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Chapter 8 [Nearly Alive]

The candle in the southeast corner was gone at some point, and the fat man's hand was extinguished by the grandson. The tomb chamber suddenly fell into the darkness of the invisible fingers. www...

I gasped, my chest was undulating violently, my eyes widened, and I looked at the place where the coffin was in vain, feeling the darkness in front of me shaking.

Bang bang...bang bang...

The violent impact echoed in the tomb chamber, and it finally calmed down after a while.

My mouth was bitter, and my hand holding the shovel tightened again. Suddenly, a rustling sound came, and then my feet seemed to have touched something...

I retracted my feet like an electric shock, lifted the shovel and was about to swing it over. At this time, a sour smell came to my nose.

I suddenly pulled the half-swapped shovel and almost twisted my arm. Damn, I'm accustomed to this taste. I only wear one set of clothes if I don't take a shower for two months. It's a fat man!!!

Fortunately, he has this sexy aura, otherwise we wouldn't have done something that the relatives are sore and the "zongzi" are so happy? This grandson doesn't make any noise when he comes. Before I could wipe the cold sweat on the other end, the fat man's trembling voice had already come.

"Tao... Taozi, what... what to do?"

Yes! What to do? Ask me, who will I ask? I desperately recall what was said in "Seeking Dragons and Supplements", but the more anxious I am, the less I can't remember it. I usually remember something that I memorize, but now I can't remember a word.

The more I panicked, the more I couldn't remember, the more I couldn't remember, the more I was panicked. When I was trapped in this vicious cycle and was about to close my eyes and wait for death, a cold spread from my right wrist...

It was like pouring a large cup of well water on the dog days of summer, and I calmed down suddenly. As soon as I calmed down, my courage became stronger. I touched the black silver bracelet on my right wrist and felt proud.

The old Zhang family has fought for generations, and the authentic gold-touching captain passed to me. Can't even make a rural rice dumpling? I became angry and stood up suddenly and shouted in a low voice: "Fatty, light the light!"

Now that is the case, if you don’t cut your own head, you will be lucky. How can you fight with Zongzi? It’s not up to me. I just looked at it, my white-haired man’s eyes were already rotten, and it’s not worth it to do with it in a dark and ignited way!

Maybe my tone infected the fat man, he moved very quickly, and the fire suddenly lit up, and the tomb room became brighter again. The fat man put the candle on the ground and stood beside me with a shovel.

Now I finally saw the appearance of the white-haired mummy clearly. The white hair on the mummy's face became even thicker, and even the two exposed claws were covered with thicker layers. After careful look, it was not really white, but black air was revealed in the white.

Just as we observed it, the mummy's body changed again. There was only a burst of joints, just like blowing a balloon. Its entire size was so big that it was, and its originally shriveled skin instantly became full.

I gasped and saw that it was not easy to mess with.

"Taozi, is this the legendary white evil spirit?" The fat man poked me, his tone was quite calm, but his legs, which were shaking like sieve, had already betrayed him.

"It's the legendary Bai Yao..." Is this my voice? Why does it sound so dry and astringent!

"It's really Bai Fei! I didn't expect to actually see it..." The fat man started talking nonsense.

Damn, what are you talking about! I took a deep breath and calmed down again.

I don't need to stop it, the fat man couldn't say anything anymore because the person we were discussing was turning his head and looking at us with empty eyes. It seemed that he had discovered the two of us.

The fat man is about 1.8 meters tall and is already considered a big man, but compared with the Zongzi in front of him, he is still a size smaller. After comparing his strength, it seems that today is in danger.

I was thinking about whether to leave all the Ming weapon behind and see if it would let us go. Unexpectedly, the fat man who didn't make a sound for a long time suddenly growled, held the shovel high with both hands, and rushed towards the zombie.

Good, good! So far, there was nothing to say. I held the shovel and rushed up with the fat man.

In the blink of an eye, the fat man had already rushed to the zombie. He swung the shovel, from left to right, and hit the zombie's head. What kind of strength did the fat man have? If this shovel was swung on someone, he would have no idea where his head would have flew.

The zombie in front of him was hit by this, and his head was immediately leaned weakly on his shoulder. It seemed that his neck was broken. However, this guy was obviously out of the human category. The broken neck had no effect on him. He closed his hands and grabbed the neck of the fat man who was stunned, and then he held him and swung him towards the wall behind him.

There was a loud "bang", followed by another sound of something cracking. In the blink of an eye, the offense and defense changed positions, and the fat man was pressed to the wall by it, strangling his neck and lifted it away from the ground. There was nowhere smoke and dust coming from, as the collision rang everywhere.

It was time to say that, when I arrived, the fat man's tongue was strangled. Without hesitation, I used my energy to slam the shovel and gave it to the zombie from behind.

I really can't imagine that I was swinging a flesh and blood body. I felt like I was hitting a stone. I was shocked several steps back, my hands were numb, and my chest felt even more stuffy.

Fortunately, although the zombie's body is hard, it is afraid it is not heavy. After I smashed it like this, it was beaten forward and rushed straight to the fat man.

The fat man didn't care about being disgusted at this time. His movements were quick, just like a young wife pressed on the bed. He suddenly pushed away the big rice dumpling that was leaning forward to "kiss" and rolled and crawled to me.

The fat man touched his neck and panted heavily, my hands were still shaking, and the zombie had already crawled up again.

When I first came out to fight, I encountered a big Zongzi. It was really unlucky! I felt bitter when I saw the zombie as if nothing had happened. We are not a Taoist priest, so how could we fight against this undead monster with our flesh and blood?

Wait! Taoist priest? Zombie? I suddenly remembered that there was a curse for exorcism and evil warding in "Seeking Dragons and Supplements". Isn't this just suitable? Thinking of this, I grabbed the mask and encountered a pillow when I was sleepy. There was nothing to hesitate about.

"The world is endless, and the universe borrows the method! All evils are resistant to the easy, and they are dying." After reciting, he bit his tongue and sprayed blood at the zombie.

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Didn't react? The fat man and I looked at each other. No, there was a reaction. The zombie seemed to smell the smell of blood and suddenly rushed towards us at a much faster speed than before.

I screamed in unison with the fat man, rolled and crawled over the zombies, leaned against the wall, and gasped at the zombies who had exchanged positions with us.

Fortunately, this zombie is a little more fierce, not very flexible, and turns hard, which gives us time to breathe.

"Taozi, why doesn't it work?" the fat man asked anxiously.

How do I know? I learned from the book left by Grandpa Zeng, but I didn’t have the chance to catch a zombie experiment. Maybe he hasn’t tried it, but he just remembered it in the book after hearing what someone said. Isn’t this going to cause our Zhang family to lose their descendants?

"Or why don't you try again?" The fat man saw that I didn't say anything and continued to ask.

Damn, try again? Is it easy for me to grow a tongue? I haven't recovered yet.

With just these two sentences, the zombie turned around and rushed towards us.

They looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and tried hard. After signaling to the fat man, we rushed up from left to right.

I don’t know if my mouthful of blood just now aroused the spirituality of the zombie. It actually stretched out its arms and held the two shovels of my fat man and me, and then shook his arms. It felt a strong force surge. We staggered back and hit the wall behind us before stopping.

Click..., the sound of something cracking sounded again. This time I got closer and clearly heard it was from the wall behind me.

The location of the tomb chamber, the distance between the wall behind me from the thief hole, the distance between the entrance of the thief hole from the deep ditch, etc., all turned into patterns and flashed in my mind, overlapping, and I had an enlightenment in my heart.

"Fatty, get ready!" I pushed the fat man away, then bit my tongue hard, and sprayed blood at the zombie with another mouthful of blood, while shouting, "Suncle, come here if you have the guts!"

Blood was indeed a stimulant for zombies. I could only hear it as if it was like a beast, and a gurgling sound came from my throat, and it rushed towards me quickly.

I held my breath and stood still with gritted teeth until the zombie's hairy hands were about to touch the tip of my nose. Then I lowered my body and rolled towards the side.

Regardless of the pain of falling, I turned my head and saw that the zombie barely stopped my body in the position where I just stood, her fur face pressed against the wall, and her hands were already deeply inserted into the wall.

"Fatty!" I shouted. I believe the fat man should be able to understand what I mean. Over the years, I have fought together countless fights. What we don’t lack the least is tacit understanding.

Sure enough, the fat man was a waking man. When he saw that the zombie had both claws stuck into the wall, he immediately understood what I meant. He rushed forward with a quick step, kicking the zombie's vest with a standard side kick.

"Chala..." The wall was carried by the zombie's body and collapsed most of it, falling into the bottomless ravines as it all went.
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