"Brother Hao, Brother Hu, the candle is out~~" Yingzi exclaimed.
"We saw it, don't panic!" Hao Shuai calmed Yingzi's frightened heart and said with a calm expression.
In fact, Hao Shuai felt a little strange at this time. Why did the candle go out for no reason?
From a scientific point of view, this tomb is hidden deep underground and it is unlikely that it will be blown away by the wind. If there is not enough oxygen, Hu Bayi and the others will not have difficulty breathing, right?
From the perspective of ghosts, there shouldn't be any ghosts that can blow out the candles without Hao Shuai's perception?
How strange!
This supernatural world really cannot be examined with common sense!
"Fat man, put the jade back, let's get out of here quickly." Hu Bayi said in a hurry.
"Why? Besides, it's possible that there's something wrong with the candle you bought, Lao Hu. Next time, please buy better candles instead of always buying cheap ones." Fatty Wang gripped the ancient jade in his pocket tightly and complained.
"Fat man, I bought the candle. It is an authentic rice product and is windproof." Hao Shuai silently made up his mind.
"I don't care. I worked so hard to get here and I have gained so little. If you beat me to death, you won't let me go." Fatty Wang looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
"Fat man, this is a rule and cannot be broken." Hu Bayi said solemnly.
It's a pity that no matter what Hu Bayi said, Fatty Wang would bite him to death and wouldn't let him go.
"How about we light another candle and discuss it with the owner of the tomb. Can we just take one ancient jade?" Fatty Wang suggested.
In fact, Hu Bayi was not very willing to give up just like that. After hearing Fatty Wang's proposal, he thought about it and nodded: "Okay."
Hao Shuai on the side looked at the two people who seemed to be talking about cross talk, and almost laughed to death from them. The painting style was so scary and supernatural, but they turned it into a funny style.
These two guys can survive doing this. God is taking care of the Jedi. They have a hard life and there is no other reason.
"Don't go there, Fatty." Seeing that Fatty Wang was really planning to return an ancient jade, Hao Shuai hurriedly grabbed him.
"What's wrong? Magic stick." Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi looked at Hao Shuai in confusion.
Hao Shuai didn't say anything, he just pointed in the direction of the coffin.
Hu Bayi and the others followed Hao Shuai's fingers and saw that a big withered hand slowly stretched out from the huge coffin, and then the mummy sat up.
As the mummy sat up, a thick layer of red hair grew on its body facing the wind!
"F*ck! Red ***!" Hao Shuai couldn't help but cursed when he saw this. Shouldn't it be a zombie? How did he become a zombie?
You must know that the red *** is equivalent to the existence of the golden elixir stage. Although Hao Shuai is not afraid if he uses his full strength, there are still three problems here!
"Lao Hu, take Fatty and Yingzi out first." Hao Shuai instructed.
"Shengun, let's go together." Fatty Wang was still very loyal, but when he saw the zombie that had completely stood up, he still couldn't help but said: "Oh my god, what is this?"
Even Hu Bayi took a breath of air. He had heard from the elders that zombies would have white and green hair, but he had never heard of zombies with red hair!
"I'm going to stop you. Let's go quickly." Hao Shuai urged,
"Be careful, that magician. Fatty, Yingzi, let's go quickly." After all, Hu Bayi was someone who had been on the battlefield. He knew that indecision was the most taboo on the battlefield, so he immediately pulled Fatty and Yingzi and ran towards the tomb door.
The red *** seemed to be conscious. When he saw Hu Bayi and the others were about to leave, he let out a low roar, then raised his arms, jumped out of the coffin, and rushed towards the people.
This red *** must have been at least about 2.34 meters tall before he died. With one step of his two long legs, one step for each other and two steps for him, he was in front of Hao Shuai in less than three seconds, stretched out his big hand like a cattail fan and fiercely
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Hao Shuai wanted to test the strength of the red gun, and immediately his whole body's energy and blood exploded, and he attacked with all his strength with his right fist.
With a loud "Bang~", the red *** was knocked back by Hao Shuai's punch, and his body smashed his coffin into pieces, making a huge noise.
"Hey~~ Why is the red *** so weak?" Hao Shuai noticed something was wrong with just one punch.
"Good job, my god, come on!" Just when Hao Shuai was wondering, Fatty Wang's voice came from the tomb door.
Hao Shuai turned around and saw that it was Hu Bayi and the three of them hiding behind the tomb door, looking inside.
"You go quickly and close the tomb door to prevent it from running out. I will come back to you later." After knowing that the red gun was a parallel import, Hao Shuai had an idea and immediately asked Hu Bayi and the others to go up first.
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"That magic stick, we're going up first, be careful." Hu Bayi and the others saw Hao Shuai knocking the red-haired monster away with one punch, so they closed the tomb door with confidence and went up to wait for Hao Shuai.
After Hao Shuai confirmed that Hu Bayi and the others were gone, he turned around and showed a 'friendly' smile to the red *** who had just gotten up.
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five minutes later
Hao Shuai looked at the red gun with his arms broken and the corpse-killing charm on his forehead. After examining it carefully, he finally understood how the red gun came out.
It turns out that the Jin Kingdom general did not die of natural causes or illness. He was probably given death, which explains why he didn't even have any decent burial objects.
It is estimated that this guy had a lot of resentment in his throat when he died. In addition, he was turned into a zombie and buried in Pengyuegou, a geomantic treasure land. By some combination of circumstances, he turned into a zombie.
That's why this red *** is so weak?
Hao Shuai thought for a long time and was puzzled.
Later, he thought of a possibility, so he waved his hand, and his subordinates, General Heng Ha, appeared in the tomb.
"How do you feel?" Hao Shuai asked through mental communication.
“@#￥%……”
“@￥&&**……”
Through communication, we learned that their strength has been suppressed by an unknown force by a large level, and their strength is still slowly declining.
After hearing about the unknown force, Hao Shuai's first reaction was the saint's famous saying. The unknown force mentioned by General Heng Ha should be suppressed by the fate of the country.
This is not just talk, its importance can be seen.
Now is the period of growth. It is normal to be prosperous day by day. However, there is no suppression for people who practice Taoism like Hao Shuai. It is just that there is no trouble to replenish mana with spiritual energy.
"Breathe the corpse qi of this red **** to replenish it." After understanding the cause of the matter, Hao Shuai asked them to absorb the corpse qi of the red ****.
After all, this red *** has seven or eight hundred years of corpse energy, which cannot be wasted.
Hao Shuai didn't feel any psychological pressure at all as this zombie would never be reincarnated if it lost its corpse energy. Not to mention that this zombie should not have survived in the world in the first place, he just said that the Jin Kingdom general was not a good person when he was alive. Back then, he
It is estimated that many Jin soldiers invaded the Song Dynasty, and the number of killings caused was by no means a small number. For this alone, death was not a pity!
Moreover, General Hengha has these four hundred years of corpse energy, so his strength can be improved by a small level.
As the red corpse's corpse energy drained away, it finally turned into a pile of powder.
After returning General Heng Ha to his space, Hao Shuai came to the ear room and punched open the wall leading to the Kwantung Army fortress, pretending that Hao Shuai accidentally discovered it.
Hao Shuai no longer looked down upon the small amount of arms in the Kwantung Army's fortress, and he even had the entire United States' arms stored in his own space.
So he planned to take Hu Bayi and the others to visit here and contribute this fortress to the country.
By the way, I collected the bodies of the two poor children in the fortress.