Broken gold is sprinkled on the ground, and the floating dust is all in the beam.

Zhong Shenxiu lay on the bamboo chair, picked up the celadon teacup, took a sip of the tea with a faint aroma, turned a few pages of the slightly yellowed textbook in his hand, and sighed softly.

"The changes in this Chinese textbook are becoming more and more incomprehensible, I really don't know what those people are thinking. ”

complained lightly, and then seemed to think of something, and smiled to himself: "The owner of a small bookstore, what do you want to do so much, it seems that this time is really too idle." ”

Throwing the textbook in his hand on the table, Zhong Shenxiu looked at the beam of light shining through the gap between the leaves, and fell into deep thought, but it didn't take long for Zhong Shenxiu to feel heavy eyelids, so he closed his eyes, breathed slowly and evenly, and fell asleep.

However, what Zhong Shenxiu didn't notice was that when he fell asleep, the book he threw on the table gradually flickered, and the light spread to all the books in the room, and after about a few minutes, suddenly the light burst into a streamer that swept over Zhong Shenxiu, and then disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, Zhong Shenxiu woke up violently, but what caught his eye was not the familiar beige ceiling, but the pitch-black rock.

"What's going on? Haven't you woken up yet? Still dreaming?"

Zhong Shenxiu sat up and looked around, a little dazed.

Then, twisting his face.

Well, it hurts.

It doesn't seem to be a dream.

But what's going on?

Pranks, crossing, master god games?

Zhong Shen showed his mind for a moment, stood up, and squinted his eyes and looked around.

It was pitch black all around, and only a few bronze ancient lamps emitted a little light to illuminate the small places around.

With this light, Zhong Shenxiu found that he seemed to be in an ancient tomb.

Because he found a coffin lying horizontally in front of him.

found the coffin, Zhong Shenxiu was not very panicked.

Because although Zhong Shenxiu has many shortcomings, he has one outstanding advantage, that is, he is calm, no matter what he encounters, he can calm down quickly.

There is quite a bit of the wind of the ancient generals who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and did not change their faces.

In this way, it is unlikely that the prank will be pranked, and no matter how prank you are, it is impossible to transform your bookstore into an ancient tomb.

There is a high probability that it may be a crossing or some kind of main god game.

As for which one, it remains to be studied.

Whatever it is, it represents danger, extreme danger.

Because, even if it's not a game of the main god, a bookstore owner who travels into an ancient tomb, even if there are no zombies and ghosts, all kinds of mechanisms are enough to kill him.

And maybe there are zombies.

Thinking of this, Zhong Shenxiu showed a wry smile, this is really a person sleeping at home, and the disaster comes from the sky.

It's just that before Zhong Shenxiu could laugh bitterly, a terrible roar came from the tomb, and his voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords had collapsed, full of anger.

There are really zombies!!

Zhong Shenxiu was so shocked that he didn't have time to tell why the zombie was screaming, his eyes swept around, he found a dark corner, and hurriedly jumped over and hid.

Hiding in the corner, Zhong Shenxiu calmed down, what should I do next?

Chung Shin-so begins to recall how to deal with zombies.

Black donkey hooves?

No.

Black dog blood?

No.

Ink fountain?

No.

Talismans?

No.

Mahogany?

No.

Anything that Zhong Shenxiu could recall that could deal with zombies was nothing.

Isn't it possible to go out and fight with this big dumpling?

Let's not talk about whether Zhong Shenxiu's small body can fight hand-to-hand, just say that the various toxins on this zombie's body, once they break a little skin, it is enough to kill Zhong Shenxiu.

Moreover, looking at the posture of the zombies, they can move freely, at least they are white, maybe higher.

Not to mention the higher level, even Bai Zhuang himself can't deal with it.

What to do?

Zhong Shenxiu was thinking about a way to get out, and suddenly heard a loud roar: "Well, look at your grandfather Wu's Hercules fist." ”

After that, Zhong Shenxiu heard the sound of bang, which seemed to be the sound of fists colliding with zombie bodies.

Zhong Shenxiu was overjoyed when he heard this, there are people, it seems that he is still a practitioner, and he has been saved.

But Zhong Shenxiu did not have the impulse, but tiptoed along the wall to the junction between the tomb and the tomb, clinging to the wall, and then carefully poked out half of his head from the corner and looked into the tomb.

Imprinted into Zhong Shenxiu's eyes were three figures, but Zhong Shenxiu's guy was short-sighted, and he couldn't see it very clearly.

So, Zhong Shenxiu frowned, squinted his eyes, and looked hard into the field, finally seeing more clearly.

Two people and one zombie.

One of these two people is a rickety old man in a black robe, who is holding various ink fountains and wrapping them around the zombies.

One was a tall and sturdy young man, dressed in a short fight and with fists and gloves, and was punching the zombie back, knocking the zombie back in place, as if to buy the old man time.

While fighting back, he shouted: "Master Zhou, you should hurry up, I can't hold it anymore, this big zongzi is too hard." ”

The old man named Zhou Fuzi replied while jumping flexibly and wrapping ink threads around the green stiff body: "You can't hold it for just a few moments, in vain you Wu Daming still claimed to be the most powerful person in Lizhou City in the past, I think you kid is completely nonsense." ”

Zhou Fuzi's words made Wu Daming angry and screamed, but this Wu Daming was not good at talking, and when he had nowhere to vent, he could only vent his anger on the zombie in front of him, and the force of the punch couldn't help but be much greater, and for a while he suppressed the zombie at a disadvantage.

Look at the zombie again, surrounded by a faint green mist, and the skin all over the body is green, the fangs are exposed, the eyes are white, there is a faint circle of blood around the eyes, the nails are long and sharp, and the robe on the body seems to have been broken because of age, hanging on the body in twos and threes.

Zhong Shenxiu saw the green mist and green skin around this zombie, and suddenly felt a sigh in his heart.

It's a green stiffness.

This is already the third level of zombies.

According to Zhong Shenxiu's records from an ancient book, zombies are divided into purple zombies, white zombies or black zombies, green zombies, hair zombies, flying zombies, wandering corpses, wandering corpses, ambushed corpses, immortal bones, and even drought and roar, etc.

The others don't talk about him, just talk about this green zombie, the corpse qi emitted by the corpse and the zombie's body are green. Compared with the white zombie and the black zombie, the jump is extremely fast, not afraid of people, not afraid of domestic animals, but only afraid of the sun.

Zombies of this level are no longer something that ordinary people can defeat.

Moreover, this green zombie corpse poison is already extremely terrifying, not only is it necessary to be poisoned by the corpse if it is cut through the skin, but the layer of green mist around it is the corpse gas, and if it smells too much corpse gas, it will also be poisoned by the corpse.

If you are poisoned by this corpse, you will be greatly injured, and if you are serious, you will lose your life and turn into zombies.

Therefore, this kind of green stiffness requires professionals to deal with.

However, looking at the appearance of these two people in the field, it seems to be quite professional, Zhong Shenxiu sincerely hopes that these two people can successfully destroy this big zongzi.

No matter what you say, people can still communicate, this big zongzi will bite you to death, and you can't even communicate.

Just as Zhong Shenxiu was muttering in his heart, the situation in the field changed.