Broken gold sprinkles on the ground, and the foam and dust are all in the beam of light.

Zhong Shenxiu lay on the bamboo chair, picked up the celadon tea cup, lightly draped a mouthful of tea with a faint fragrance, turned over a few pages of the slightly yellowed textbooks in his hand, and sighed softly.

"The changes in the Chinese textbook are becoming increasingly difficult to understand. I really don't know what those people are thinking."

After complaining softly, he seemed to think of something and smiled: "I am the owner of a small bookstore. Why do I think so much? It seems that I am so idle during this period."

After throwing the textbook in his hand to the table, Zhong Shenxiu looked at the beam of light that sprinkled through the gaps between the leaves and fell into deep thought. However, not long after, Zhong Shenxiu felt heavy eyelids, so she closed her eyes, breathing gradually slowed and evenly, and fell asleep.

However, what Zhong Shenxiu didn't notice was that when he fell asleep, the book he threw on the table gradually flashed, and the light spread to all the books in the room. After about a few minutes, the light suddenly became a ray of light and swept across Zhong Shenxiu, and then disappeared.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly woke up, but what caught his eye was not the familiar beige ceiling, but the pitch-black rock.

"What's going on? Haven't you woke up yet? Are you still dreaming?"

Zhong Shenxiu sat up and looked around, feeling a little confused.

Then, he twisted his face.

Yes, it hurts a lot.

It seems not to be a dream.

But, what is the situation?

Prank? Time travel? Main God game?

Zhong Shenxiu was ecstatic for a while, stood up, squinted her eyes and looked around.

It was pitch black all around, and only a few ancient bronze lamps emitted some light to illuminate the small area around.

With this light, Zhong Shenxiu discovered that he seemed to be in an ancient tomb.

Because he found a coffin lying horizontally in front of him.

Zhong Shenxiu was not very panicked when she found the coffin.

Although Zhong Shenxiu has many shortcomings, she has one advantage, that is, she is calm and can calm down quickly no matter what she encounters.

It is quite a bit like an ancient general who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and remained calm.

From this point of view, the possibility of pranks is not high. No matter how much pranks are, it is impossible to transform your bookstore into an ancient tomb.

The most likely possibility is time travel or some main god game.

As for which one it is, it remains to be studied.

However, no matter which one, it represents danger, extreme danger.

Because, even if it is not the main god game, as the owner of a bookstore, traveling to an ancient tomb, even if there are no zombies and wild ghosts, various mechanisms will be enough to kill his life.

Moreover, maybe there are zombies.

Thinking of this, Zhong Shenxiu smiled bitterly. It’s really a person who sleeps at home, and disaster comes from heaven.

However, before Zhong Shenxiu could smile bitterly, a shrill roar came from the tomb passage, his voice hoarse, as if the vocal cords had collapsed and were full of hostility.

There are really zombies!!!

Zhong Shenxiu was shocked and had no time to tell why the zombie screamed. She shot around her eyes and found a dark corner. She rushed over and hurriedly hid.

Hiding in the corner, Zhong Shenxiu calmed down. What should I do next?

Zhong Shenxiu began to recall how to deal with zombies.

Black donkey hoof?

No.

Black dog blood?

No.

Ink dou?

No.

Talisman?

No.

Mahogany?

No.

There is nothing that Zhong Shenxiu can recall that can deal with zombies.

Could it be that I will go out to fight with this big zongzi?

Let’s not talk about whether Zhong Shenxiu’s small body can fight with each other. Just talking about the various toxins on this zombie, once they break a little, it will be enough to kill Zhong Shenxiu.

Moreover, looking at the zombie's posture, being able to move freely is at least a white zombie, and maybe even higher.

Not to mention higher-level ones, even Bai Zombie himself can't deal with it.

What should I do?

Zhong Shenxiu was thinking about a way to escape when he suddenly heard a loud roar: "Oh, look at your Grandpa Wu's Hercules Fist."

Afterwards, Zhong Shenxiu heard the sound of bang bang endlessly, as if it was the sound of his fist colliding with the body of a zombie.

Zhong Shenxiu was happy when she heard the sound. Someone seemed to be a trainer and was saved.

But Zhong Shenxiu was not impulsive, but tiptoed along the wall to the connection between the tomb passage and the tomb chamber, close to the wall, and then carefully poked out half of his head from the corner and looked into the tomb passage.

Three figures were imprinted into Zhong Shenxiu's eyes, but Zhong Shenxiu was myopic and could not see clearly.

So, Zhong Shenxiu frowned, narrowed her eyes, looked into the field hard, and finally saw it clearly.

Two people and one zombie.

One of these two people is a hunchbacked old man in a black robe, holding various ink buckets and wrapping them around the zombies.

One was a tall and strong man, wearing short-strikes, with fists on his fist, and was punching the zombie with one punch, knocking the zombie back to its original position, as if he was buying time for the old man.

While beating, he shouted, "Master Zhou, hurry up, I can't hold on anymore. This big zongzi is too hard."

The old man named Master Zhou jumped flexibly and wrapped in ink lines on the green zombie, replying: "You can't hold on in just a few strokes. You Wu Daming used to call yourself the most powerful person in Lizhou City. I think you are just swearing."

Master Zhou said that Wu Daming was so angry that he screamed, but Wu Daming was not good at talking and had nowhere to vent his anger. He could only vent his anger on the zombie in front of him. The force of punching could not help but increase, and for a moment it put the zombie at a disadvantage.

Looking at the zombie, it was surrounded by a faint green mist, and the skin was green all over the body, with fangs exposed, eyes turned white, blood was faintly around the eyeballs, and nails were long and sharp. The robe on her body seemed to be broken because she was old and had been hung on her body in groups of three or three.

When Zhong Shenxiu saw the green mist and green skin around the zombie, he suddenly felt a thrill in his heart.

This is a green zombie.

This is the third level of zombies.

According to Zhong Shenxiu's records from an ancient book, zombies are divided into purple zombies, white zombies or black zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies, wandering zombies, wandering zombies, hidden zombies, unshaved bones, even drought zombies, roars, etc.

If you don't talk about him, just talk about this green zombie, the corpse energy emitted by the corpse and the body of the zombie are green. Compared with the white zombie and the black zombie, it jumps very quickly, not afraid of people, not afraid of domestic animals, but only the sunshine.

Zombies of this level are no longer something that ordinary people can defeat.

Moreover, the green zombie poison of the green zombie is already extremely terrifying. Not only will it be infected with corpse poison if it is cut through his skin, but the green mist around it is the corpse energy. If you smell too much corpse energy, you will also be infected with corpse poison.

If you are infected with this corpse poison, the mild ones will greatly damage your vitality, and the severe ones will die and turn into zombies.

Therefore, this kind of green zombie needs professionals to deal with.

However, looking at the appearance of these two people in the field, it seemed quite professional. Zhong Shenxiu sincerely hoped that these two people could successfully destroy the big rice dumpling.

No matter what, people can communicate. This big rice dumpling may not even communicate except to bite yourself to death.
Chapter completed!