"Hey, why do I feel so cold?" The fat man looked around, and the fat on his face trembled.

I don't know why, but since I stepped into the tomb, I felt a sense of coolness. This is normal, the tomb is underground for many years, and it is natural to be cool all year round. It's just that Wang Fatzi doesn't know if it's an illusion, it's a little weird, and the air currents echoing in the tomb are around the left and right, as if someone is behind you, gently blowing wind in your ear.

"So that's true." Hu Bayi waved the torch in his hand, looked around by the light of the torch, and felt that the tomb was quiet, surrounded by black holes, and the light of the torch could not be completely covered, and as soon as it shot into the distance, it was swallowed up by darkness.

The flames of the torches danced and crackled, and the faces of the three people with three torches looked a little obscure under the jumping of the firelight. Inside the entire burial chamber, after they dug a cave to reach the burial chamber, they did not enter immediately, but waited for a while, waiting for the gas in the burial chamber to complete the exchange with the fresh air outside, and finally entered.

The birdcage that Wang Fatzi is now holding in his other hand, and the sparrows chattering in the cage are proof of harmlessness. On his back, he also carried a long-handled axe, which was prepared by the fat man to prevent possible dangers, whether it was a zongzi or something else, he gave it an axe and chopped it up.

"It should be there." Hu Bayi took out a compass from the package and fiddled with it, only to finally point to one place.

The long passage of the tomb, the darkness around them, only the light of their part. Fortunately, the three of them have each other to rely on, otherwise in such an environment, the darkness that seems to be popping up at any time is a serious challenge.

The sound of footsteps echoed, passing farther and farther. As he walked, Relic Yang also took out the prepared torch from the package, lit it, and planted it on the left and right along the way.

"Anyway, why don't you have a mechanism?" The fat man rubbed his hands, and at the end of their field of vision, a burial chamber appeared. He had regret on his face, to know that they had read the tomb robbery pen records, as well as the two mysterious tomb robberies handed down from the Common Era, and the tomb robbers in it often encountered all kinds of deadly traps set by the tomb owner in the process of tomb robbing!

Now such a dull process makes Wang Fatzi really feel that it is too boring.

"Do you think there really are some institutions in the world that can last for hundreds of years? No matter how subtle the trap is, under the corrosion of time, it will eventually become a pile of useless scrap metal. I called you less early, fairy tales are all deceitful, and they are no exception! Sariyang stepped into the tomb first.

The darkness was dispelled, and she saw at a glance a sarcophagus in the burial chamber, which had no decoration on it, and looked very ordinary. She looked around, her brows furrowed, the whole tomb was empty, there was not even a little superfluous thing, some were the lonely sarcophagus, if there was something, it could only be stored in the sarcophagus.

"This should have something to do with the level of the dungeon." Hu Bayi thought for a moment and answered. When they entered the tomb, they heard the sound of the system, reminding them that this was just a copy, and they didn't say anything about the difficulty of the copy, but now it seems that this copy is not difficult.

"Hey, this dead ghost looks quite poor, it's a bit unkind for us to do this, right?" Wang Fatzi muttered, put down the birdcage in his hand, fixed the torch in his hand in a corner, and walked towards the sarcophagus.

He muttered to himself again, and answered the question just now, "But money is such a thing, if you don't bring it in life or in death, you should give it to those who need it!" ”

"You don't mind, dude, do you? After all, if your brother is starved and thin, you can't bear it! Wang Fatzi's hand touched the sarcophagus, but he immediately withdrew his hand with a faster degree, and he took a breath of cool air, "Hey, why is it so cold?" ”

At this time, Hu Bayi had just walked to the southeast corner of the tomb (I forgot what the corner was, whatever!). He lit a candle, and as he crouched down to put the candle on the ground, he heard the cry of the fat man. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly saw that the candle in his hand had been extinguished.

"No......" he threw away the candle and jerked to his feet.

"Fatty, run!" Relic Yang screamed, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a sleeve arrow shot out.

"Roar!"

A terrible roar echoed throughout the burial chamber, and when they heard this piercing roar, all three of them had a feeling that their heads were about to explode. The sarcophagus in the tomb, the coffin lid was pushed upward, and the whole thing was smashed towards Wang Fatzi, and inside the sarcophagus, there was already a zombie wearing tattered clothes, a huge wound on his chest, and purple skin all over his body.

"Poof." The Hidden Arrow thrown by Relic Yang easily hit the heart of the purple zombie's chest, penetrating and sinking deep into its body. It's just that this zombie is a dead person, and there is no way to die again, it looks at Sariyang and roars even louder!

"Niang Xipi, what is it called, look at your fat man's power to split Huashan!" Wang Fatzi took a sip, and when the stone coffin lid smashed at him, he pulled out the axe on his back with his backhand, and chopped it out with an axe!

The entire stone slab was split open by him, and in an instant, it turned into countless fragments, splattering in all directions. The sharp stone cut through the skin of the fat man, leaving large and small cuts on his face and body, and every time there was an extra wound, the fat man snorted.

The purple zombie who was looking at Relic Yang suddenly turned around, and a blood-colored light appeared in his eyes at this moment. It ran towards the fat man, and in the process of running, sharp nails grew on the five fingers of both hands, and a trace of saliva fell from the corners of his mouth. It dripped to the ground, and immediately there was a "hissing" sound, corroding many small holes, and white smoke rising.

"Mother, Xipi! Sure enough, it's a poor ghost, seeing that you are so tattered, you go crazy when the fat man talks about money. What's wrong with the fat man asking for your money? The fat man's blood doesn't need money? Every drop of blood is condensed by heaven and earth, and you can't afford to pay for it! ”

"Then I have to let you die again!" With red eyes, Wang Kaixuan did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the zombie with an axe.

"This fat man ......" Hu Bayi shook his head helplessly, a long sword had already appeared in his hand, and he rushed to support Wang Fatzi as quickly as possible.

"Be careful, his blood should be corrosive, don't get corrupted."

(End of chapter)

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