The door of the tomb was opened, and everyone walked straight in, but none of the three had the intention of going in directly, but were ready to dig up the entire tomb.

According to their idea, since zombies are afraid of sunlight, then directly expose zombies to the sun.

On the way here, the three of them wondered why the stories of fighting zombies in film and television novels happened at night. Zombies are stronger at night and weaker during the day, so why do people always choose to fight zombies when they are stronger?

Isn't the essence of battle to attack the enemy's shortcomings with one's own strengths, why don't those protagonists understand this?

Perhaps, it's not that the protagonist doesn't understand, but that the choreographer needs danger and excitement to create a gimmick, so he deliberately wrote the protagonist brain-dead!

Since the three of them thought of this, of course they would not make the same mistake. So, they are digging graves now at noon, when the sun is at its strongest.

Ancient tombs were not made of concrete and steel, but were made of stone.

Just a few stones could stop the strength of the three dreamers, and soon the grave was dug up by them.

It's just that the more they dig, the more frightened they feel.

What is presented in front of them is not a simple independent tomb at all, and I am afraid that there will be a big article to be done behind it.

None of the three had any experience in archaeology, but there were some things they had never done, and they had seen and heard about them, and when they looked at the structure of a tomb, they felt that things were not simple.

It turned out that this exposed tomb was just an exit from a corridor, and they dug to expose this exit, and behind the exit, there was a deep passage deep into the ground.

The passage is quite wide, and two people can walk side by side. The same path is also long and dark. The three of them could only see a darkness as if there was no end to the road.

Even though it was noon, they felt the coldness coming from the deep hole.

"You say, is there a huge army of zombies in there?" Chiaki is also a little weak-hearted.

Pang Shiyuan was calm on his face, but he actually beat a little in his heart: "The devil knows." ”

He thinks his martial arts are good, but in the face of zombies, he really doesn't know how effective this martial arts will be. If he encounters an army of zombies, he will have to worry about his own life.

He turned his head to look at Tian Zhao: "You can't dig like this, go in directly?" ”

Tian Zhao shook his head helplessly: "Go in!" ”

Pang Shiyuan walked in the front, Tian Zhao in the middle, and Qianqiu last. At this time, Chiaki was no longer empty-handed, but had an extra peachwood sword.

This peachwood sword is said to be made of lightning strike wood, and it is extremely effective against ghosts. Of course, such a lightning strike wood peach wood sword must also be a treasure inherited by the Tian family.

When Qianqiu took the peachwood sword, he also deliberately tested the performance of the peachwood sword, and he was worried that a single sword would destroy this old guy who was definitely called an antique.

The results of the test are reassuring, and the peach wood sword can actually withstand the witch battle skills of Qianqiu, which is very surprising.

As for Tian Zhao, he naturally held his ancestral bell - the Soul Bell. Although Tian Zhao still doesn't know how to use this baby bell.

The weather in November is already a little cold, and it is even colder in the passages.

Pang Shiyuan slightly mentioned the speed of the internal force in his body to expel this uncomfortable coldness.

What's more troublesome is not the coldness, but the dim sight.

After practicing, Pang Shiyuan's eyesight is very good, and at ordinary nights, as long as there is a little starlight, he can see as clearly as day.

But when the light changes from dim to dark, no matter how good your eyesight is, it is useless.

Fortunately, Tian Zhao was well prepared, although he felt that there would be no possibility of fighting in a dark place, but he still brought a searchlight for mining, which came in handy.

Now this searchlight is on Tian Zhao's head.

The passage was long, the air was starting to get a little dull, and you could feel that they were going deeper all the time.

After walking for a while, it was still the youngest Qianqiu who broke the suffocating silence first: "What do you say will be on the other side of this passage?" ”

"It's supposed to be an ancient tomb." Tian Zhao said a word of nonsense.

Sure enough, it was attacked by Qianqiu: ", there are graves, there are zombies, what would it be if it wasn't an ancient tomb?" I'm asking if there will be any traps, ghosts, formations, or something in addition to zombies below. ”

Pang Shiyuan comforted: "You think too much." Even if there is something dangerous, it is removed. If you look at the signs on this wall, someone has been here for a long time. ”

The facts also proved that Qianqiu was indeed thinking too much, and they did not encounter any danger before they opened the passage, and a tomb of a hundred square meters was displayed in front of them.

By the light of the searchlight, the first thing they thought was that what they saw was not a tomb, but a small orderly city.

A large number of earthen walls are scattered throughout the tomb, and the whole tomb is arranged in a strict and orderly manner, which is impressive.

It's just that when they took a closer look, they all gasped.

It turned out that in addition to a large amount of earth, the large amount of wall was actually made of layers of dense coffins in the soil.

Each wall consists of three tiers, each with a long coffin or two short coffins. It seems to be a little chaotic, but it makes people feel that they conform to some special and mysterious law.

When the three of them saw such a strange scene, they were all shocked and speechless.

Before they came, they had all kinds of possibilities in their minds, but they didn't expect that it would be a small city made of coffins.

They really couldn't understand what this strange scene meant.

Was it needed for a special tomb in ancient times, or was it a corpse-raising formation that they had never seen before?

If it's the former, then it's easy to do. Even if there were zombies, it would have been accidental. There is one, there are two, and it is difficult to have three.

With their strength, they may not be able to destroy them.

But if it's the latter, then it's troublesome. If the corpse formation can spawn one zombie, then it can spawn a second, or even more. Looking at this dense, layered coffin, how many zombies will this produce?

Thinking of this, the three of them all had numb scalps.

"Brother Pang, how many coffins do you say there are here?" When Qianqiu spoke, she was a little expectant.

Pang Shiyuan looked at it and said, "I don't know." I'm afraid it's hundreds! ”

"One hundred and twenty-eight!" Tian Zhao suddenly said with certainty.

"How do you know?" Chiaki asked.

Tian Zhao's expression was very strict, even in the dim tomb, Pang Shiyuan and Qianqiu could see it, only to hear him say solemnly: "Such a tomb, I have seen it in the witchcraft book inherited by my family. That's why I found out. And I'm sure there must be three more tombs like this in other places, just like the four elephants of earth, water, wind, and fire. ”

"Earth, water, wind, and fire are like four guards, and the guards of the guards?" Pang Shiyuan heard a hint of mystery in Tian Zhao's words.

"That's right, the guard's guard." Tian Zhao is sure.