi was scared by the black stitches on the neck of the female corpse.,“For heaven's sake, don't let this stray cat jump into the coffin and touch the corpse!”。