Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 8
Zhang Faqiu pretended to be brave, and waved the torch again to look. This time, there was nothing but the big blood-red coffin.

"This should be the tomb of the former county guard!" Zhang Faqiu said, looking up at the sky, "It's getting late, cover this place up, we'll come here tomorrow and go to the ground!"

Below, you can vaguely see countless treasures, even gold that faintly emits golden light!

At this time, those soldiers stepped forward one after another, carrying stones over, covering the hole the size of a human head.

Only then did Zhang Faqiu notice that many soldiers were so frightened that they were feces and urine, and there was a strange smell in the air.

Xiahou Dun looked at Zhang Faqiu approvingly: "That's right, you didn't pee your pants because of the scare."

Zhang Faqiu laughed dryly, remembering that when he saw these supernatural things for the first time, he was so scared that he wet his pants.

"My brother and I were in Luoyang back then. At that time, my brother was an official in the court. A family came to report to the official, saying that the family members were missing. Later, my brother and I went to salvage the body in the well.

Later, my brother and I stayed in that family to guard the scene. It was dark at that time. How could I expect the corpse to stand up in the middle of the night and bite my brother! "

Hearing what Xiahou Dun said, Zhang Faqiu knew that the corpse was suffocated to death in the water and met a living person, which triggered the corpse change.

"Then what happened next?" Zhang Faqiu asked angrily.

"Hey! I raised my knife and fell! I chopped up that corpse! Damn, since then, I have led the army to fight people, and I have seen many strange things. Fangzheng has to remember one thing, just don't be afraid Kill gods when you meet gods, kill ghosts when you meet ghosts!" Xiahou Dun laughed, and the whole hill echoed his heroic laughter.

"You... are amazing!" Zhang Faqiu felt as if his throat was choked. The dead body was as hard as iron, and this man could actually chop it into pieces with one knife, which shows the strength of his arms.

"What's this? Back then, Zhang Jiao's old miscellaneous hair made the yellow-turban warriors, and the ordinary soldiers' swords and guns couldn't cut them in. I rushed forward on my horse, and chopped them up with one knife! Don't tell me, I thought , the yellow turban warrior is not much different from the dead man I chopped up, his hands were chopped off, and he can continue to fight! Only if his head is chopped off, will he fall to the ground and die!"

"Yellow Turban Warrior?" Zhang Faqiu was startled and said in astonishment, "There really is such a thing?"

"You don't believe me? Go back and ask my brother! He even came up with the idea of ​​burning it with fire. It was my brother who was the first to burn the Yellow Turban warriors in the army fighting the chaos!"

(End of this chapter)