Chapter 456: A bloody coffin appeared in the middle of the night

The fatigue of most of the day made everyone feel a little tired, as soon as Wu Ze got into the sleeping bag, he fell asleep, and the other three people fell asleep at once due to his infection.

In the city, in the tent, the sound of snoring one after another made this silent underground palace a little more popular.

But sometimes, this sudden increase in popularity is not a good thing.

If someone had lit the lamp and looked down on the city wall now, he could see that between the tents, there was a trace of human breath, which was constantly condensing together in mid-air and transforming into a white mist.

Then this white mist, torn into a white stream, slowly drifted to the middle of the city.

This Bai Lian, in the end, was actually sucked into it by the sarcophagus, this scene looks very weird.

In the middle of the night, as the sarcophagus inhaled more and more white mist, the appearance of the coffin gradually changed, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out from the side of the coffin.

Then the bright red blood stains that seeped out of the side of the coffin slowly spread to the surface of the sarcophagus coffin, and it didn't take long for the appearance of the entire sarcophagus coffin to be dyed blood red, and now this sarcophagus coffin has become a blood coffin.

After the appearance of the sarcophagus coffin turned red, several blood streaks were separated from the side of the sarcophagus coffin, which were dipped into the golden silk nanmu coffin that had been planted around the sarcophagus coffin.

These blood streaks, like living creatures, spread to the surface of all the coffins, causing all seven coffins in the city to turn into blood-red blood coffins. The ferryman was scared, Yan, and Brother Guan looked at Sister Zhang

It's just that the four Wu Ze people who were sleeping in the tent were still snoring, and they were still asleep, and they didn't know that these coffins in the city had undergone extremely strange changes in less than half an hour.

Suddenly, the coffins that were folded into a temporary fortress all began to tremble, and then I saw these six golden silk nanmu coffins rumbling and sliding towards their original positions, and one after another were placed back in place, as if they had not been moved at all.

The movement of these coffins sliding was so great that the four of them, Wu Ze, who was sleeping soundly, were all woken up.

When Wu Ze woke up, he felt that something was wrong outside, and he saw that his face changed, and he got out of the sleeping bag directly, picked up the guy, and rushed out of the tent.

At this time, Zhao Baoshu, Luo Fatzi and Jiang Yan also ran out of their respective tents.

All four of them turned on their headlamps and looked into the middle of the rumbling city.

Just look at the coffins that they had set up as a fortress, and now they have all returned to their original places, as if they were when they first came in, except that the coffin lids have not been put back up.

And those coffins, which were originally painted with gold and color, have now all turned into blood-red appearances, and they are illuminated by the beam of their flashlight, which looks extremely infiltrating.

"It turned out to be a blood coffin...... Be careful, everybody! As soon as Zhao Baoshu saw these strange coffins, the expression on his face changed back and forth, and then reminded everyone loudly.

After Wu Ze saw these coffins that had turned into blood-red, his heart was also shocked, how could a coffin that was originally good become an extremely fierce blood coffin? Wu Ze was also very puzzled.

At this time, the sarcophagus in the middle of the coffin, there was movement again, suddenly, from the sarcophagus coffin, stretched out an arm, a dry claw, grasping the edge of the coffin, and then another arm, also stretched out from the coffin, the dry claws like a dried chicken paw, clinging to the other side of the coffin.

Then from the sarcophagus coffin, a headless zombie sat up, and this zombie was wearing the shroud that had been placed in the sarcophagus coffin before.

This terrifying scene suddenly made Wu Ze and several of them feel extremely shocked in their hearts, they had already seen the sarcophagus coffin during the day, and what was placed was only a set of shrouds, how could a headless zombie emerge from it now?

And how come these coffins, which were originally good, have all become blood coffins now?

Wu Ze can't answer these questions now, he doesn't know what's going on at all, but he knows that these coffins have all become blood coffins, and the things inside this blood coffin must be difficult to deal with.

Immediately afterwards, among the other golden silk nanmu coffins, a headless zombie also sat up one after another, Wu Ze roughly calculated, plus the one in the sarcophagus, there were a total of six headless zombies.

Hey, that's strange, there are a total of seven coffins, how can there be six headless zombies? Where else did the one go?

"Fat man, Zhao Shu, look at it, are there only six headless zombies?" Wu Ze asked a little uneasily.

Could it be that the remaining headless zombies have already run out, and then lurk in some dark corner, waiting for the right time, and then suddenly appear to sneak up on them?

"That's right, there are only six headless zombies on it, Brother Ze, don't you think it's exciting enough to want a few more zombies to pop up?" Luo Fatzi, who was already trembling slightly on his feet, forced himself to say a witty thing calmly.

It's a pity that at this time, no one has the heart to joke.

"Seven coffins, why only six zombies appeared? Let's take a look around us to see if there's a headless zombie hiding around us. Wu Ze said nervously.

As soon as Wu Ze said this, Luo Fatzi, who was already extremely nervous, immediately jumped up in fright, and then he immediately turned his head around, and the headlamp on his head also followed everywhere, and his mouth shouted in a panic: "Where, where is that zombie?" ”

Luo Fatzi screamed so suddenly, Jiang Yan, who had been tense in his heart, was also scared enough by him, so he saw that Jiang Yan also followed Luo Fatzi, looking around for the missing headless zombie.

But no matter how the two of them looked, they couldn't see the seventh headless zombie.

"Xiao Wu, think about it, this is one less zombie, could it be because during the day, in the first coffin, the little fat man scratched and destroyed a set of shrouds, and then caused this coffin, and now there is no way to conjure up a zombie?" Zhao Baoshu suddenly spoke up and said what he thought.

Hey, Zhao Baoshu's statement seems to have some truth, could it be that the formation of these zombies must be based on that set of shrouds? Wu Ze thought so.

"Well, there is this possibility, Uncle Zhao, do you know some details about these things? Will these zombies coming out of the blood coffin be the same as ordinary zombies? Wu Ze asked Zhao Baoshu.