Shallow habitat, back to the yang, extreme yin, the coffin is buried here, the body does not rot for several years, coupled with the climate and soil moisture, it is afraid of becoming a corpse over time.

"It seems that the description in the book is wrong", Yang Jian rummaged through a thick brick book, guiding everyone forward.

"Head", Hans scratched his head, "did you think there would really be zombies, this place".

"Look", Bob twisted his arm, "this bird place has nothing special except that it is a little colder".

"Whew", Sissi hugged Hans's thighs tightly, her body kept shaking, I don't know if she was scared or cold.

The sharpshooter looked curiously at the strangely shaped rocks around him.

"Don't be afraid", Bob touched Sissi's little head with his thick palm.

"I'm Bob after the palace."

With that, Bob walked to the back of the line, swaggering and waving his lightsaber.

"I didn't expect that this authoritative book would also make mistakes", Yang Jian closed the book with a little regret.

"If you have time, be sure to send a letter to their publisher to make corrections, and don't continue to mislead curious readers."

"Look," Hans spat out, "there may be some treasure underground."

"I said Sissi, why are you grabbing my belly?"

Bob was yelling in the back.

"Sissi is naughty again", Kaede plans to pinch Sissi's little ears.

He looked down and saw that Sissi was bouncing and walking.

"Bob, you're a birdman", Hans looked back impatiently.

"You're happy with your brother, aren't you?"

Yang Jian also turned his head, "Bob, this is unacceptable."

The focus was on Bob.

Bob stood still, not moving.

His expression was dull, his eyes glazed over, and his eyes were fixed at his feet.

I saw that the hairy calf was being grabbed by a sharp claw that came out of the ground, and it was almost immobile.

"Huh..." The crowd gasped.

"It turns out ... There really are zombies! The crowd was talking.

Looking at Bob's side again, the berserker who is a fighting nation is really bold.

The momentary sense of fear directly dissolves into his violent instinct.

"Grandma, dare to grab Uncle Ben's legs, you're so tired!"

Bob cursed, his blood surging.

Say that it was fast!

His thick palm, held directly into the claws of the eagle and pointed downwards, and grabbed the claws straight away.

"Get out of here!" , he roared angrily, domineering side leak.

The exposed arm of the green tendon was like a small crane, uprooting the owner of the claw.

With an ugly appearance, a withered body, and bloodthirsty eyes, this is a murderous zombie!

"Die! What the hell! ”

Bob lifted the robber high with one hand and slammed it to the ground.

"Bang!" and a puff of dust kicked up.

"Bang!" , the body snatcher was slapped to the other side.

"Bang bang bang!" , the sound of fighting, shouting and cheering.

It was almost a frenzied killing.

When everyone finally saw the corpse thief who was missing arms and legs, almost everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Tsk!"

Yang Jian exclaimed, "Our Bob is obviously a more terrifying existence than a monster!" ”