Only now did Dunzi react, but it was already too late to regret. "So many zombies are about to come, and I am also anxious. What should I do now?"

This can’t be blamed on Dunzi, anyone would make such a decision in such a situation.

I patted Dunzi on the shoulder and said, "Dunzi, that's great. Even if you die trapped in this big tomb, it's better than being killed by those disgusting guys."

Only then did Dunzi come out of his guilt and said, "Well, it's a glorious point that I will die even if I die."

When Wang Keai heard what we said, he said nervously, "Don't keep dying, it sounds scary. Aren't we all still alive and well? There must be a road to the mountain, right, brother Shang Yang."

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Shang Yang smiled reluctantly. Judging from the expression on his face, he had doubts about whether he could get out alive.

"Okay, let's rest where we are and have something to eat to replenish our strength. I don't know where the tomb passage in front leads to?" Yamamoto Mumuzuo said.

I tore open the trouser leg that had been scratched by the zombies and took a look. I saw four bloody gashes on my calf, and the white flesh was spread out to both sides. My heart trembled when I saw it.

After seeing this, Wang Keai came to me anxiously, took out the life belt in her bag, and gently bandaged me.

The flashlight in Yamamoto Mu Xiangnan's hand suddenly flashed twice and then went out. Then he kept rummaging in his bag, "Oh no! There is a big hole under the backpack, and the spare flashlight and battery were lost at some point.

, do you still have a flashlight there?"

"This is the only one, the others are all in your bag." Dunzi said to Yamamoto Fukuno with the only flashlight in his hand.

Everyone was unloading the backpacks behind them, placing the contents on the floor, and rummaging through them carefully. After rummaging around, they all found their heads helplessly.

I looked at Shang Yang, who was holding several chemical glow sticks in his hand and shaking his head helplessly.

It seems that apart from the flashlight in Dunzi's hand, there are only a few fluorescent sticks that can illuminate us. In the dark tomb, the light source is like a bottle of water in the desert, which is absolutely indispensable.

Everyone gathered around eating cookies and discussing the strange voices in the tomb passage ahead.

Dunzi said that it was caused by ghosts, and Yamamoto Mumugao said that it might be some kind of physical effect. I think what he said is pure nonsense. Physical effect? ​​Even if sound can propagate in different media, it must at least have an origin, and the origin.

The location must be not far away. Even if it is transmitted from the ground, it cannot be so deep underground?

Shang Yang next to me suddenly touched my left hand on my knee. I turned my head and Shang Yang looked at me with a strange look. I couldn't tell what was going on, "What's wrong? Shang Yang

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"Nothing." Even Shang Yang's voice was different from usual, as if he was worried about something.

Since Shang Yang didn't want to say more, I guess he had his own intention, so I didn't ask further. Maybe I touched him accidentally, and I was just suspicious.

After a short rest and adjustment, we walked towards the tomb passage in front of us. The tomb passage was very short, only five or six meters. After passing through this section of the tomb passage, we entered a large tomb chamber. In the center of the tomb chamber were two white marble coffin beds.

There are two wooden coffins, one black and one red. On the black coffin there are dragons and clouds, and on the red coffin there are dancing phoenixes. The carving techniques are quite skillful.

I can understand the red wooden coffin with the picture of dancing phoenix engraved on it. The phoenix is ​​divided into the golden phoenix, the green phoenix, the black bird, the red bird, and the golden crow. Only the mother of the world can possess the golden phoenix. The phoenix on the red coffin is the green phoenix.

If Luan carries a watch for a concubine, then a certain concubine of the Northern Han Dynasty must be buried in the red hall.

But I don’t understand the patterns on the black wooden coffin. The dragons are divided into golden dragons, jackals, panchis, green dragons, and cloud dragons. The golden dragon represents the supreme and can only be owned by the emperor. Although the wooden coffin is carved with a golden and mighty golden dragon,

But the coffin itself is completely black. Influenced by the Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, yellow was on top and black was on the bottom. Only lower-class civilian coffins were painted with black paint, while royal coffins were all painted with yellow as the base.

What is going on? Did I make a mistake in my judgment? Who is in this black coffin? Why is the coffin so strange? Is the King of Northern Slave Slave lying in it?

Just when I was questioning, suddenly a white shadow more than one meter high suddenly floated along the top of the tomb. I was frightened and trembled suddenly. In the dark tomb, there was only the weak flashlight light in Dunzi's hand. The atmosphere was already panicking.

The white shadow floating by is even more frightening.

Dunzi and Yamamoto Mumugao were looking at how to pry open the wooden coffin, but they didn't notice the white shadow floating on the top of the tomb at all. Only Shang Yang and I turned around to see that scene, and Shang Yang nodded to me.

I understood what he meant without him having to say it. It seemed that Shang Yang had discovered this strange phenomenon before entering the tomb just now. He touched my hand to test whether I had noticed it. Perhaps he didn't want to make everyone too alarmed, so he didn't say anything.

exit.

Because the shadow passed by so fast, I could only see what looked like a man in white.

At this moment, my heart was pounding, and I seemed to be able to hear the beating sound clearly.

Dunzi took out the crowbar and was about to strike. This guy was so impatient that he would risk his life as long as he saw the coffin. In his eyes, as long as there was a coffin, there was money to be made.

I quickly stopped him and said, "Dunzi, don't rush to do it. There is something fishy in this tomb."

"What's wrong? I'm not telling you. You are always afraid of tigers and wolves. You are always suspicious. What should we be afraid of when we have a desert eagle in our hands?" Dunzi said to me impatiently.

"Can a gun kill zombies? Can it kill zombies? Who knows what will appear in an isolated tomb? Can the gun in your hand kill you?" Shang Yang said coldly.

Dunzi argued forcefully, "Don't talk about those useless things. There are so many messy things that we always encounter. If we don't lift it now, what are we waiting for?" Then he pushed him and I, and raised the crowbar.

To start.

Just when Dunzi was about to stuff the crowbar into the coffin, suddenly a white shadow slid across the floor of the tomb. Dunzi was so frightened that he threw the crowbar high and said, "Oh my god, what is this?"

The white shadow rushed toward me quickly, and I quickly dodged it. The white shadow slipped between me and Shang Yang like a big fish, and disappeared quickly, so fast that it was hard to see what it was.

Wang Keai jumped up in fright, "Ghost! There is a ghost!"

Yamamoto Mumuao's face was pale at this moment and his whole body was shaking. "There are too many weird things in China, too many..."

While everyone was panicking, Shang Yang, with a small movement that no one else noticed, drew on the palm of my hand the words "Behind! There is! Someone!"
Chapter completed!