Chapter XXXIII Weapon Racks

At this time, he heard the sound of tapping on the weapon rack, and then heard Zheng Xiaoming shouting at the zombies, and quickly opened his eyes. At this time, Zheng Xiaoming had already pulled to the weapon rack and hid in the space below, and the zombies outside were stretching out their claws to scratch Zheng Xiaoming inside.

His heart's words, Xiao Zheng, you are too stupid, just now you finally got under the table and escaped the pursuit of zombies, and now you are good, you ran out again.

Zheng Xiaoming knew very well in his heart that this time he ran out from under the table where the Chitai Guardian Spiritual Card was placed, and his fate was more than lucky, and it could be said that the hope of survival was almost zero. Now, it is impossible for him to hide under this weapon rack all the time, in case the zombie pulls him away all at once, his life will be over immediately. However, this is to save Lao He to do this, he really attracted the zombies over, after all, Lao He is not in danger now. He curled up as best he could, and then shouted loudly: "Lao He, hurry up to Lao Zhan, hurry up!" ”

Lao He saw that the zombie was next to the weapon rack, dancing its claws, and frantically grabbed Zheng Xiaoming who was hiding below. There was a trace of helplessness in his heart, he wanted to help Zheng Xiaoming, if it passed now, not only would he not be able to save Zheng Xiaoming, but he would also take his life in vain. How good is that!

Zhan Monkey saw that Lao He was still hesitating on the edge of the coffin, and hurriedly shouted: "Lao He, Xiao Zheng just went out to save you, you hurry up and come under the table!" ”

I thought, now I'll go under the table first, and then I'll figure it out. So, he hurried two quick steps and got under the table at once.

Zhan Monkey saw that Lao He had come in, and hurriedly said: "Don't move, don't knock down the spirit card on it, if you knock it down, the two of us will also be attacked by zombies." ”

As soon as Lao He came in, he asked curiously: "After getting under the table, why don't the zombies attack?" ”

Zhan Monkey hurriedly said: "There is a spirit card on the table, the zombie will not destroy his spirit card, he doesn't dare to touch this table, for fear that the spirit card will fall to the ground and break, so we are safe." These are all things that Xiao Zheng just told me. ”

Lao He nodded, and said like a dream: "So that's the case!" Xiao Zheng doesn't look at his young age, he still understands this! We're pretty safe here, we should find a way to rescue Xiao Zheng! ”

The zombie stared at Zheng Xiaoming with his eyes at this time, stretched his arm into the gap in the weapon rack, and kept grabbing him.

Thanks to the thick mezzanine in the middle of the weapon shelf, and the few weapons inserted in it are quite long, leaning against the wall of the tomb, so that there is a relatively large space below, so that the zombie reaches inside, and there is still about half a foot away from being able to reach Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming looked at the claws dancing on the top of his head, trembling all over, his heart was pounding, and he thought, it's too dangerous, just a little bit away, I will die here.

Lao He and Zhan Monkey saw that Zheng Xiaoming and the zombie were so close, and their hearts were in their throats, and the two really didn't dare to imagine what was going to happen.

Lao He frowned, grinned, his head shook back and forth in a hurry, looked at Zheng Xiaoming, and said loudly: "Xiao Zheng, you try to lower your body as much as possible, and then lower your head a little lower!" Zombies can't reach you yet! ”

Zheng Xiaoming's words, Lao He, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, do you know, now I'm about to become a roast chicken nest, I have tilted my head and stuck it on my knees, if I go any further, I have to drill into the soil layer below. He turned his neck slightly, revealing his face, staring at the claws shaking in front of him, and felt very panicked in his heart, and felt that when the zombie's nails swayed back and forth, with a cool air, it kept hitting his face, and he was so frightened that he kept breaking out in a cold sweat.

The zombie put his hand into the weapon rack and grabbed it randomly, but it didn't hurt Zheng Xiaoming, and he screamed angrily, and spit out white air masses in his mouth. He pulled out his arm, and then smashed the weapon rack down with both hands, making a "clang" sound, and the top iron bar made him smash a little deformed in a moment.

Zheng Xiaoming's words, if I stay here and wait all the time, I am waiting for death, the two claws of the zombie are too hard, and even the iron bars have made him smash and deform, at this speed, this weapon rack will have to be smashed beyond recognition for a while, and I will have no place to hide.

Zheng Xiaoming raised his head slightly, then turned his head to look, and found that the space formed between the weapon rack and the wall of the tomb allowed him to climb out. He looked at the table where the spirit tablets were placed, and felt that it was not very far from him. He counted it, and if he found an opportunity, crawled out of the space below, and then ran quickly under the table, maybe there was a chance to live.

The zombie was still screaming, desperately smashing down the weapon rack, the iron bar on it had been obviously recessed into a large piece, and the zombie's fingernails were scratched on the iron bar, accompanied by the sound of "snort", from time to time burst out glowing sparks.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Xiaoming thought in his heart that if he smashed it like this a few more times, the zombie would reach into its claws and hurt himself. I can't wait any longer, I have to start trying to run out. Thinking of this, he saw that the zombie had just raised its claws and started to smash down, and suddenly jumped to the other end of the weapon rack, and wanted to run out.

When the zombie saw that Zheng Xiaoming wanted to run out, he was stunned for a moment, and actually stopped the raised claws in the air. Then he let out a strange "wow", turned around slightly, and jumped towards the other end of the weapon rack.

Zheng Xiaoming took a look with his spare eyes and found that the zombie had jumped to the other end of the weapon rack, a little earlier than himself, and was already waiting for him to go out. He only felt that when the zombie jumped over just now, it brought a dark wind for a while, and suddenly pounced on himself. He was shocked, my goodness, this dead zombie is too fast.

The zombie was standing at the other end at this time, fluttering its claws, ready to catch Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming's words, it seems that I can't go out like this, the beating speed of the dead zombie is too fast, and there is no chance to run under the table at all.

After Lao He came under the table, he saw that Zheng Xiaoming had taken risks to save himself, and he was very upset. He had been watching Zheng Xiaoming's actions just now, and found that Zheng Xiaoming wanted to run over, but he didn't have a chance. He was very anxious, if he waited like this for a while, Zheng Xiaoming would have to let the zombies tear apart. He shouted at Zheng Xiaoming: "Xiao Zheng, don't worry, you stay inside now and don't come out!" He's too fast! ”

Zheng Xiaoming heard Lao He's voice, the words of his heart, can I not be in a hurry? In the face of such a dead zombie, I can't stay in it anymore! I've got to find a way to get out of this place! Suddenly, he had an idea. He thought, Lao He, this kid is quite strong, if he can slowly move the table to this side, won't he be able to get under the table. That's right, that's it!

Zheng Xiaoming curled up in the small space under the weapon rack and shouted loudly, "Lao He, can you move the table to my side?" ”