I heard Lao Luo say that we fish for corpses all year round, and people who deal with corpses have several things that must not be provoked, one is a floating corpse, the other is a zombie, and there is a variant among zombies, it is called a blood corpse, the blood corpse is buried in the red sand, the grievance does not take a thousand years, it takes thousands of years to form, far more powerful than ordinary zombies, and it is full of poison, let alone touch it with your hands, you will have to be poisoned by the corpse and die after breathing.

This thousand-year-old thing, really let us run into it?

We were all shivering nervously, and Ge Zhuang said as he stepped back, Little pumpkin, is it a bloody corpse? I said, where do I know? Lao Luo only told me that there is a kind of zongzi called blood corpse, but he didn't say what it looks like!

After the coffin was opened, a deep red blood mist appeared, like a fountain, and a thick bloody gas spread out, and the entire burial chamber was filled with thick bloody gas.

In our shock, the bloody hand that had lost its skin suddenly rested on the edge of the sarcophagus, supporting its body vigorously, and it seemed that it was going to crawl out.

There was a panting sound of "ho ho" in the coffin, and the loud sound seemed to be someone pulling the bellows, and soon a figure covered in blood gradually revealed the upper half of the body. He has no skin on his body, and his flesh-red muscles are unreservedly presented in front of us, except for one eyeball, as if someone has forcibly stuffed it into the eye socket, half of which is bulging out, and may burst out at any moment!

As for the nose, there are only two small black holes left, and while panting, the breath that comes out of the nose is also viscous and bloody!

"Ciao, it doesn't matter what you are, let the fat master give you a shuttle first!" Ge Zhuang did not hesitate to hold the fire, and a shuttle of bullets "snapped" and shot directly, leaving several bloody holes on the bloody corpse.

"Ah......" Most of the bloody corpse crawled out, leaned forward, and actually rolled to the ground, rolling everywhere, everywhere was a pool of blood, the bare skull smashed on the stone wall in the tomb, and a corner was knocked off, and the body was blown through by bullets, making a terrible scream.

Wait a minute...... Wrong!

I hurriedly waved my hand and asked Ge Zhuang not to shoot first, and Ge Zhuang's action of holding the fire also stopped, and we all looked at the bloody corpse with surprised eyes, and our eyes were full of surprise.

Why is this bloody corpse still screaming? Look at it like this, it's not even as good as the carrion corpses outside. I looked at me in a daze, resisted the fear and nausea in my heart, and dared to look at it again, and soon, my eyes changed.

Although I have never seen what a real blood corpse looks like, in Lao Luo's story, the body of the blood corpse is as hard as iron and stone, how can it be broken so easily? Even if the bullet is powerful, the corpse should not feel pain, this guy just crawled out of the sarcophagus, and immediately fell to the ground rolling and wailing, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a threat to us.

"Ao, fat man, you accidentally injured your allies, this is clearly a person!" After looking at it for a while, I shouted, pointed to the eyeball of the only one left of the "blood corpse", and said Have you noticed, this is the one-eyed dragon who fought with us outside before!

Ge Zhuang's face twitched, and he said What are you kidding, how could that one-eyed dragon appear here......

He couldn't go on anymore, because we all saw the bullet holes in the palm of the "blood corpse", which were pierced by Ge Zhuang's blind sniper during the previous firefight, and the one-eyed dragon's hand was broken, and even the scars were carved out of a mold.

The bloody figure stopped rolling and then stretched out his trembling arms towards us, and since he had no lips, I could easily see his two rows of teeth colliding in a muffled voice, "Help, save me......"

If it's really a bloody corpse, how can it be possible to shout for help?

"It's the one-eyed dragon!" Ge Zhuang put down the gun, wiped a cold sweat, and said that it was strange, when those carrion corpses rushed out before, they obviously ran in the other direction, I suspect that this guy has been gnawed by the carrion corpses, how could it be ......

A thought suddenly popped into my mind, and my face was very ugly and I said my conjecture, "Could it be that the rotting corpses are not captured for their own gnawing, but to bring the living here to worship the owner of this tomb?" ”

Ge Zhuang's face trembled, and said Little pumpkin, don't talk nonsense, the lid of this sarcophagus was opened, proving that the owner of the tomb was not there at all.

As he spoke, I heard a scalp-tingling "gurgling" sound in my ears again. That kind of sound is like someone sharpening a kitchen knife, and it is accompanied by a "hissing" inhalation sound!

Ge Zhuang and I reacted almost at the same time, raised our heads suddenly, and in the next second, a hideous face appeared in our sight.

"Oh my God, it's a human skin again, it's a one-eyed dragon!" Chen Yun couldn't help but shout, and her face turned purple.

The one-eyed dragon still fell to the ground and wailed, but his human skin was stripped and hung above our heads, because the light in the tomb was too dark, and the ceiling was almost more than five meters above the ground, we didn't see the whole picture of this guy, just the human face, it was enough to make people frightened.

Moreover, the human skin seemed to be moving towards us, moving towards us little by little, gradually closing the distance between us.

No one had the heart to think about what was under the human skin, and a huge sense of crisis made me panic and uneasy, and I ran away without looking back.

There is another secret door in the main tomb, I don't know where it leads, Ge Zhuang and I propped our arms on the secret door at the same time, and used our strength to push the secret door frantically, and the secret door gradually revealed a corner with the joint efforts of the two of us.

Hope was right in front of us, but a black shadow jumped down from the stone wall with a "bang", shaking a huge black shadow and smashing on our backs.

It was as if I had been hit by a hammer, and before I could scream, I was smashed into the air by this tremendous force, and my whole body was attached to the cold stone bricks.

Before I could get up, Ge Zhuang also fell back and smashed beside me, Chen Yun was petite, but he was not hit, but he was terrified, his back was against the secret door, and he roared in horror, "Oh my God, the monster on the mural ......"

Ge Zhuang and I hurriedly got up, our eyes searched carefully on the wall, and it happened that the flashlight in my hand was hit on the ground, and the brightness was much clearer, and under the strong light, the figure that attacked us in the darkness also appeared in front of us.

When I saw the whole picture of this thing clearly, my whole body suddenly shook, and a cool air came in from the soles of my feet, and directly surged into the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

I actually saw a python, with an adult's thigh-thick waist, black scales, covered with gray-white spots, and four stubby claws, sharp as a sickle, slashing against the hard stone wall, making a "creaking" grinding sound.

Ge Zhuang exclaimed, "The record on the mural can't be true, right?" "I quickly said no, the python on the mural has a beautiful head, this is a python, without a face.

The python's head is flattened and oval-shaped, and on the top of the head is an egg-sized sarcoma, like a cockscomb, that sits on the door of the brain.

This is......

If you don't look at the head, it looks exactly like the person in the mural!

"It's coming!" In the exclamations of Ge Zhuang and Chen Yun, the python had already twisted its thick body, clasped its claws on the stone wall, and chased after us quickly. At a distance of five or six meters, almost as soon as he turned around, he came with a fishy wind, flicked his long tail, and crashed into us again.

The three of them screamed at the same time, and their bodies were carried away uncontrollably.

I fell at the foot of the sarcophagus, and there was a sharp pain in my back, and I reached out to support the sarcophagus and jumped up, and looked along the gap where the sarcophagus was pushed open, but in the black coffin, I saw a piece of snakeskin that had fallen off.

Could it be that this sarcophagus is not buried by the owner of the tomb, but by raising snakes?