A white web chrysalis hanging upside down is cut little by little, and William carefully picks the silk open, revealing the entangled creature (wow, a bald head!)

It was a human in shabby leather armor, a wizened human male corpse, to be exact. His face was shriveled and unrecognizable, his jaw was crooked, his teeth were yellow and uneven, and most of his right molars had been lost, as if he had been hit hard. The corpse's eyes were round, its cloudy pupils looked at everyone, and a trace of fear was frozen in its godless eyes.

"Oh my God, there's a human corpse in here!" Weimar exclaimed subconsciously.

"Corpses, isn't this something to be seen, there's nothing to make a fuss about. Barrett quipped, "Do you think there's anything in there? a naked beauty?"

"But he's not a dreadclaw corpse, or a caveman, he's a human corpse. "Fake Sir justifies," our kind. ”

"Maybe. Barrett shrugged, "It doesn't seem any different to me. ”

"Do you think he's going to come back to life all of a sudden?" said Blake, the archer, who had finally stopped staring at the statue of the black panther.

As soon as his words fell, everyone except Barrett subconsciously took a few steps back. Then, as if to confirm Blake's words, the head of the upside-down thin male corpse actually moved.

"Damn, he really moved!!" William exclaimed in a suppressed voice, and several members of the 'Good Helper' adventure team all panicked into the tunnel.

Barrett turned to look at the strangely behaved young men, and he frowned and asked suspiciously, "As adventurers, you are actually afraid of corpses, have you never learned that the words 'corpse' and 'treasure chest' are actually equated?"

"However, it's not just a corpse, it's more likely to be an undead!" William said timidly, peeking his head out of the corridor, "and besides, the treasure chest cough doesn't suddenly burst out and bite like the undead." ”

"Not necessarily. Barrett said casually, "Trust me, treasure chests are sometimes more dangerous than moving corpses!"

The brute strode towards the human corpse, which had moved inexplicably. He bent down slightly, held the glowing stone in front of the corpse, and looked at it face to face.

"Hey, be careful, Barrett of Nord!" Weimar squeezed out from under Wilhelm and waved his hand at the brute in a hurry, "Don't you see? He really moved, really!

These young men seemed to be particularly afraid of the undead.

"Even if it's a real undead, there's nothing to be afraid of. "Isn't the town of Knell, which is crowded with undead, also let me go in and out at will," Actually, there is a very simple way to deal with the undead, which is to ......" A dagger suddenly appeared in the barbarian's left hand, and he quickly drove the dagger deep into the corpse's head, "It is to attack their heads and extinguish the soul fire in their skulls." The barbarian said as a teacher.

However, the dead male corpse with a dagger nailed straight to the door of his head suddenly shook his head again, frightening several young people to huddle in the corridor and gasp.

"This corpse may not be undead......" Barrett stared at the corpse intently, as if he had found something unusual from above.

This is not a dark realm, and it is impossible to have enough negative energy, at least none of them feel uncomfortable, and the little ghost has not come out of the ornament, so even if this corpse is really an undead, it is impossible to resurrect it again so quickly. It can shake because of other reasons.

"Let's get out of here, quickly!" Weimar beckoned Barrett, "and let the Caveman Patriarch seal this up and take another path to complete the mission!"

"Don't worry, it's just a little spider. As soon as Barrett finished speaking, a small spider with gray skin and green fluff slowly crawled out of the mouth of the male corpse.

The little guy tentatively peeked out half of his body from the crooked mouth, and looked around with the eight big and small eyes on his head.

When it noticed the glowing stone in Barrett's hand, the eight pure black eyes narrowed slightly, and then the two front legs were raised high, and the chelicera of the head kept rubbing against each other, making a subtle "swish" sound, as if trying to express its dissatisfaction.

"Is it a spider? Weimar exhaled, squeezed out of the corridor, and came to Barrett's side, "As long as it's not the undead, and to tell you the truth, we are all afraid of the undead, and we are very afraid." ”

"But we all have different reasons for being afraid. William also came to the little spider.

"Yes. Weimar nodded, "I'm just scared of everything that moves after death, and William was scared when he was a child by his grandmother with a weird fairy tale called 'The Dead Knock on the Door.'" ”

"Haven't you heard that story?" William recounted, mimicking the old woman's tone, "In the dark night, when there was a knock on the door, Old Vic walked slowly down the creaking stairs with a candle to the door where the paint had fallen off, and asked aloud, 'Who, what's the matter at such a late hour?' 'I'm sorry, I can't find my way home, can you let me spend the night?' a female voice suddenly sounded outside the door. Old Vic was a little upset with the man who had woken him up in the middle of the night, 'No, go find a hotel, there's one around here!' he shouted. 'Thank you for letting me stay overnight, you're such a nice guy. The female voice said happily. 'No, are you a goblin who doesn't understand the lingua franca?' Old Vic was furious. Then I'll come in. The female voice murmured. 'I said no!' Old Vic felt a little strange at the woman who was talking to herself. The next moment, the woman's voice actually appeared directly in the house......"

"Why did the spider crawl into the inside of the corpse, and then it was sealed in a chrysalis?" asked Weimar, "why is that?"

"Hey, I'm not done yet!" William complained.

"Now is not the time to tell a story!"

William pouted, but didn't say anything.

"Maybe the spiders laid their eggs inside the carcass. Blake whispered, holding the handle of the bow straddling across his chest.

"But this is not the case with moss spiders, they lay their eggs in egg sacs and hang them on the wall. The goblin said, "If the eggs were laid inside the corpse......

"Then it's probably more than one. Barrett straightened up, his expression a little serious, "All stand back!" he commanded.

The first spider to emerge crawled out of the corpse's mouth, about the size of a lemon, and more like it when curled up. Then a second, third, and fourth 'lemon spiders' crawled out of it, and then the little spiders began to swarm outward, like a drunkard who had drunk too much and was poured up, constantly pouring out bile.

Many spiders crowded and landed on the webs on the ground, and then turned over and crawled towards the walls on both sides, and several crawled towards Barrett and the others.

William trampled on a spider that tried to jump on his feet, green juice spilling out of the soles of his feet, "Damn, it's disgusting!" he said depressedly, raising his foot.

"Wait......" Barrett motioned for silence, "did you hear anything?"

"The sound of spiders?" asked Weimar, "the little spiders crawled together, and the sound of their screams made my scalp tingle." ”

"No, it's not. Barrett pulled out the 'Tyrannical Touch' and looked at the darkness in the distance with a serious look, "Get ready for battle, some big guys are coming." ”

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