Everyone was full of hope and motivation because of Zhao Wenshan's words.

"This is a rifle. Let's look around and see what we have found."

Bai Cangcang spoke and suggested.

The eagle nodded and ordered.

“Expand carpet search.”

Zhao Wenshan also said.

"Then I will be responsible for recording some research and seeing if there are any discoveries on the portrait brick."

Lin Yiyi stayed to take care of Zhang Ziling.

Unscrew the bottle cap and acted to feed Zhang Ziling water.

Zhang Ziling directly reached out and grabbed the bottle in his hand and drank it himself.

If there is no Qilin's precious blood this time, everyone will have to die here when they meet the thousand-year-old monster.

Zhang Ziling leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and rested.

This time, the blood was released too much, which hurt the origin.

Ruth was more careful next time.

Before, Zhang Ziling protected them, but now it is their turn to take care of him.

"Zhang Ziling, do you want to eat?"

Lin Yiyi shook in front of him with the compressed dry food.

Zhang Ziling didn't even open his eyes.

Sima Zhe and Hu Yangming whispered for a while.

At this time.

Sima Zhe suddenly found a clay pot swaying slightly in the corner.

"What's wrong?"

Hu Yangming asked in a low voice when he saw something was wrong with his expression.

Sima Zhe put his index finger on his mouth to make a boo.

He pointed to the clay pot behind Hu Yangming.

Hu Yangming turned around and saw the clay pot swaying slightly.

The two looked at each other and slowly approached with their bodies.

Looking down at the few clay pots under your feet, you can't see anything in the black hole.

Strangely, the clay pot didn't move anymore.

Hu Yangming decisively said: "There is something in it."

Hu Yangming nodded.

I don't know what's inside.

Sima Zhe grabbed the edge of the pottery jar and shook it hard.

No reaction.

There was no sound, either.

"Huh? It's strange, is there nothing inside?"

No matter how Sima Zhe shook, he didn't respond, so he squatted down and put his eyes on him.

It was dark inside and there was nothing to see.

Hu Yangming shrugged and said, "Maybe we have misunderstood."

"Impossible, special forces will not mislead."

Sima Zhe shook his head, not believing in evil, so he raised the pottery jar, shaking it hard.

I haven't seen anything fall down for a long time.

Could it be that I was really wrong?

Sima Zhe muttered to himself, facing the mouth of the pottery jar, opened his eyes wide and looked in, and his hands shook again.

Suddenly.

Sima Zhe's eyes went dark.

I just felt a tingling pain on my face, as if some bug was crawling on it.

"Corps...Corpsy!"

Hu Yangming's fearful voice rang out on the side.

"What!"

Sima Zhe was shocked and instantly realized that a corpse was crawling on his face!

"Clang."

When his hands loosened, the pottery jar fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

"Ahhh!"

Sima Zhe screamed strangely and slapped off the object on his face in a hurry.

The things were shot down and the vision was clear.

Sima Zhe lowered his head and saw a round corpse slut under his feet, his body facing the sky, his back against the ground, and his sharp limbs slid, trying to struggle to turn over.

"Damn the nausea bug, go to death!"

Sima Zhe was furious. It turned out that this was such a corpse that embarrassed himself.

He raised his foot and stepped on it hard.

"Baji."

The corpse was stomped off, and the green liquid mixed with the intestines ejected.

When Sima Zhe turned his head, he found that Hu Yangming was so far away from him.

He said with a proud look: "It's just a corpse. No matter how many people come, it's just my own kick."

When everyone heard the sound, they turned their heads to look at it.

The expression became very exciting in an instant, and the eyes were filled with panic.

Sima Zhe frowned.

"It's just a corpse, there's no need to make such a fuss."

Hu Yangming's trembling voice rang aside.

"Captain Sima, you...above your head."

Knock.

Sima Zhe's heart was shocked and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He slowly raised his head as stiff as mechanically.

I saw that the bricks behind me were covered with dense corpses!

"Damn!"

Sima Zhe swears, and his figure is so scared that he retreats repeatedly.

“Crunch.”

More and more corpses emerged from the cracks in the corners of the wall.

The ground, wall, and top are full of corpses!

Overwhelmingly, countless corpses emerged!

"I didn't expect these corpses to chase after them!"

The faces of the Eagle and others were ugly.

Zhang Ziling opened his eyes and his face became solemn.

Lin Yiyi immediately understood and hurriedly walked to him and squatted down slightly, helping him up.

Zhang Ziling tried his best to stand up, but it was still very laborious.

"Brother Zhang, what should I do now!"

Zhao Wenshan shouted anxiously.

As the zombie tide contracted and approached, everyone was forced into a corner.
To be continued...