There is no corrupted corpse, either zongzi or zombie, although it is a concept, but the nature is far from the same, the fat man also said, just those zongzi, he has died alone I don't know how much, to put it bluntly, the formation of zongzi is very simple, take a breath of yang qi, there are still some fleshy corpses, it is possible to become zongzi, although this thing is scary, but the strength is really not good, just come to three or five people, you can put it over.

If you touch the gold, touch out the zombies, then it's a big trouble, I recall now, the last time we released the one, it's very likely to be a zombie, it's thousands of years ago, I can't keep it still a zombie king, I suddenly understand, the last time the Warring States Tomb we entered the first burial pit, why there is a statue of a dragon.

"Ah, it's really a zongzi, how did this face become like this, it's scary." The fat man looked at the man's corpse inside and couldn't help but say.

To the disappointment of the fat man, there was no other hair in this coffin except for this corpse, and the fat man couldn't help but start scolding his mother, so he directly reached out and turned it over inside.

This flip really made the fat man find the baby, just under the man's right hand, there was actually a sword hidden, black and simple, which was taken out directly by the fat man, and the fat man's face suddenly smiled into a chrysanthemum.

Just as the fat man was smirking, the fat man holding the ancient sword wanted to pull the sword out, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the sword just wouldn't come out of the scabbard.

The fat man's strength to eat milk was exhausted, but there was still no way, his face was red, and in the end he didn't pull it out, so he couldn't help but say: "Damn, is this a joke with the fat master again, it's actually a fake sword." ”

"What kind of fake sword, it's just that you can't pull it out, many famous swords in ancient times were like this, there's nothing strange about it." When I saw that the fat man was more serious, I said.

"This sword won't still recognize the Lord, drip blood to recognize the Lord or something, come on, Xiao Jiu, you try! It's really not good, I'll cut it off the fat man. After the fat man finished speaking, he threw the ancient sword at me.

I hurriedly caught it, while catching it, I scolded my mother in my heart, this sword is too heavy, not to mention twenty kilograms, I saw that the fat man didn't have much effort, I thought this sword was not heavy, now in my own hands, I can really intuitively feel its weight, I bent down half of my waist, let alone pull it out, I struggled to hold it.

"What the hell is this made of, why is it so heavy!" I was a little eager to try it just now, but now that I have this sword in my hand, I don't have the slightest desire to pull it out, and I just put the sword in place at once, and it is too hard to hold this sword.

"Liangzi, you come and try!" I waved at Liang Zi, if it is about strength, the fat man can only rank second.

Liang Zi's face was full of the desire to challenge, and his face was eager to try, if I didn't call him, he was embarrassed to say it, and when he saw me calling him, he immediately ran over and took the sword from my hand.

I was also looking forward to Liang Zi's performance, and I saw that Liang Zi actually picked up the sword with one hand, and then shook it in his hand, changed the sword from his right hand to the left back, and held his right hand on the hilt of the sword and lifted it suddenly.

The entire sword body began to be slowly pulled out, and Liang Zi's face began to turn red, and when I saw this, I signaled Liang Zi to forget it, don't wait for the tendons to be pulled, he is the strongest in this, if we are injured, we will be a lot more passive.

Liang Zi nodded knowingly, and put back the half-drawn sword body, the fat man was already smiling from ear to ear, since Liang Zi could twitch it, it proved that this sword must be a good thing.

Since ancient times, the unearthed cultural relics, with the sword as respect, 65 years is also unearthed in Hubei that Yue Wang Goujian sword belongs to the national treasure level, not at all with money can measure things, the sword is a bronze sword, with the reputation of the world's first sword, but I am sure that the sword is definitely not as heavy as we get now, this sinking is a bit too incredible, the total length is only half a meter, seven or eight centimeters wide, plus the thickness of the scabbard is only less than one centimeter, it actually weighs more than 20 kilograms.

I looked at this sword, a little entangled, it's not to take it, it's not to take it, after all, this sword is too heavy, it's okay to carry it on my body for a while, and I can't stand it for a long time.

I looked at Liang Zi, who could carry this sword on his back for a long time, and he was the only one, Liang Zi also understood what I meant, and directly wrapped a layer of cloth on the black sword, and then carried it directly on his back with his backpack with his backhand.

Liang Zi feels a little like a bull, the equipment in his backpack is relatively heavy, and now with this sword, I estimate that it is fifty kilograms, which is equivalent to the weight of an adult woman.

Just when I was struggling with whether Liang Zi could eat it, the fat man and Huo Nan began to get restless, and I followed their gaze.

Suddenly, I also blew up, and the man lying in the blood coffin has his eyes open now!

And I am sure that when the fat man touched the black ancient sword just now, the man's eyes must have been closed, and now that he opened them directly, I suddenly had a creepy feeling.

Looking down at the man again, his stomach and chest did not rise and fall, but now his eyes were directly open, and his hands and feet were in their original positions and did not move.

"This is the rhythm of the corpse, the zongzi I met before is not like this!" The fat man looked at the man who opened his eyes, held the black mallet tightly with his right hand, and said with a frown.

"Zongzi is a wool, this is a fucking zombie!" I couldn't help but remind the fat man that this time it's too big, and it really gave us a zombie out.

"Zombies! Hoof, hoof, hoof, my black donkey's hoof! As soon as the fat man heard that it was a zombie, he immediately began to look for the black donkey's hooves with his backpack full.

After turning over a few times, the fat man found out the hooves of the black donkey, I looked at a total of three, the fat man was really bold, he didn't mean to be scared of the man at all, he bent down and stuffed the black donkey's hooves into the man's mouth, and then straightened up and stared at the man's eyes.

The man's eyes had no pupils, only a piece of black, and the eyes were very penetrating, with a boundless sense of fear, and the fat man saw that the man's eyes still did not close, and scolded a few more words, and he was about to ask Liang Zi for a gun and directly collapse the corpse.

I hurriedly grabbed the fat man, if this is really a zombie, the bullet is absolutely useless, so I beckoned Liang Zi and they quickly covered the turtle shell, the fat man shouted, jumped in at once, pulled out the blood coffin lid inside, covered it, and then jumped out, and then covered the turtle shell directly with Liang Zi.

"What's going on now?" The fat man held the turtle shell with one hand and pinched his waist with the other, looked at me and asked.

"It's still yarn, let's go first, I hope it's not a zombie ......"