After rushing to the ancestral tomb, he found that the ancestral tomb was in a mess, the surface of the ground was scorched black by the lightning, and the old locust trees around him that had been burned once and there were not a few left, at this moment the fire was ignited again, and most of the hundreds of coffins were overturned.

Moreover, I don't know if it was because of lightning or what, a few of the coffins that had been overturned were actually opened, and through the firelight, I saw that the coffins were empty, not to mention the corpses, not even a single bone slag.

Why are the bones in the coffin missing?

Was it stolen by someone, or was it split into ashes by lightning?

Or maybe it's the contents of the coffin...... Walked out on your own?

I couldn't help but swallow and spit at the thought of this, but I still took a step into the ancestral tomb.

I cautiously walked around the coffins to find the missing bones, but there was almost nothing around but the charred earth.

Could it be that the damnation was brought on by these bones, which had been chopped to ashes?

But if that's the case, the coffin should have been chopped into charcoal, why is there nothing going on in the coffin now?

Could it be that when the bones were chopped up, they weren't in the coffin at all?

But how did they come out, could it be that they crawled out on their own?

I couldn't help but tremble at the thought of this, and hurriedly turned my head to look at the big coffin around me, for fear that something inside would suddenly open the coffin board and crawl out.

Just when I was feeling uneasy, by the light of the fire, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw something in one of the coffins flashing, emitting a black light, I frowned, hurriedly walked to the coffin, looked inside, and saw a black thing at the bottom of the coffin.

It was about the size of a palm, irregular in shape, and pitch-black throughout, exuding a jet-black hue

I reached out and touched it, it was cold to the touch, like a piece of metal, but when I picked it up and flicked it with my hand, it made a muffled 'knock knock' sound.

This thing is extremely hard, but the sound does not seem to be metal, the sound of metal is relatively crisp, and the sound of this thing is very dull, a bit like the sound of a drum, and if you touch it carefully, you will find that there is still a trace of irregular lines on it.

I looked closer to the firelight, and saw that the color of the thing was different, one side was very dark, the other was slightly lighter, and there was a trace of black blood and flesh crumbs on it.

"Why does this thing look so much like fish scales, but how can there be scales in the coffin, and the scales are too big, right?" I frowned and muttered to myself, and then, a strange thought popped into my mind.

Could this thing have grown on a corpse inside a coffin?

But how can a corpse grow scales!

Just as I was stunned as I looked at the scales, I suddenly heard a heavy voice sound from behind me.

The sound sounded suddenly, and I trembled all over, and suddenly turned around, and found that there was nothing behind me except hundreds of large coffins.

'Knock knock knock ......'

The heavy drumbeat still sounded rhythmically, and in a dead graveyard, it sounded so clear and creepy.

In particular, it rings at the same frequency as my heartbeat!

Could this be the sound of a heartbeat?

But what can make a heartbeat so loud?

And, where did this thing come from?

I suddenly turned my head and fixed my eyes on a large coffin, because I found that the heavy heartbeat was coming from inside this coffin.

Moreover, not only the sound of heartbeat, but also the sound of breathing, came from inside the coffin.

The breath was so long that it seemed like every time I breathed, I wanted to swallow all the air around me, and I could even feel the wind gathering rapidly into the coffin.

I couldn't help swallowing and spitting, at this moment, I only felt as if I had been overpowered, my hairs stood on end, and my legs were swinging.

What exactly is inside the coffin, why is there a heartbeat, and it is still breathing?

I stared at the coffin and slowly retreated, trying to escape from this terrible place, but just as I was retreating, I suddenly heard a 'bang', but the coffin board trembled, as if the contents were trying to break out of the coffin and push the coffin board.

Oh, my God!

At that moment, I was so frightened that I almost turned my back on my back, and the cold sweat was like a rain pulp, crackling down my forehead.

'Bang ......'

The coffin board trembled there non-stop, and finally heard a 'bang', the coffin board was directly lifted out, and when the coffin board was lifted away, a rotten breath suddenly diffused from the coffin, and then, I saw a pair of dark hands slowly lifted from the coffin, and grabbed the coffin with a 'pop'.

Seeing this, I hurriedly squatted down and hid among the hundreds of coffins, and although I was terrified, I couldn't help but stare at the coffin.

That hand was so terrifying, not to mention dark blue, it was covered with a layer of scales like fish scales, and the jet-black nails were extremely long, and at this moment they were grasping the coffin and making a 'squeak' screeching sound.

The next moment, the palm of the hand suddenly burst out, and it shook the coffin fiercely, and heard a 'poof' sound, but the sharp nails pierced deeply into the coffin board, and then, a figure sat up directly from the coffin.

And when I saw the figure sitting up from the coffin, I was horrified, and if I hadn't covered my mouth, I was afraid that this would have scared me out.

It was so terrifying that the man who sat up from the coffin was dressed in an ancient official robe and a black gauze hat, and by the light of the fire, I saw that his face had been shriveled and unshaped, his gums and black teeth were exposed, and most of his body was in a withered state, as if it were a dried corpse.

"Hoo ......"

He suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled violently, and for a while, the surrounding air flow quickly converged towards him, and he swallowed it all, and then, I saw him stand up suddenly, raising his right palm high.

He heard a 'click', as if he had crushed something, and as the thing shattered, a crimson liquid suddenly flowed out of his palm, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and began to lick it frantically.

And as he licked the crimson liquid from his palm, his body underwent an incredible change.

The original withered body slowly swelled up and became fuller and fuller, and even the decayed face had faded a layer of old skin at this moment, revealing the skin that was no different from a normal person inside, and as he devoured more and more red liquid, his originally gray eyes gradually brightened, and finally, he actually emitted a golden yellow light!

After seeing those golden eyes, my heart trembled, because these eyes are exactly the same as those painted by Zhao Long, Zhao Hu, and Li Shihua!

After about a few minutes, the monster that had just crawled out of the coffin had changed drastically.

The shriveled body is gone, replaced by a body that is extremely strong, the rotten face is gone, and in its place is a middle-aged face with a cold face, even the messy hair has been reborn at this moment, growing to a full half a meter long, hanging behind his head at the moment, if it weren't for the fact that he was still wearing the strange and rotten official robe and black gauze hat, he looked almost no different from a normal person, and even had a good figure, it would not be an exaggeration to be called a man.

This unbelievable scene was beyond my comprehension, and I just froze in place, staring at him with wide eyes and stunned.

How could this be, a few minutes ago, he was still a rotten corpse, just drinking the crimson liquid, and he miraculously came back to life.

Moreover, this person still crawled out of the coffin in my family's ancestral grave, that is to say, this person is one of the ancestors of my Zheng family!

At this time, I suddenly remembered the genealogy, the genealogy said that our Zheng family only lasted for five generations in 600 years, and each generation lived an extremely long life, at that time I still doubted the authenticity of the genealogy, but when I witnessed all this in front of me, I began to believe a little.

It's just that the people of our Zheng family may not live long, but in another incomprehensible way, they have been reborn!