The thought was like a bolt from the blue, slowing my movements, and before I could react, it was already slapping my gas mask and flying my gas mask out with a single palm.

A sour stench rushed into my nostrils, and I almost didn't spit it on its face, and even the stinking swill gutter smelled better than that.

The old horse had already climbed up, and when he saw that my gas mask had been knocked off, he hurriedly shouted, "Hold your breath, there may be corpse poison!" ”

Nima, why didn't you say it earlier, even if there is corpse poison, I have already inhaled it!

I didn't have time to think about it, and I wielded it with a sapper shovel in my hand, and the zombie was fast and nimble, and though it couldn't bite with half of a donkey bone in its mouth, it was more than enough to fan my face off with the strength of its flying gas mask.

I feel that my flexibility has improved several notches compared to the beginning, and sure enough, people's potential is forced out, and this black hair pounced on it a few times, and then turned to the old horse.

"Nima!" The old horse's cry is not terrible.

He was originally holding a sapper shovel and wanted to attack from behind, but he wanted to turn around and run to him with black hair, and I wanted to cry when I looked at the back of this man in a tunic suit.

I'm sure this is really my great-grandfather, who not only died in this tomb, but also became a zombie.

But now is not the time to grieve, it has completely lost its mind, just a zombie who wants to kill us.

I can still tell the difference between the living and the dead, even if it was my great-grandfather, it was, and now it is the murderer who wanted to hurt my friend.

I lifted the sapper shovel and rushed towards the black hair from the side, Na Cheng thought that its speed was too fast, and it was able to dodge, and the blade of the sapper shovel fell directly on the wall of the tomb, making a crisp sound.

"Your sister, stab it again!"

The old horse screamed, the black fur was startled by my action just now, and his body slowed down slightly, the old horse saw the right time, aimed the blade at its neck, rushed up with a scream, and nailed it directly to the wall.

"Go to the coffin!" The old horse yelled at me.

"What?" I was stunned for a moment.

"Just let you go, don't!"

The black fur waved his arm and slapped the old horse's shovel handle again and again, and its force was so great that I saw the old horse's whole body trembling, and he immediately couldn't hold on.

I stepped forward and picked up the flashlight on the ground, and quickly got into the sarcophagus, these actions were done subconsciously, although the old horse was sometimes unreliable, but I had 100% trust in him, since he let me into the coffin, he must have found something.

The sarcophagus was full of the rancid smell of zombies, which made me dizzy for a while, but this sarcophagus was quite large, more than enough for two people.

I raised the flashlight to shine on the old horse and the black hair, but I heard a "click", and the lid of the sarcophagus slowly slid on itself.

There's a mechanism in this sarcophagus!

The thought popped through my mind, and I didn't have time to think about how it worked, but I was sure that this doorless tomb could only be entered and exited by this sarcophagus.

It's really a/egg design, I don't know who this tomb owner is, and he has such a bad taste.

"Old horse, come quickly!"

Seeing that the lid of the coffin had slipped up a third of the way, I hurriedly shouted, only to hear the old horse answer, and his body quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye he entered the sarcophagus.

There was a "knock" sound from the mouth of the black hair, and the old horse must have hurt it at that moment, and the black hair twisted his neck, swayed and stood up straight, and pounced on us again.

"!"

There was no way to hide from the stone behind us, and I pushed the lid hard to make it close quickly, but it was still at its original speed.

The lid of the coffin had been closed by two-thirds, and the black fur also pounced, and the old horse shoveled the side of the sapper, stretched out, and put it directly on the black fur's chest.

The black fur was so strong that it pushed forward, and the handle of the sapper shovel "snapped" against the sarcophagus, and it tried to reach out to grab us, but it was not long enough, and I could only hear the sound of its nails cutting through the sarcophagus.

The coffin lid was about to close, and the old horse slammed the sapper shovel in, and with a "click", the coffin lid closed tightly, and we both breathed a sigh of relief.

The light of the flashlight brightened in the narrow sarcophagus, we looked at each other, completely unsure of what to say, I could feel the sarcophagus slowly sinking, like an elevator, but I didn't know what horror scene I would see when it turned on.

I felt pain all over my body, my arm was numb, my gas mask had been thrown outside, and I didn't know if there would be zombies down there.

After all, I had already inhaled the poison gas, as long as the old horse was okay, it was lucky, I thought like this, and became more and more pessimistic, there must be zombies down there, otherwise how could my great-grandfather become like this.

The black fur is still on it, and if we are lucky enough to come back, we will definitely have to face it again, but I don't know if we still have the strength to fight it at that time.

The old horse raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder, I always felt that he seemed to be a little different, he should be more timid than me, but just now I found that I was the most cowardly.

It was a sad discovery, time did not allow me to think about it, and with a dull sound, I felt that the sarcophagus had stopped.

The old horse glanced at me, and slowly raised the sapper shovel to make a defensive posture, if the sarcophagus was opened, he would definitely show his head first, so I gave him the flashlight.

The lid of the coffin slowly slid open, and I could clearly hear each other's heartbeats, the old horse holding the sapper shovel outside, but there was no movement, and it was quiet outside, as it was when we first entered the burial chamber.

But I didn't dare to take it lightly, I already thought in my heart that there would be zombies here, and even the safest environment would become unsafe.

"It's supposed to be a burial room."

The old horse's tone was very steady, and the hand holding the sapper shovel was slowly lowered, and I breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that where the flashlight swept by, there were piles of broken pottery.

I didn't expect the sarcophagus to fall in the burial chamber, I feel inexplicable, although it is to connect to the burial chamber above, but don't you think it's strange to get a coffin in the burial chamber?

Although I have not really seen the ancient tombs, I have heard of many archaeological discoveries, but I have never heard of such a strange funeral method, everything here seems to be made by the tomb owner at will, and the funeral system has not been considered at all.

The sarcophagus was on one side of the wall of the burial chamber, and I looked at it with a flashlight, and I saw that two-thirds of the entire burial chamber was covered with various kinds of pottery, most of which were painted with intricate patterns, and I couldn't understand what it meant.

Nearly half of the pottery has been reduced to pieces, which must be the masterpiece of the black hair.

There was only one passage to this burial room, and it was dark on the left, and I was relieved that I finally didn't have to take the coffin elevator anymore.

The old horse was ahead of me, and just as we were about to turn through the door on the left, I saw a pair of eyes in the darkness over there.

"Old horse, it's the thing in the thief's hole!"

I exclaimed, these eyes couldn't be more familiar, this cunning look was clearly that thing.

There was a burst of anger in my heart, this thing hurt me to the fullest, no matter what it is, I must end it today!

I just experienced the zombie war, and I have a lot less fear in my heart, no matter how scary this thing is, how can it compare to that black hair.

The old horse raised his flashlight and shone it, but saw that there were rows of shelves in the stone room over there, which were densely packed with things, and the eye was hidden behind it, and it was impossible to see what it was.

I regretted in my heart that this environment was difficult to exert and that it could easily escape, and just as I was holding the sapper shovel and making a move, the thing let out a shrill cry and came straight at the two of us.

/yes! I was still hesitating to hit you, but you dared to run up on your own!

The anger in my heart rushed up to the sky, and I saw that the nimble thing came through the gap in the shelf, and came straight at me, and I found that it was a large black fox by the glimmer of the flashlight.

I swung the sapper shovel at its head, but I didn't expect it to quickly turn around and jump to the side and dodge.

Damn/yes, it's kind of hard to deal with.

I was even more angry, and I lifted the shovel again, and the black fox calmly dodged, and as soon as his body was crooked, he ran towards my leg and bit me.

Its eyes glowed green in the glow of a flashlight, staring at me intently, and I could feel the hatred and the thrill of revenge in its eyes.

In these years, even the fox in the tomb has become a spirit.

I felt a chill in my heart, it must be taking revenge for flashing its eyes in the thief hole, this kind of thing is evil, cunning and vengeful.

It was so fast that it was impossible for me to swing the sapper shovel a second time, and when I saw that it was about to bite my leg, the old horse's shovel slammed into the side and knocked it out in one fell swoop.

The black fox screamed in the air and crashed into the pile of shelves, and suddenly there was a sparse cracking sound.

"Well done!"

I screamed, but the old horse did not respond, only to see the black fox roll over and get up from the debris, turn his head to look at the old horse, and run away into the deeper darkness with his tail between his legs, and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

I watched it escape but there was nothing I could do, there was something hidden in the darkness, and we couldn't act rashly.

Letting go of this thing is a hidden danger after all, no matter whether I can get out of this tomb alive or not today, I must get rid of this animal, otherwise even if it dies here, it will definitely eat us clean.

Thinking like this, I suddenly felt very disgusted, in the Spring and Autumn Period, if such a large tomb could be built, there must be a burial pit, this fox may have grown up eating dead human flesh, otherwise how could he not be afraid of people at all.

When I think about it, I feel terrified, if I had just been bitten by it, maybe I would have become like my great-grandfather, who might have been bitten to death by it.