The candle in the southeast corner was extinguished at some point, and the one in the fat man's hand was also extinguished by the grandson. The tomb was suddenly plunged into darkness. www...

I was breathing heavily, my chest was heaving violently, I opened my eyes wide and looked in vain at the place where the coffin was, and I felt the darkness in front of me shaking.

Bang bang... bang bang...

The violent impact echoed in the tomb chamber, and after an unknown amount of time, it finally subsided.

My mouth felt bitter, and my hand holding the shovel tightened. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, and then my feet seemed to hit something...

I retracted my feet as if I was electrocuted, raised the shovel and was about to swing it, when a sour smell hit my nostrils.

He suddenly put away the half-swung shovel and almost twisted his arm. Damn, I know this smell. I haven’t taken a shower for two months and only wore one set of clothes. This smell is like a fat man!!!

Fortunately, he has this kind of arrogance, otherwise we wouldn’t have done something that would have made the loved one happy? This grandson came over without making a sound. Before I had time to wipe the cold sweat from that end, the fat man was trembling.

The sound has come.

"Tao...Taozi, what...what should I do?"

Yes! What should I do? If you ask me, who should I ask? I tried my best to recall what the "Xunlong Supplement" said, but the more anxious I became, the less I could remember it. I usually recited things by heart, but now I couldn't remember a single word.

Come.

The more panicked I became, the less I could remember, and the less I remembered, the more panicked I became. When I fell into this vicious cycle and was about to close my eyes and wait for death, a cold feeling spread from my right wrist...

Just like drinking a large glass of well water in the dog days of summer, I suddenly calmed down. When a person calms down, his courage becomes stronger. I touched the black silver bracelet on my right wrist, and suddenly I felt heroic.

The old Zhang family has been fighting against each other for generations, and the real Captain Touching the Gold came to me. How could he not even be able to make a country rice dumpling? My courage turned to anger, and I stood up suddenly and shouted: "Fat man, light the lamp!"

Now, if you are lucky if you don't cut off your own head, how can you fight with Zongzi? People don't rely on their eyes. I just saw that the white-haired guy's eyeballs have long since died. It's not worthwhile to fight with him in the dark.

!

Maybe my tone of voice rubbed off on the fat man. He moved quickly and lit the fire in one go, and the tomb became bright again. The fat man placed the candle on the ground and stood next to me with a shovel in his hands.

Now I can finally see the appearance of the white-haired mummy clearly. The white hair on the face of the mummy is even thicker, and even the two exposed paws are covered with a thick layer. If you look closely, you can see that it is not really white.

Instead, there is a hint of blackness in the white.

Just as we were observing it, the body of the mummy changed again. We heard a burst of joints, just like blowing up a balloon. It grew a lot in size, and the originally dry skin suddenly became plump.

I took a deep breath. Looking at its appearance, I knew it was not easy to mess with.

"Taozi, is this the legendary Bai Ji?" The fat man poked me, his tone was quite calm, but his legs that were shaking like chaff underneath had given him away.

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

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

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

I didn't need to stop him, the fat man couldn't continue talking, because the person we were discussing turned his head to face us with his empty eye sockets, and it seemed that he had noticed the two of us.

The fat man is about 1.8 meters tall, which is already considered a big man, but compared with the zongzi in front of him, he is still one size smaller. After comparing his strength, he seems to be in danger today.

I was making a little calculation in my mind, wondering whether I should keep all the weapons to see if it would let us go. Unexpectedly, the fat man who had been silent for a long time suddenly let out a low roar, raised the shovel with both hands, and rushed straight towards the zombies.

passed.

Well done, you have the guts! At this point, there is nothing more to say. I held up the shovel and rushed forward with the fat man.

In the blink of an eye, the fat man had rushed in front of the zombie. He swung the shovel and smashed it on the zombie's head from left to right. Good guy, I shrank my neck when I saw it. How strong is the fat man? This shovel

If it hits someone, their head will fly away.

The zombie in front of me took such a hit, and his head immediately leaned weakly on his shoulders. It seemed that his neck was broken. However, this guy was obviously out of the human category, and the broken neck had no effect on him.

He put his hands together, grabbed the stunned fat man's neck, and then lifted him up and swung him towards the wall behind him.

There was a loud "bang", followed by another sound of something cracking. In a blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive positions were changed, and the fat man was pushed to the wall by it, and was lifted off the ground by his neck. Smoke and dust came from nowhere.

With this collision, it spread everywhere.

Soon after, when I arrived, the fat man's tongue had been strangled out. Without any hesitation, I used all my strength, rounded the shovel, and hit the zombie from behind.

I really couldn't imagine that what I was hitting was a flesh and blood body. I felt like I was hit by a stone. My whole body was knocked back several steps. My hands were numb and my chest felt tight.

Fortunately, although the zombie's body was hard, it was probably not heavy. After I hit it like this, it was knocked forward and jumped straight onto the fat man.

The fat man couldn't care less about his nausea at this time. He moved swiftly, like a little daughter-in-law who was pushed onto the bed. He pushed away the big zongzi who was leaning over to "kiss" him, and ran to me rolling and crawling.

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The fat man touched his neck and gasped, my hands were still shaking, and the zombie had climbed up again.

The first time I came out to fight, I met a big zongzi. It was really not an ordinary unlucky thing! I felt pain in my heart when I saw the zombie acting as if nothing had happened. We are not Taoist priests. How can we not defeat this zombie with our flesh and blood?

Monster fight.

Wait! Taoist priest? Zombie? I suddenly remembered that the "Xunlong Supplement" also recorded an exorcism and evil spell. Isn't this suitable for use? Thinking of this, I grabbed the mask and fell asleep when I hit the pillow. There was nothing to hesitate.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, the universe is borrowed from the law! All evils can be warded off, disease is easy." After saying this, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the zombie.

…

…

No reaction? The fat man and I looked at each other. No, there was a reaction. The zombie seemed to get excited at the smell of blood, and suddenly rushed towards us at a much faster speed than before.

The fat man and I screamed weirdly in unison, rolled and crawled through the zombies, leaned against the wall, panting heavily and looked at the zombies who had swapped places with us.

Fortunately, this zombie was very fierce, not very flexible, and turned very stiff, which gave us two some time to breathe.

"Taozi, why doesn't it work?" Fatty asked anxiously.

How do I know? I learned it from the book left by Grandpa Zeng, and I didn’t have the chance to catch a zombie and experiment with it. Maybe he didn’t even try it. He just heard someone say this and wrote it down in the book. Isn’t this right?

Do you want to kill our old Zhang family and exterminate their descendants?

"How about trying again?" The fat man saw that I didn't say anything and then asked.

Damn it, try again? Is it easy for me to grow a tongue? I still haven’t recovered from that moment.

In the time it took these two sentences, the zombies had already turned around and were approaching us.

We looked at each other and smiled bitterly, trying our best. We signaled to the fat man, and we rushed forward, one on the left and the other on the right.

I don’t know if my mouthful of blood just now aroused the zombie’s spirituality. It actually stretched out its two arms and held the two shovels of me and the fat man respectively. Then it shook its arms and felt a strong force coming from me.

The two of them staggered back again, hitting the wall behind them before stopping.

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

The location of the tomb, the distance between the wall behind it and the robber's cave, the distance between the robber's cave entrance and the deep ditch, etc., all turned into pictures that flashed and overlapped in my mind, and I felt a sudden realization.

"Fat man, get ready!" I pushed the fat man away, then bit the tip of my tongue cruelly, and sprayed another mouthful of blood at the zombie. At the same time, I shouted: "Grandson, come here if you have the guts!"

The blood was indeed a stimulant for the zombies. It sounded like a beast, making a gurgling sound in its throat and rushing towards me quickly.

I held my breath and gritted my teeth and stood still until the zombie's hairy hand almost touched the tip of my nose, then I suddenly ducked and rolled to the side.

Ignoring the pain in my body from the fall, I turned around and saw that the zombie had barely stopped where I was just standing, with its rough face pressed against the wall and its hands already deeply inserted into the wall.

"Fat man!" I yelled. I believe Fatty can understand what I mean. Over the years, we have fought countless fights together. The most important thing between us is a tacit understanding.

Sure enough, the fat man is an alert person. When he saw the zombie's two claws dug into the wall, he immediately understood what I meant. He rushed forward with a lunge and kicked the zombie's vest with a standard side kick.

"Crash..." The wall was carried by the zombie's body, and most of it collapsed, falling into the bottomless ravine with it.
Chapter completed!