As a sound that sounded like a bell, a thick white fog slowly rose from the ground, and I could even see the fog drifting by. Immediately afterward, there was a creaking sound in the dead catacomb, a sound that I was no stranger to, and which I had heard with my own ears not long ago. The coffin was ringing, it was the sound of friction between the coffins. The sound of crashing and grinding all around us was constantly ringing, one after the other, and the continuous impact on the eardrums. Everyone else was obviously stunned by the strange sight, and everyone covered their ears. Professor Li simply closed his eyes and leaned into the corner of the wall.

I've never seen anything like it in my life, and my heart is beating hard, but my head is still clear, and I'm not scared crazy. Looking at it this way, the Japanese must have seen the terrifying scene in the tomb a long time ago, otherwise he would not have been frightened into such a ghostly appearance. The fat man glanced down at the door, then turned his head and crawled over: "It's so foggy, what should I do?" ”

I said, "When is this all this, and who cares where it came from?" Shut up, maybe there's going to be some more moths. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a click similar to a broken bone, and a tall, thin figure appeared in the thick fog. The fat man and I immediately covered our mouths and noses, not daring to gasp more. It was very close to us, because there was fog all around, and we could only judge the distance by the size of the shadow. In an instant, all my senses were mobilized, and the more I told myself not to care, the more I couldn't take my eyes off the monster. Seeing that thing approaching us step by step, I was ready to strike first, no matter what it was, I would break through it first. Shirley Young seemed to see my intentions, pressed my hand forcefully, and then pointed out the door.

The fat man was closest to the door, took a sneak peek, and then decisively shrank back and shook his head desperately at me. The two of them blocked at the same time, and I didn't know what to do for a moment, but I saw the thing approaching. Through the cold mist, I could clearly see the full picture of the walking corpse. Unlike the zombies it usually sees, although its limbs are stiff, and the skin and flesh of its body have dried up and fallen off, it is still staggering forward in an almost upright walking posture, and its body keeps swaying from side to side, as if it is drunk.

I was ready to give it a go, but knowing that the guy's target wasn't just us, he stepped straight past us and walked slowly but surely out the door. It wasn't until the body completely disappeared into the fog that I let out a heavy breath. Everyone stared with bated breath, all of them terrified and amazed at the sight before them, but none of them dared to speak casually, for fear of attracting the attention of the monster. The fat man quietly pulled me and motioned for me to look out. I propped my hands on the ground and cautiously leaned out half-on my stomach. Although I was ready in my heart, I was still scared enough by the sight of the demons dancing outside. On the street behind us, across the wall, there was a white mist, and black figures wandered everywhere in the mist, without exception, the corpses that were walking. As far as my eyes could see, there was a large mass of zombies under black pressure, which seemed to be being pulled by something, and they were all moving towards the main city, consciously or unconsciously. It was then that I realized that it was not only sundials hidden in these ancient houses buried underground, but it seemed that every house had hidden coffins, just like the one we had seen before. If my guess is correct, the skeleton, which has fallen apart even to its bones, is now desperately struggling to get up, trying to join in this feast of the dead. Thinking about it this way, the grinding and crashing sounds just heard have an explanation, and there must be other corpses in the burial chamber, just like the one we found, who have lost the ability to physically move, and are forced to act by an unknown force alone.

Someone suddenly slapped me lightly behind me, and I almost screamed. Looking back, the fat man was also lying on the ground. He was sweating profusely and pulled me back. As soon as I sat down, I realized that I was no better, and the sweat on my back had completely stuck to my clothes. I don't know how long it took, the thick fog gradually dissipated, and the ancient town, which was originally filled with footsteps, was quiet again. Wang Qingzheng and Professor Li sat in place, looking at their appearance, they probably hadn't recovered from the impact. Shirley Yang observed for a while, took a long breath and said, "Don't be in a daze, there are still twelve hours for us to act from now on, everyone!" ”

"That's what this Japanese friend just said?" I asked, pointing to the madman who was still huddled to the side.

Professor Li was even more excited, and he couldn't wait to dissect the madman in front of him to find out how to be satisfied. I said, "It's useless for you to be excited, people can't even speak their native language, and you will scare him like this." Only then did Professor Li realize that he had lost his temper.

The fat man was still panting, and I said, "Are you alright?" He grabbed me: "Hurry! Copy guy, so many zongzi floated over just now, and now the coffin must be empty, a good opportunity of a lifetime. ”

"You don't care about the Zongzi meeting?"

"They're happy to go away, and I'm not going to stop them." The fat man was surprised and said, "What we need now is the momentum of the wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, rushing in with all our might, and sweeping away all those bright vessels and burial goods." ”

"With that spare time, you might as well investigate what happened just now." Wang Qingzheng pointed to the madman on the ground with palpitations and said, "This guy said that he has been trapped here for a long time, and his companions have died one after another. I think he should have found this tomb earlier than the Waseda group and the archaeological team. ”

I went up and looked through the man's pocket, looking for something or two that would prove his identity, but unfortunately the guy's clothes had long since rotted out of holes, let alone papers, and there was not even a complete piece of fabric.

"He's a shroud." I tried to pull the blanket off him, but he wouldn't let go. I had no choice but to go back and ask Shirley Young.

She said with a straight face: "He can't speak clearly, and he has a problem with his head." At that time, I only understood the phrase, 'There is a ghost, at eleven o'clock,' and I was already suspicious of the sundial, so as soon as he opened his mouth, I felt that something was wrong, and I really guessed correctly. You all heard that loud noise, right? I don't know what it is, it sounds like a bronze bell that tells the time, and it is estimated that it is just ahead, so it is better to investigate this matter clearly. ”

Wang Qingzheng squatted on the ground and tried to communicate with the man again, and after talking for a long time, the other party did not react at all this time. Wang Dashao said deflatedly: "I guess I'm scared stupid again." I don't know how long he's been trapped here, maybe these zombies come out like this every day, no wonder he's scared like this. ”

"Leave him alone, the ancient city is more dangerous than imagined now, and the direction of their actions is the main city, it seems that there must be a lot of people hiding in it. I think it's very dangerous to go any further, and if you are not mentally prepared, stay by yourself. "I'm telling the truth, the scene just now is too spectacular. It's the first time I've seen so many zongzi in my life, and once they start attacking, not to mention that I can't stop them alone, it's just that all the people here together don't have enough to stuff their teeth.

Wang Qingzheng insisted that the old man was still inside, and he couldn't retreat. Professor Li immediately shouted: "I can't go, these are national treasures, and they belong to the government's wealth." I'm going to stay, I'm going to protect them. ”

I said in my heart, go back and wait for them to take you away, and see who protects whom. However, none of the old and young masters were willing to give up, and they all were gearing up, wanting to compete with Qingtian. I said, "Okay, since everyone has the fighting spirit, that's great." But the ugly words are ahead, life is your own, and you can't blame others if something happens. "I have a strong instinct to tell me that there must be a hidden whereabouts of the Golden Tripod in the main city where the corpses gather. I stood up, patted the dirt, and saw [my international friend] lying on the ground, and I was distressed. Crazy or not is secondary, it is better to count a human life, in case something goes wrong here, it seems a little too much.

Shirley Yang saw that I was worried, and immediately said: "He has been hiding in the ancient city for so long, and all the facilities are more familiar than us, so it is not a problem to hide for a little longer." Moreover, his hostility towards us is not subsided, and it is not beneficial for both parties to take him with him. It's safer to pick him up afterwards. When the others heard this, they thought it was reasonable, so we left him water and food, and continued our march towards the main city.

Because of the incident of a group of corpses gathering, everyone's spirits were tense, for fear that one would pop up from somewhere if they were not careful. The fat man asked me: "Where do you get so many zongzi in a good city, was the city built to keep them in captivity?" ”

It's not that I haven't thought about the question he asked, but I don't have a clue when I think about it. "How can a normal person trap so many zongzi and hide them underground? What's more, as I can see, the coffins are all sealed in the nailed room, and the corpses themselves have also taken measures to prevent stiffness, not so much that someone deliberately kept the zongzi in captivity here, but rather that some irresistible force sealed them underground. Otherwise, why bother to put on wooden strips and hemp ropes, and just throw them on the street and let them run. ”

The fat man felt a little reasonable when he heard this, and then he burst out laughing for some reason. I said, "Are you scared silly?" What's so funny. He shook his head while laughing, "I was just thinking, do we count this as a netherworld." You see, there are dead people everywhere, and they will hold meetings at fixed points when they are fine, so they will go to the cafeteria to eat a big pot of rice. ”

"You don't have this idea, if all the dead in the world are so virtuous, what will happen to the living? Yin and yang are inherited, and the cycle of life and death is the law of nature. After death, he does not sleep or rot, and he makes trouble everywhere with a hard breath, which is a lack of virtue for others and himself. ”

"Look at what you mean, the whole city is full of unscrupulous ghosts."

"I don't mean that, but theoretically, we're the aggressors. You think, for thousands of years, people have been walking around in the ground like this, and this has neither hindered the founding of New China nor affected the country's grain production. If we hadn't come here, we wouldn't have known that there was such a place in the world in our lives. So, my theory is: people don't offend me, I don't offend people. After all, people have already died once, and we still have to respect what we can respect, and when we really want to do it, we must not be soft-hearted, and vow to fight them until they can no longer get up. ”

"Pull it down. It's not like you didn't see it just now, the black oppressive sea of people, and every family has a strong man, which is enough to surround us to death. Anyway, I'm ready, if I can't run, stay in the green mountains, and I'm not afraid of running out of firewood. ”

The fat man would actually say the words of escape, especially on the eve of finding the coffin and fishing for the Ming vessel. This was a bit of a surprise to me, and at the same time it made me feel very stressful about the trip.

Shirley Yang, who had been listening to our conversation silently from the sidelines, coughed and interjected, "I'm more worried about other people, such as Wang Puyuan, and the doctor you mentioned. It's best if they didn't find it, but when they came out just now, if they couldn't dodge, I'm afraid it would be ...... by now-she said and looked at Wang Qingzheng, who was walking in the forefront, "This kid is a violent temper, I'm afraid that it will be out of control when the time comes." ”

If it weren't for her careful reminder, I would have almost forgotten about Old Man Wang. Not only that, but there is also Lin Fang, who was seriously injured and left in the ear room, and Wang Puyuan's subordinates took care of her. But right now, the people of the Wang family have long been scattered, so what about Lin Fang? Would it be dangerous for her to be alone in the ear chambers? When I think about this, I can't help but stop. Shirley Yang asked me what was going on, and I didn't dare to hesitate to tell Lin Fang about it. The fat man was furious on the spot, and came up and punched me directly in the face. Shirley Yang didn't stop her, she looked at me incredulously, and then asked, "What should we do if Lin Fang has three longs and two shorts to hide from us for such a big thing?" The fat man was about to pounce on him with red eyes, but Wang Qingzheng and Professor Li pulled him together, but he was pushed to the ground by the fat man.