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Chapter 85

Fatty's words finally answered the doubts in the hearts of the two of them.

At the same time, the admiration for Feng Yun grew deeper in his heart.In the past, there was a practice of summoning souls, but now there is a method of throwing beans into amulets.And it's like turning decay into magic, turning seemingly ordinary folk customs into extraordinary means.

This level makes them really yearn for.

But now that the crisis was temporarily lifted, the entire tomb was once again plunged into darkness, and armors and fallen weapons could be vaguely seen all over the floor.

Yan Qilin casually picked up a shoulder armor and inspected it carefully, then frowned slightly:
"From the traces, it doesn't look like an ancient thing..."

"Yes."

Fatty naturally refused to let go of such a good opportunity to pretend:
"Fat Master's eyes are like rulers, you can tell what is an ancient thing and what is not.

This thing is really weird, all the armor scattered on the ground looks like it was newly built.

This kind of craftsmanship is exactly the same as that of blacksmiths in the Song Dynasty, but it seems that the conditions for making it 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 weighed it:

"There are also these weapons, look at how many of them are not sharpened.

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

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

"Clang...clang..."

Just as the fat man finished speaking, the faint voice like a sword striking iron came again.

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

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

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

Now Ma Ling'er no longer has the slightest resistance to these ghosts and gods and supernatural things, but has gradually integrated into the conversation between Fatty and Yan Qilin.

"Damn it, what kind of evil is it that invades people's tombs, abducts ghosts from the most shady land, and forges weapons and armor.

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

Fatty's guess was not unreasonable, and the eyes of the three quickly focused on the stone door at the end of the tomb, leading to the main tomb.

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

Yan Qilin stretched out his two fingers, groped for a while on the stone gate, and then circulated the blood in his body, converging on the two fingers, enveloping the yin and yang energy again, and stabbing his fingers towards the stone gate.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and then the heavy stone gate slowly rose.

"Your finger has many functions..."

Fatty's eyes were full of envy. In terms of fighting ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, he felt that the spells he had learned were no worse than Yan Qilin.

But Yan Qilin's yin and yang finger seems to be useful in many places, and even every aspect of life is inseparable from it, which will inevitably make the fat man envious.

Ma Ling'er seemed to understand what the fat man meant, and immediately glanced at him contemptuously.

The three of them quickly walked through the stone gate and arrived at a new tomb, but this tomb was much simpler than the other tombs.

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

There are still uneven marks on the walls, and the soil is so new that it seems that it was dug out not long ago.

"Look, let me just say, this troublemaker just wants to be the Emperor of the Earth."

Fatty pointed to the tomb in front of him, which had obviously been expanded, and said with contempt:
"While forming an army, the tomb was expanded at the same time, it is still newly dug, this motherfucker has a craftsman spirit.

Fatty would like to see, what kind of strange thing is it, and what age is it still dreaming of spring and autumn? "

"Clang... clang... clang..."

The sound of Jin Ge striking iron was intermittent, but it was much clearer than before, which meant that the three of them were not far from the source of the sound.

Only this time, without the amulet, the three fell into that weird pain again.

I feel that the voice seems to be able to bring the three of them into the illusion, but this feeling is different from that in Brother Pingtou's illusion.

For some reason, the three of them felt a surge of rage and a sense of obsession, and the image of the ancient battlefield in front of them was faintly visible.

Iron hoofs clank, horses neigh like thunder, soldiers in armor are all around, and the ground is full of corpses.

Gritting his teeth, the fat man quickly took out three pieces of jade, each of which was the size of a fingernail, and exuded bursts of coldness.

"Hold it in your mouth!"

While speaking, the fat man took the lead in taking the jade into his mouth, and a cool feeling spread down his throat, and then the irritability disappeared.

The scene of the battlefield in front of him disappeared, and the fat man who came back to his senses realized in astonishment that at some point, he picked up a weapon on the ground in his other hand.

Seeing that Ma Linger and Yan Qilin were both in the same situation, they immediately dropped the weapons in their hands after they came back to their senses.

"This voice is not right, it seems to have a very strong obsession, and it can even affect us.

Fortunately, there is Yin jade, which belongs to Yin. I originally kept it to attract monsters, but I didn't expect to use it here. "

The fat man wiped his sweat while talking, then tore off the cloth strips from his clothes and stuffed them in his ears:
"You'd better plug your ears, maybe we'll get stuck in it next time, and maybe even kill each other unconsciously!"

The two also knew that Fatty's words were not exaggerated, so they followed suit.

The three of them were full of doubts about the source of the sound, so they subconsciously quickened their pace.

Fortunately, there will no longer be any ghost soldiers blocking him, but the surrounding Yin Qi is getting thicker and thicker, and there is even a special smell mixed in the Yin Qi.

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

The further you go, the colder you will feel.

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

Moreover, the further you go, the darker the ground under your feet, and it even feels a little greasy when you step on it.

Yan Qilin walked in the front to open the way. At this moment, his nerves were tense like an arrow on a string, and a feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger in his heart.

Ma Ling'er walked beside the fat man, looking around with flustered eyes, and at the same time asked the fat man in a low voice:
"Is this cold feeling caused by Yin Qi? Then what's the matter with this special smell?"

Fatty also rarely showed a very serious look:

"This doesn't seem to be pure Yin Qi, there is a more pure cold power spreading in Yin Qi.

But my training has only completed the first stage, I don't know everything..."

The three of them quickly passed through a narrow tomb passage, which was obviously expanded.

Gradually, when the wall that the three saw was no longer the original soil, but turned into the same stone wall as the previous tomb, it meant that the three were approaching the main tomb.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

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

This is obviously the main tomb. Although it is still simple and does not have the luxury of any ancient tomb, the height of the stone gate is higher than that of the other tombs.

The coldness and weird smell made breathing a very luxurious thing for the three of them.

The three of them subconsciously lowered their footsteps and walked into the tomb step by step.

In the middle of the tomb is a hanging coffin. The bottom of the coffin is facing the direction of the door and is shaking slightly.

"Hanging coffin? This is rare in the Song Dynasty."

The fat man took a few steps forward curiously while talking, but before he could take a closer look at the coffin, he saw a figure with his back facing them not far away.

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

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

Since this person was in the darkness, the three of them could only see a general outline.

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

The flames looked very strong, but there was no heat in the room.

Through the faint light, the outline became more and more clear, giving people the first impression that this person is also very strong, and seems to be wearing a suit of armor.

It is worth noting that this person holds a sledgehammer in his hand, and keeps repeating the action of raising and lowering the hammer.

The sledgehammer in its hand kept hitting the iron block in the blue flame.

It is obvious that no temperature can be felt, but the iron block in the flames is rapidly deformed, which looks rather weird.

"Clang...clang..."

Accompanied by every drop of the hammer, the familiar sound of Jin Ge striking iron will be heard.

After the three of them looked at each other, they immediately understood 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 actually someone striking iron underground.

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

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

"The director said that it is very difficult for an inanimate thing to become a spirit..."

Yan Qilin vetoed Fatty's idea solemnly, and immediately made Fatty dumbfounded:

"What I just said was just a rhetoric, of course I know that it must not be a piece of iron.

But this product always feels a little weird...

Did you see the blue flame in front of him? It doesn't seem like an ordinary fire.

The whole body is dark blue, bright and extremely cold, it seems to be corpse fire..."

While talking, the fat man slowly walked forward a few steps, trying to see the figure clearly.

"Crack!"

However, the fat man who was paying attention to the figure didn't notice at all that all kinds of weapons were scattered all over the tomb room, and as he stepped on it, there was a crisp sound soon.

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

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

"Whoosh..."

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared, and the fat man looked around immediately. Before he could react, Yan Qilin's hurried voice came from behind:
"Careful, up there!"

Hearing this, the fat man raised his head immediately, only then did he notice that the figure just jumped up, several meters high.

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

At the critical moment, the fat man hurriedly used the Tiangang step, and barely avoided the sledgehammer.

The sledgehammer hit the ground against the fat man's face, and at the same time as there was a loud noise, the entire tomb was shaken.

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

Wearing dilapidated armor, he looked like a Song Dynasty soldier.

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

The coffin was empty, and there was no corpse, and the coffin lid turned out to be the table that this person had put on when he was blacksmithing.

"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 me.

It took some time for the three of them to accept the fact that demons exist.

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

But what is this zombie doing when it's idle?Still want to proclaim the emperor and rebel in the underworld?

Just when the fat man was in a daze, the zombie waved again, and the sledgehammer in his hand hit the fat man.

At the critical moment, Yan Qilin stood sideways in front of the fat man, Yin Yang commanded, and collided with the sledgehammer in the zombie's hand in the air.

"boom!"

Although this hammer was blocked by Yan Qilin, the powerful force also shook him out, and he retreated a few steps before he managed to stabilize his figure.

The fat man who came back to his senses hastily stepped back temporarily, while constantly muttering to calm down, he tried his best to recall whether Feng Yun had said how to deal with zombies during training.

The so-called zombies can be called zombies if their lifespan is exhausted and their spirits are still alive...

The so-called people fight for one breath, Buddhas fight for one stick of incense, the reason for the stagnation is just this breath

Frozen into a corpse, neither a demon nor a ghost, but a type of demon. When the body dies, the obsession is deep, and the energy is condensed. It took a long time to become rigid

There is a book titled "Shui Jing Zhu, On the Wei River" in the Northern Wei Dynasty.There is a saying in the book: The zombie leans against the cave, the dead bones are still intact, but there is no skin and hair, it should be the remains of hundreds of years...

　Two chapters in one.

　　This zombie is the zombie in Strange, the kind with supernatural powers, not the kind of parallel zombie that suddenly cheats, so don't confuse it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)