Grandpa pointed to the old locust tree, stood on the stone at the entrance of the cave less than two meters square, and listened with bated breath; The sound really came from this old locust tree, and with the rhythm of the sound, the bark of the old locust tree was also agitated one after another. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ducks! I'm afraid it's a big dumpling! ”

Grandpa tied the horse lantern in his hand to the rope hanging from the cliff wall, stared at the old locust tree with his eyes, and said to Deshun in the cave. I have to say that grandpa's words are extremely mysterious. "Zongzi" is a zombie, which is generally called so in the insiders of tomb robbers; And the reason why grandpa called zongzi instead of zombie was to try whether Deshun was the kind of identity he thought of in his heart, and secondly, he naturally wanted to inform Deshun of the outside situation.

"Zongzi? Hey! Fuck the fuck! But Huzi, you don't have to talk to me, I'll tell you the truth, I'm not here to listen to it! Deshun didn't shy away from his grandfather Zhang Hu talking to him like this, but his face shook and shook the black donkey's hooves in his hand; Then he said something ambiguous and difficult for outsiders to understand.

This sentence may not be in other people's ears, but when I hear grandpa's ears, there is a lot of information.

Deshun's surname is Li, and his nickname is Duck; It reminded Grandpa of that guy not so long ago. It is said that before the liberation, there was a village named Li Yazi in Mapo Village, Luoyang, Henan Province, who was a tomb robber; One day, Li Yazi stumbled upon a village name to build a shed when digging a pit and inserting a shed pole, he used a short-handled iron shovel in the shape of a cylinder tile, and the shovel could bring out a lot of soil with a pestle into the ground, and Li Yazi, who was experienced in tomb robbing, immediately realized that this thing was easier to explore the ancient tomb than the shovel he usually used, so he was inspired to make a paper pattern according to the tool, and found a blacksmith to make a real thing according to the paper pattern, which was later the famous Luoyang shovel; And Li Yazi has become a well-known inverted bucket expert in recent years, and his grandfather nodded slightly, guessing the meaning of what Deshun said.

"Sting...... Thorn ......"

I don't know what the reason is, maybe it was the sound of the two of them talking that stimulated the main owner in the old locust tree; Suddenly, after the two of them had just finished speaking, the voice also accelerated; Listening to this voice, it was as if the unknown existence in the tree would break out of the tree in the next moment.

"No, we have to strike first! Otherwise, it may be very passive to let this big zongzi break out of the tree! Duck, take care to cooperate with me! ”

Grandpa thought about it, and there was only such a palm-sized place under his feet; If you want to put the big dumplings in the tree, I'm afraid that I won't be able to use them. Just give it a surprise and reverse the trend. In addition, after learning about Deshun's true identity background, grandpa also had a little confidence in his heart, so he opened his mouth to signal Deshun to cooperate.

Grandpa tied a rope around his waist to prevent himself from falling from the two-meter-square stone platform, you must know that there is a cliff below, and if you are not careful, you will end up with broken bones; Then the grandfather took out a small cup from his arms and put it on the cliff wall beside him, the small cup was filled with a cup of black dog blood, which was used by the grandfather when he drew talismans on weekdays; At this time, it also happened to be useful, as everyone in the industry knew that this zombie was afraid of black dog blood.

"Okay, Huzi, you can shoot! I'll be there for you."

Li Deshun had already seen a crack in the bark of the old locust tree, and there were no more, no less, just ten long fingernails sticking out of the crack; The faint black light on his nails made Deshun's heart beat for a while, so he urged his grandfather Zhang Hu to hurry up.

"Hey!"

Grandpa didn't delay, he shouted loudly, holding the sword in his hand and stabbing down at the old locust tree in front of him; Pierced this big tree to the heart!

"Roaring ......"

There was a roar that did not look like a human in the tree, and Grandpa pulled out the seven-star sword and flashed back; stared at the old locust tree with burning eyes, for fear that a big zongzi in the tree would break out of the tree if he didn't check it.

Strangely, the zombies in the trees didn't move anymore after letting out a roar, not even the previous "stinging, stinging, stinging" sound; I could only see wisps of green smoke coming out of the locust tree above the locust tree that had just been pierced by my grandfather, emitting a disgusting stench!

"Huzi! This thing can't be so hot, right? There's no movement? Deshun saw that there was no movement in the old locust tree, and he was about to climb out of the hole.

"Don't move!"

Grandpa stared intently at the old locust tree, in his senses; The contents of the tree should still be alive, and it is waiting for a perfect moment to burst out of the tree when the time comes!

"Bang!"

said that it was too late, and at the moment when Deshun just retracted his head, the old locust tree in front of his grandfather exploded and was cut off by the waist, and the crown on it broke because it could not withstand the pressure and fell into the cliff! Grandpa hurriedly swung the rope and quickly crouched on the cliff a few meters away with the force of the rope.

The dust slowly cleared, and a tall figure appeared on the two-meter-square stone platform; This zombie looks very terrifying, its face is full of wrinkles, two sharp fangs in its mouth, its two eyes are grayish, the yellow part of its hair has long fallen off, and it is wearing a set of armor that is very similar to the one in the black coffin in the tomb, and its whole body is covered with thick red hair, which is similar to what Grandpa knew.

"Bloody ......"

Just when Grandpa was puzzled, Deshun in the cave called out his name in a trembling voice - blood stiffness!

"Blood stiffness!"

Grandpa's pupils are dilated, and Grandpa has also heard of the name of blood zombie, he is another form that surpasses the purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering corpse, ambush corpse and immortal bones, and can be cultivated into a demon to evolve into a drought fish; Legend has it that the zombies that become the corpses can fly, also known as flying zombies, and it is said that they can kill dragons and swallow clouds, walk like the wind, and go to the red ground for thousands of miles, which is considered the king of zombies.

And the red-haired zongzi in front of him is infinitely close to the existence of a drought; Grandpa took a closer look, and sure enough, he found that the ribs on the side of the zombie were bulging with a large bag, and he was afraid that he would soon be able to grow wings and evolve into a drought. However, even if it has not evolved yet, I am afraid that it is not something that Grandpa and Deshun can easily deal with.

The blood stiffness broke through the old locust tree as if he hadn't yet recognized the situation in front of him, and his two gray eyes swept blankly; Seeing the horse lantern that his grandfather had tied to the rope before, he seemed to hate this flickering and flickering guy, and swept the horse lantern into the cliff with a sweep of both hands.

Grandpa only felt that it was dark in front of him, the horse lamp was swept off, and there were no lighting tools; Grandpa couldn't see the bloody stiffness not far away, but the glimmer of light from the horse lamp in Deshun's hand in the tomb road could still make Grandpa clear the location of the zombie.