In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,Poor families, unable to afford coffins, often wrap their deceased in straw mats or use a few pieces of wood as makeshift coffins. These are coincidentally yellow, hence the association of yellow coffins with the impoverished.,The wildcat was directly smashed to death by Chenpi inside the coffin, its head burst and bleeding. This scene was something no one had expected.。