(I've really had too many accidents recently, so I'm sorry first, although I'm really not very happy, but I have a birthday once a year, and it's Christmas, so I say to myself: Happy birthday!) ）

Just as I sighed, the bronze lamp inlaid on the wall suddenly ignited, and suddenly, the whole hall was illuminated by light, but in fact, for me, it didn't matter whether there was a light or not, because with the eye of the sky, no matter how dark it was, I could clearly see the scene in front of me.

However, the sudden lighting of the lights added a bit of a strange atmosphere to the hall.

In the silent underground water cistern, several bronze lamps flickered gently, and nine thick iron chains hung in the air to pull a sarcophagus, and below the sarcophagus was a tomb full of swords.

I stood still, my consciousness surging out, letting the lights flicker, flickering and dimming.

Suddenly, I felt a slight jolt under my feet, followed by a rumbling sound in my ears, and then I saw the ground around the grave suddenly crack, and nine bright red coffins were lifted up by the stone platform.

Nine large red coffins seemed to surround the tomb full of swords in the posture of an arched guard.

"Red coffin?" Seeing these nine pairs of red coffins, my brows furrowed slightly, generally speaking, red coffins are for the elderly over eighty years old, because it is a joy and mourning, so red is used.

It is said that after Qu Yuan committed suicide by throwing himself into the river, there was a sacred fish carrying the corpse back to his hometown, and the villagers were buried in coffins. Returning to the hometown, there is a saying of "eight hundred cedars with ten thousand nuts", the villagers seem to be not satisfied, and choose the wood is sturdy, delicate, and exudes a strange fragrance of Yiling Nan to Qu Yuan to make a pair of three feet six inches high "Diantou" "four-board wall" longevity wood. The coffin was made, what color was painted, it took a lot of thought, and an old man insisted on painting red, saying that red was the first of the five positive colors in ancient times, and Dr. Qu Yuan should enjoy this treatment.

At that time, the return to the hometown had been reduced to the occupation area of the Qin state, and the king of Qin got the news, saying that it was worth paying back, and sent a special person to return to the hometown to inquire. The returning wizard and Taoist priest are still traveling around the coffin, surpassing Qu Yuan's undead. When the Qin envoy found the red lacquer coffin, he said angrily, only the Son of Heaven can enjoy this honor, Qu Yuan is just a courtier, how can he sleep in the red lacquer coffin! The returned people were in a hurry, and they painted more than 100 pairs of red lacquer coffins overnight, concentrated them together, and led the Qin envoys to see them one by one, and said confidently that the returned villagers were simple and simple, advocating red and witchcraft, and the old people slept in red lacquer coffins after a hundred years. It was as if a sea of fire had appeared in front of Qin Envoy's eyes, rushing towards him from all directions, wanting to turn him into ashes. The Qin envoy was so frightened by a dazzling red light that he trembled, and returned to China with his tail between his legs to report to the King of Qin. Since returning to his hometown, he has left a custom of sleeping in a red lacquered coffin, which has not changed for more than 2,000 years.

But this is just the longevity coffin that is told, in fact, in addition to the longevity coffin, there is another situation, and the red coffin will also be used, that is, there is something unclean.

At this time, the nine red coffins are obviously impossible to be a longevity coffin, and the nine red coffins are the posture of Cheng Gongwei, so it is not difficult to guess what is inside.

"Knock knock!"

There was a sudden sound of knocking in one of the coffins, which made it look particularly frightening in the empty hall.

"Squeak!"

Slowly, the lid of the coffin slid open to the side.

I held my peachwood sword and stared at the coffin, trying to see what was going to come out of it!

"Whew!"

A figure suddenly sat out of the coffin, and even though I had been prepared, my heart felt like I had missed a beat, the figure was very thin, dressed in red, but because it was facing away from me, I didn't see him clearly.

The figure sat up, twisted its head twice like a rust, and then, as if being held by a thread, stood up at once, and turned back to face me.

It was only then that I could see the appearance of the red shadow, his face was like a zombie from the movie, hideous and terrifying, and at the same time somewhat similar to a mummy, the exposed skin could no longer see the original color, more like the dried old bark.

Red Shadow finally opened his eyes, which were a pair of pupils without black eyes, covered with small red blood vessels, and at first glance, they looked more like slender worms stuck in his eyes.

"Is this a zombie?" According to the memory in my mind, I confirmed the idea in my heart, but it seems that it should be just the most ordinary type of zombie, and the threat is not particularly great.

As long as I know the identity of the thing in front of me, I feel like I have taken a reassuring pill, and sometimes I am afraid of encountering something that I have never seen or recognized.

The red-clad zombie moved his nose and finally locked his gaze on me, and I wasn't sure if his eyes could see me, but he could sense me.

After locking on me, the red-clothed zombie did not hesitate, and jumped up from the coffin, his movements did not show any stiffness, and his flexibility was even no less than that of those so-called martial arts masters.

The red-clad zombie was very bouncing and leaped in front of me, its wide sleeves shaking, and a pair of dry hands came out and grabbed at me with long, black nails.

When the red-clothed zombie jumped out, I was already on full alert, although his speed was fast, but my movements were also not slow, and the peachwood sword in my hand slashed out horizontally, but the light blue light on it surged, but it didn't all bloom all at once.

Without knowing if there is still danger in the future, I can only try to retain my strength, and at the same time, a zombie is not worth my fight.

Although there is no thunder masterpiece, the peachwood sword that has been infused with mana is still like a divine weapon, which can sharpen iron like clay, but the peachwood sword, which has always been sharp, is destined to meet a nemesis this time.

My peachwood sword collided with the hands of the red-clothed zombie solidly, but the result did not cut off the red-clothed zombie's hands as I thought, but only deeply submerged.

Then I took a few steps back under the great force of the red-clothed zombie, and the gaze of the red-clothed zombie was no longer as easy as before.

Although I didn't shoot with all my sword just now, I can cut the same thick steel bar, which means that the body of the red-clothed zombie is more than the steel bar.

Is this really just the most common zombie? I couldn't help but have some doubts in my mind.

Before I could think too much, the red-clad zombie pounced again, and he seemed to be more accustomed to jumping than walking, not because he couldn't walk, but because jumping made him faster and more aggressive.

I didn't keep my hand this time, because I had already sensed the movement of the other eight coffins, and if there were really nine red-clothed zombies besieging it, even I guess it would be more than lucky.

Therefore, I directly used almost eighty percent of my strength for this blow, and at the same time, I no longer had to fight hard with the other party, but chose a more labor-saving method!

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