The Scourge of Witchcraft Chapter 20: The Shadow of the Dead (2)

After a while, the light began to dim slowly, and from the whole dimming process, I could clearly see that the light was shining on the stick, and finally, the light disappeared completely, and my eyes were dark again.

That cloth bag contains what Huang Dawei took out of the coffin, this product is really cunning, the last bag was cut by me to make a mask, but I didn't expect him to get another bag.

I thought to myself that this power showed me the stick, probably telling me that the stick would save my life, and although I didn't know how to use the roller, I knew that the first thing I would do when I got back to the real world was to get the stick.

Sure enough, when I returned to the darkness, it didn't take long for the darkness to begin to shrink, and finally, the darkness contracted into a dot, and then disappeared, and my eyes became Huang Dawei lying on the ground.

I don't know how far away the zombies are from me now, but judging by their footsteps, they should be right behind me, but I ignored them, I held my breath, got up from the ground, and finally almost flew to Huang Dawei's cloth bag, and took the stick out of it.

But when I took it out, I was stunned, the mysterious stick I thought could save my life turned out to be just a very old scabbard, and even this scabbard was not made of metal, but some kind of wood, judging by the texture, it is estimated that if I hit it a little harder, this scabbard would have to be turned into pieces.

I really can't understand how this thing is going to save my life, is there some magic attached to it?

I was holding my scabbard and couldn't figure it out, when I heard footsteps getting closer and closer to me.

I turned over and saw that one zombie had already walked up to my feet, and the other two were only about ten meters away from me.

Suddenly, I heard Qiu Yan's voice above me, and I remembered that I had run towards Qiu Yan before entering the darkness.

"Zimu, you're awake!"

I looked up and saw that Qiu Yan was hanging from the rope, and it looked like she was trying to climb down from it.

"What are you doing down? Get on it! I shouted as I got up from the ground and ran towards the nearest coffin.

At this time, I heard Qiu Yan behind me shouting, "Zimu, what's wrong with you?" ”

I didn't understand why Qiu Yan asked that, so I didn't answer her, and when I ran behind the coffin and looked back, I found that Qiu Yan had already crawled out.

"Zimu, are you alright?"

"It's fine!" I saw that there was a coffin between myself and the zombies, and there was no danger for the time being, so I replied to Qiu Yan.

"But you just ~~~~ corpse rotting fungus~~~~ are you okay?" Qiu Yan took the trouble to sniff, and I finally understood what she meant.

I fell into the darkness because of the corpse rotting fungus, and when I came back to reality, I was running around like no one, but just now I was busy avoiding the zombies and forgot about it.

That's right! What's wrong with me? Huang Dawei, who was also killed in the corpse rotting fungus, is still lying on the ground dying and struggling, why am I nothing at all?

I saw the zombie walk to the coffin, and after I found that I had crawled twice and failed to climb onto the coffin, he began to come around from the side, so I found another coffin and ran over.

When I stopped by the coffin again, I finally realized that something was wrong.

Although the zombies moved very slowly just now, my running speed was not slow at all, and at such a speed, even if I had a strong physical fitness, it was impossible not to breathe at all.

But I clearly found that not only did I not breathe, but I couldn't even breathe, as if my body didn't need oxygen at all.

Frightened by my own situation, I reached out with one hand and touched my chest, trying to feel the heaving of my lungs, but when I did, I found that I didn't even have a heartbeat.

No breathing, no heartbeat, then I, isn't I a dead man?

I can't help but think of the side effects of drinking medicine that my grandmother said before, she said that my breathing and heartbeat will become slow after drinking medicine, she said that the effect of that medicine is to make me try to become a dead person, but she also said that after drinking medicine, I can't do strenuous movements, and my physical fitness will deteriorate.

But when I fought against the zombies just now, I didn't feel my body deteriorate at all. What the hell is going on?

However, this was not the time to think about this, and I saw that after I had circled a few coffins, the three zombies gradually converged, and they were splitting into two ways to outflank me from both sides of the coffin.

Although I found that the scabbard to be of no help to my current situation, the fact that the power signaled to me meant that it was a very important thing.

I stuck the scabbard in the belt behind me, and when the zombies circled around the coffin, I jumped up, jumped over the coffin, and ran towards the exit.

Qiu Yan had already untied the rope from the ladder at this time, and she tied the two ropes together, and when I saw that Qiu Yan could climb out with this rope, I estimated that she could bear my weight.

I threw away the flashlight in my hand and sprinted towards the exit, and when I was about to reach the exit, I jumped and grabbed the rope.

I saw Qiu Yan lying on the edge of the exit with a happy smile, and then followed the rope to the side.

I stabilized my body and began to climb up, at this time, I couldn't take care of Huang Dawei below, I thought to myself that I would wait until I climbed out and then find a way to get him out, if he had a good life, I would be able to find a way before the zombies arrived, but if he had a bad life, I wouldn't be surprised!

Just when I thought I was about to be saved, the rope in my hand suddenly fell down, I was startled, looked up, and found that Qiu Yan's knot was loose, and before I could shout, I saw the rope fall out of the stammer, and then fell backwards myself.

After falling, I didn't care about the pain, and thought to myself that I couldn't be more reckless, or I would have to die here.

"Qiu Yan, quickly find a way to call someone!" After shouting at Qiu Yan, I rolled over and got up, and ran towards the other corner of the tomb.

The torches we brought with us had been thrown aside and had been extinguished, and the flashlights had been thrown away by me, so I couldn't see anything when I ran into the corner, and I could only judge the location of the zombies by the light of the flashlight that fell on the ground and the faint night light at the exit.

I tried my best to discern the layout of the coffin in front of me, and wondered how to separate the zombies that had regrouped, because only by separating them could I get rid of them one by one, even if I held them in place for a while as before, and bought myself a little more time.

The zombies were getting closer and closer to me, and I had figured out how to separate them, and I waited quietly for the right moment, when suddenly, one of the zombies seemed to have tripped over something and suddenly fell to the ground.

I was secretly overjoyed, and this was the time for me to act.

I jumped on the coffin in front of me, and then jumped from the coffin to the zombie, at the moment of landing, I quickly reached out and pushed the zombie in front, the zombie couldn't bear the strength, and was pushed down by me, and then, I didn't stop, and led another zombie to the coffin next to me, so that even if the two zombies got up, they were separated from the zombie by two coffins, and if I tried to attract them to chase me for a while, I could make the distance between them wider.

However, my wishful thinking didn't work out, and as I drew the zombie further and further along the route I had planned, I suddenly felt a strong wind blow behind me.

I could feel the wind coming towards me, so I instinctively ducked to the side, and then I heard a loud "clang" and a heavy object smashed on the coffin in front of me.

For a moment, the tomb was full of dust, and even the ground was shaken by this sound.

I looked back and found that the thing was thrown by the zombie over there, I looked at the thing that was smashed again, and found that it was a coffin lid.

I immediately realized that it wasn't as simple as a zombie being able to smash me with a coffin lid, but that the barrier between me and the zombie had disappeared, and it was likely that another zombie would emerge.

I would never have thought that I would meet zombies in my ancestral grave before I went to the grave, and it was impossible for me to think that these zombies would become more and more like hatching eggs.

At this moment, the zombie I had been fascinated by staggered over the collapsed coffin, and I quickly ran away.

However, this is not the worst case, as I was running away, I heard things coming from time to time, these things were like cannonballs, and they kept hitting the coffins next to me, these coffins looked like they were made of cement, but I didn't expect to be so smashed, and when I smashed them, it was a hole.

So, after I ran for a while, I hid in the corner and found a few more zombies, these zombies are like the ones played in foreign horror movies, staggering in the dim burial chamber and gradually converging, and because of the more and more smashed coffins, these zombies can throw more and more things in their hands, and I have less and less space to hide.

At this point, I don't have to think about how to subdue them, I just think about where to hide next.

In this way, I followed a group of zombies to play a game of peek-a-boo, and before I knew it, there were more than a dozen zombies, and their shadows were particularly terrifying in the faint light, leaving less and less room for me to escape.

Running and running, I found myself back at the exit, Huang Dawei below the exit has no movement, I don't know if he is dead, Qiu Yan above the exit is gone, it is estimated that she ran to call someone.

Suddenly, a stone flew past my ear and smashed against the broken pillar, causing the pillar to shake for a while, as if the earth on the pillar was about to collapse.