The fat man's words finally answered the doubts in the hearts of the two.

At the same time, the admiration for Feng Yun in my heart became more and more profound. There was a spiritualist practice before, and the existing beans were sprinkled into charms. And it's like turning decay into magic, turning seemingly ordinary folklore into a great means.

This level makes them really yearn for it.

Now that the crisis has been lifted, the entire burial chamber has once again been plunged into darkness, and the armor and fallen blades can be faintly seen all over the ground.

Yan Qilin casually picked up a shoulder armor and looked at it carefully, and then frowned slightly:

"Judging from the traces, it doesn't look like an antiquity......"

"That's right."

The fat man naturally refused to let go of such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced:

"The fat man's eyes are rulers, and you can know what antiquities are and what they are not.

It's really weird, all the armor scattered on the ground looks like it's been newly created.

This technique is the same as that of the blacksmiths of the Song Dynasty, but it seems that the conditions for building are limited, so it is relatively rough. ”

As he spoke, the fat man picked up a big knife next to him, held it in his hand and checked it:

"And these weapons too, you see there are a few of them that are not bladed.

This is evil, where can there be so many newly created weapons and equipment in the ancient tomb?

Could it be that in order to adapt to modern life, this demon has changed his career to become an arms dealer? But now that it's the era of hot weapons, who the hell still uses cold weapons! ”

"Bell...... Bell ......"

Just as the fat man's voice fell, the faint voice like Jin Ge striking iron came again.

This made the three of them quickly look at each other, and at the moment when the voice came, a somewhat absurd guess appeared in the minds of the three of them.

"Could it be that the sound is now, that something is striking iron?"

Ma Ling'er herself didn't realize his attitude, and after experiencing these things, she had already changed.

Now for these ghosts and gods, and supernatural things, Ma Ling'er no longer has the slightest resistance in her heart, but gradually integrates into the conversation between the fat man and Yan Qilin.

"What the hell, what kind of evil is it, encroaching on people's tombs, abducting yin spirits from the land of extreme yin, forging blades, and forging armor.

Could it be that this product still has an emperor's dream? Want to build an army in this tomb? ”

The fat man's guess was not unreasonable, and the eyes of the three of them quickly fell on the stone door at the end of the tomb, leading to the main tomb.

The sound came from behind the stone gate, so the three of them quickly walked to the door together.

Yan Qilin stretched out his two fingers and groped for a little on the stone gate, and then the blood in his body flowed and gathered on his two fingers, and the yin and yang qi were wrapped on it again, and he stabbed his fingers towards the stone gate.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came, and then the heavy stone gate slowly rose.

"Your finger has a lot of functions......

The fat man's eyes were full of envy, in terms of fighting ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, he felt that the spell he learned would not be worse than Yan Qilin.

But the yin and yang fingers of Yan Qilin seem to be useful in many places, and even all aspects of life are inseparable from it, which will inevitably make the fat man envious.

Ma Ling'er seemed to understand the meaning of the fat man's words, and immediately glanced at him with disdain.

The three of them soon passed through the stone door and arrived at a new burial chamber, but this one was much more rudimentary than the others.

The walls on both sides are not made of stone at all, but very rudimentary raw soil.

There are still bumps on the walls, and the soil is very new, as if it had been dug up not long ago.

"Look, I'll just say it, this evil person who makes trouble just wants to be the emperor of the soil."

The fat man pointed to the place in front of him, which was obviously expanded, and said disdainfully in the four-walled style of the family:

"While forming an army and expanding the tomb, it is still newly dug up, which is quite a fucking craftsman.

The fat man wants to see, what kind of strange thing is it, what age is it and still dreaming of spring and autumn here? ”

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......"

The sound of the golden iron striking was intermittent, but it was much clearer than Fang Cai, which meant that the location of the three of them was not far from the source of the sound.

Only this time, without the amulet, the three of them fell into that strange pain again.

It felt as if the voice could bring the three of them into a fantasy, but this feeling was different from the illusion in the flat head at that time.

For some reason, a sense of irritation rose in the hearts of the three of them, and an obsession hit their hearts, and the picture of the ancient battlefield loomed in front of them.

Iron hooves are clanging, horses neighing like thunder, surrounded by soldiers in armor, and the ground is full of corpses.

The fat man gritted his teeth and quickly took out three pieces of jade, each of which was only the size of a fingernail, and exuded a cold glow.

"Take it in your mouth!"

As he spoke, the fat man took the lead in taking the jade into his mouth, and a cool sensation spread down his throat, and the irritability disappeared immediately.

The battlefield picture in front of him disappeared, and the fat man who came back to his senses realized in amazement that he didn't know when he picked up a blade on the ground in his other hand.

Looking at Ma Ling'er and Yan Qilin again, after the two came back to their senses, they immediately threw away the weapons in their hands.

"It's not right, it seems to have a very strong obsession that can even affect us.

Fortunately, there is Yin Jade, Yin Jade is Yin, I originally kept it to attract demons, but I didn't expect to use it here. ”

The fat man wiped his sweat as he spoke, then tore the strip of cloth from his clothes and stuffed it in his ears:

"You'd better plug your ears too, maybe next time we'll be trapped in it, maybe even unconsciously killing each other!"

The two also knew that the fat man's words were not an exaggeration, so they followed suit.

The hearts of the three of them were full of doubts about the source of this voice, so they also subconsciously accelerated the pace of their feet.

Fortunately, there are no more ghost soldiers to stop it, but the yin qi around is getting thicker and thicker, and there is even a special smell mixed with the yin qi.

Like a rotting corpse, like dusty rotten wood, the mixed smell made the three of them frown.

The further you go, the more cold you feel.

This cold has nothing to do with temperature, but spreads from the inside out.

And, the further you go, the darker the ground becomes, and you even feel a little greasy when you step on it.

Yan Qilin walked in the front to open the way, and at this moment he was tense like an arrow on a string, and there was a feeling of uneasiness that became stronger and stronger in his heart.

Ma Ling'er walked beside the fat man, looking around with a slightly flustered look, and at the same time asked the fat man in a low voice:

"Is this feeling of cold caused by yin? And what's the deal with this particular smell? ”

The fat man also rarely shows a very serious look:

"This doesn't seem to be a simple yin qi, and there is a purer yin and cold power spreading in the yin qi.

But I've only completed the first phase of my training, and I don't know everything......"

The trio soon crossed a narrow burial passage, which was also apparently expanded.

Gradually, when the walls that the three of them could see were no longer the original soil, and once again became the same stone walls as the previous burial chamber, it meant that the three of them were close to the main burial chamber.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......"

The sound of Jin Ge striking iron came from the wide open stone door at the end of the tomb.

This is obviously the main burial chamber, although it is still simple and does not have the luxury of any ancient tombs, but the height of the stone door is a little higher than that of several other burial chambers.

The cold and strange smell made the three of them feel that breathing had become a very luxurious thing.

The three of them subconsciously relaxed their steps and walked into the tomb step by step.

In the middle of the chamber was a hanging coffin, the bottom of which was shaking slightly in the direction of the door.

"Hanging coffin? This was rare in the Song Dynasty. ”

The fat man walked a few steps forward curiously as he spoke, but before he could take a closer look at the coffin, he saw a figure with his back to them not far away.

The fat man was suddenly startled, and quickly gave the two people behind him a look.

The two of them came to the angle where the fat man was, and only then did they notice the figure blocked by the hanging coffin.

Due to the darkness in which the person was located, the three of them could only see a general outline.

And behind the silhouette, in front of the figure, there was a dark blue flame.

The flames looked vigorous, but there was not a single heat in the room.

Through the faint light, the outline became clearer and clearer, giving people the first impression that this person was also very strong, and he seemed to be wearing a suit of armor.

It is worth noting that this person has a sledgehammer in his hand and keeps repeating the action of lifting the hammer and dropping the hammer.

The sledgehammer in its hand kept smashing against the iron in the blue flames.

I couldn't feel any temperature, but the iron in the flames quickly deformed, and it looked rather strange.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

With each drop of the hammer, the familiar sound of Jin Ge striking iron will be heard.

After the three of them glanced at each other, it suddenly became clear in their hearts that this should be the real culprit behind everything.

But what the three of them didn't expect was that the sound of Jin Ge striking iron was really someone striking iron underground.

This is a bit too weird, especially the fat man, his face is already full of unbelievable at the moment.

"What the hell is this? Could it be that a piece of iron has become fine? ”

"The director said that it is difficult for a spiritless thing to become a spirit......

Yan Qilin seriously rejected the fat man's idea, which suddenly made the fat man cry and laugh a little:

"I just said it was just a rhetoric, and of course I knew it couldn't be made of iron.

But this product always feels a little weird......

Did you see the blue flame in front of him, it didn't seem to be an ordinary yang fire.

The whole body is blue, light and extremely cold, this seems to be a corpse fire......"

As he spoke, the fat man slowly walked a few steps forward, trying to see the figure clearly.

"Click!"

However, the fat man, who was obsessed with paying attention to the figure, did not notice that the tomb was littered with all kinds of blades, and as he stepped on it, it soon made a crisp sound.

In an instant, the figure stopped swinging the sledgehammer, and then suddenly turned around, and in the darkness, only a pair of dark green eyes shimmered.

The fat man quickly pulled out a charm and held it in his hand to defend himself, and the moment the figure turned around, a strange smell came to his face.

"Whoosh......"

In just the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared, and the fat man suddenly looked around, and before he could react, Yan Qilin's hurried voice came from behind him:

"Be careful, up there!"

Hearing this, the fat man immediately raised his head, only to notice that Fang Cai's figure actually jumped up and jumped several meters high.

Without any nonsense, the figure came straight to the fat man, and the sledgehammer in his hand fell with unstoppable force.

At the last moment, the fat man hurriedly took a Tiangang step, which was able to avoid the sledgehammer.

The sledgehammer slammed against the fat man's face and slammed to the ground, and with a loud bang came the whole chamber to shake.

At this moment, the three of them finally saw the figure in front of them clearly, the dry and rotten skin seemed to be attached to the skeleton, and a pair of dark green eyes exuded a terrifying cold light.

Dressed in shabby armor, he looks like a soldier of the Song Dynasty.

The fat man looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, and from his point of view, he happened to see the front of the hanging coffin.

The coffin was empty, there was no body, and the coffin lid turned out to be the table that this person had placed under the iron when he struck the iron.

"This ...... Is this a fucking zombie? ”

There are many folk legends about zombies, and the description of zombies is exactly the same as the person in front of you.

Accepting the fact that the demon existed, it took some time for all three of them.

Second, they never thought that the first time they went on a mission alone, what they had to deal with was actually a zombie.

But what are these zombies doing when they are idle and have nothing to do with iron? Do you still want to rebel as the emperor in the underworld?

Just as the fat man was stunned, the zombie swung it again, and the sledgehammer in his hand smashed towards the fat man.

At the critical moment, Yan Qilin sideways blocked in front of the fat man, Yin and Yang commanded, and collided with the sledgehammer in the hands of the zombie in the air.

"Boom!"

Although this hammer was blocked by Yan Qilin, the powerful force also shook him out, and he took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body.

The fat man who came back to his senses hurriedly stepped back for the time being, while constantly muttering about calming down, while trying his best to recall whether Feng Yun had said how to deal with zombies during training.

The so-called zombies, those who have reached the end of their lives and have not disappeared, can be called zombies......

The so-called people fight for a breath, the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and the reason for the stiffness is also in this breath

Ossified into a corpse, not a demon or a ghost, but a type of demon, when the body dies, the obsession is deep, the qi condenses, and it only after a long time that it becomes stiff

The Northern Wei Dynasty has the title of the book "Water Jing Note, Wei Shui". There is a saying in the book: Zombies are leaning in caves, with dry bones and intact, but no skin and hair, which should be hundreds of years of remains......