I raised my head and didn't move. The perception of my whole body slowly deteriorated, and my heart also beated slowly. The blood in my mouth was still overflowing, like a fountain that dripped down the jaw bones to the ground. The air was filled with blood, and this bloody smell was like a catalyst, making the guy sucking my blood even more crazy. It was cold, like wild weeds growing slowly invading my whole body.

The blue light on the top was flashing at first, like the night sky with stars gathering, or like a clear lake water, slowly getting brighter and brighter, illuminating the tomb chamber.

How beautiful is this the light of heaven? Am I dead? If this is the scene I see after death, perhaps death is not that scary. I have fantasized about what kind of feeling of death, pain, suffocation, or liberation? It is not. My current feeling is light and has no other perception, as if I have turned into a balloon and slowly floating upwards.

Unfortunately, I can no longer talk about this with anyone.

Fortunately, I will not be lonely along the way, gangster. We two brothers in distress are afraid that we will go to the underworld together. I will take a step first and wait for you there.

Sleepiness hit my mind like a surging tide, but I didn't want to fall asleep because the light was so beautiful, and even the stars in the sky were so beautiful that I didn't want to fall asleep. Under the light, I saw several black shadows floating in the headspace of the tomb, like black veils blown by the wind, but these black shadows were trying hard to avoid the exposure of the blue light, as if the blue light was flames.

That's a ghost, right? There are really ghosts in this world! Will I become a member of them?

The blue light projected onto the top of the tomb chamber, and a pale pattern gradually emerged, with several circles of different sizes overlapping each other. Each circle is surrounded by dense words, somewhat similar to Chinese characters, but it is not similar at all. It is not understood, but it also has a sense of familiarity. It looks like a galaxy, but its complexity is unprecedented. If you dig out all the characters inside, you can probably fit ten sets of Cihai.

The text is turning slowly, like a gear.

I was curious, where did the light source come from? I wanted to look around, but I was already weak and I lost all my strength, but I found that as my eyes turned, the pattern would move.

The pattern appeared for only a few seconds, but then my slow heartbeat suddenly and violently beat. I felt a warm current spreading towards my whole body with my heart as the center. It was the stream of life!

I began to breathe heavily, breathing fresh air greedily, wishing to burst my lungs, and even gasping for tracheitis in my throat.

But my life slowly flowed back, pulling death away from my body bit by bit. At the same time, the severe pain of leg wounds was accompanied by, like scraping bones, hitting my heart.

The guy who sucked my blood only noticed something strange at this time and stood up suddenly.

I saw clearly that his body was dry and his black skin was tightly attached to the bones, outlining the tendons and veins of his body extremely clearly, just like the dried branches, with only a few clusters of black hair standing on his cheeks with personality. His whole body was covered with sticky liquid, like a layer of oil, emitting a rotten stench.

A pair of pale eyes raised and had no eyelids, which was like two ping-pong balls pressing into the sockets.

Part of my lips rotted, revealing the black gums and the white wedge-like sharp teeth. My blood was also covered with the teeth, which echoed the white sharp teeth, which was very terrifying.

I just looked at him, and a noun that subverted my worldview - zombies!

But he is different from what I saw in the movie, because the joints of this zombie can be bent!

The warm current that washed away my whole body gave me some strength. I widened my eyes and wanted to retreat in horror, but found that there was a thick wall behind me.

At this time, the candles in the four corners of the tomb suddenly ignited without any cause, and suddenly shone the whole room brightly. As the candlelight lit up, the patterns on the ground and on the sarcophagus also emitted golden light at the same time, like neon lights entering the night city. The golden light was like hope, instantly lit up my heart.

The ghosts floating in the air instantly turned into frightened flocks and fled in all directions, but no matter how fast they ran, they could not compare to the golden light. In an instant, several ghosts exploded like balloons, turning into countless veil-like fragments, drifting in the wind.

The carbon black zombie stared at me for a few seconds, with a greedy and hatred gaze in her eyes, and suddenly opened her mouth and yelled.

I heard this sound so clearly, it was a vague pronunciation of the word - you!

The word "you" is filled with resentment, like a burning flame, which is about to swallow the entire tomb.

As soon as he finished speaking, two golden ropes suddenly shot out from the opened sarcophagus, just like the gold-bound ropes in "Journey to the West". In the blink of an eye, the zombie's limbs and neck were wrapped around the zombie's limbs and neck. The huge force was transmitted from the rope. The zombie, with infinite unwillingness, rose a burst of brute force all over her body, and she was about to compete with it.

His feet kicked the ground hard and suddenly fell into the ground. His sharp toenails rubbed against the ground and made a squeaking sound, just like a boatman pulling a giant ship along the Yellow River.

The golden rope was stretched straight, and bright light waves kept wandering, pulling the powerful zombie and moving towards the sarcophagus little by little.

Ao!

The zombies let out a deafening roar, and the joints in their bodies rattled.

He was struggling, resisting, breaking free from the golden rope.

If he breaks free, the punk and I will die, but can he? It turns out that the golden rope is much stronger than this zombie. I don’t know how it transforms out, but I can understand that this is a gathering of power, something that is produced by the transformation of power.

The sixth rope shot out suddenly

The zombies could no longer compete with the huge power transmitted by the six ropes. They instantly soared into the air, accompanied by unwilling howls, and were suddenly pulled into the sarcophagus.

boom!

As soon as the zombie entered, the coffin lid suddenly closed, and a golden light flashed out from the closed area, tightly clenched, and the gap disappeared instantly, and it felt like the sarcophagus had turned into a whole.

The tomb room suddenly fell into silence, and the candles at the four corners were burning quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Only the rotten smell mixed with blood and the severe pain caused by the wounds all over my body told me that all this happened.

I covered the bloody wound on my thighs. I saw that the blood was brown and black. I felt so weak that I could even use my breasts to move my fingers. But I clenched my teeth and stood up slowly with the wall. The warm current that rippled from my heart still kept washing my whole body, as if I had replaced a battery, bringing me layer after layer of vitality, making me extremely firm like a small strong.

I am still alive, this is a blessing in disgrace!

I rely on this little effort to support myself, just wanting to leave this ghost place immediately. If I stay here, we will die sooner or later, because no one will come to such a ghost place.

So I dragged the gangster and headed towards the exit. The gangster was thin, like a monkey, not very heavy. I dragged him like a bag of rice.

Twenty meters are like walking a lifetime, long and difficult.

The severe pain in my right shoulder and left leg made me dizzy. Recalling the experience of breaking my calf in the past, it is simply a slim compared to now.

I finally arrived at the entrance of the cave. The sky was gloomy, but when I saw the clouds in the sky and the trees in the distance, my heart was like a stone and finally fell to the ground.

Outside the cave, there is a dry riverbed, and downwards is a three-meter-high steep slope. I didn't dare to jump down before, but now, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire outside, I will jump down without hesitation.

When I pushed the gangster, he rolled down the steep slope like a wooden stake. I had already used up my last bit of strength and just said that the sky would not kill me, so I fell down.

I rolled on the muddy riverbed, my face covered with mud, and I looked at the sky, grinned, but tears flowed down the corners of my eyes in a suffocating manner.

Escape from death!

The voices of relatives came from far and near. I wanted to shout, but I didn't have the strength to fight my eyes, but I didn't dare to sleep, for fear that I would be able to sleep for the rest of my life.

Suddenly, a pair of feet wearing cotton shoes appeared in my sight. The man squatted down to check my injuries.

A strong and magnetic voice sounded: "Old Wu, how about the child over your side?"

Another voice is neutral and mature, but soft and gentle, "Nothing is wrong, still alive, Lao Sun, where are you?"

"Nee, I was seriously injured and was poisoned by the corpse. I had to get rid of the poison immediately!" As soon as I finished speaking, I was picked up by someone.

There is a stubble in my face, and this old Sun has a beard.

"Who?" I asked weakly, my voice as light as a mosquito.

"Boy, you are so lucky! You didn't hurt your artery, otherwise even the gods would not be able to save you!" Lao Sun said to me while running. His speed was fast, and I felt the wind whistling in my ears.

When I heard his words, I knew I could not die. My body and mind suddenly relaxed, my consciousness sank, and I lost consciousness and fainted.

The surroundings were as pale as snow. I saw a man standing in front of me, with a white and plain dress, a large sleeve for a ride, a wide-clad breast, a cloth shoe with leggings, a bun with shawls, and a waterfall. He had a handsome and handsome face, with majestic eyebrows, eyes like a phoenix, a high nose bridge, beautiful lips, clear edges and angular cheeks, and a free and sharp look.

If a man has a perfect appearance, I think he is probably like this.

I asked him who he was.

He smiled faintly and disappeared suddenly. Then a pattern appeared there. I have seen this pattern. It was the pattern printed on the top of the tomb chamber. Countless ancient words formed multiple overlapping rings, like gears, and began to accelerate. A golden wave spread out, like a tsunami, and was majestic. It seemed as if standing by the sea, feeling the momentum of huge waves hitting the coast.

My feet suddenly became empty and turned into an infinite abyss. In an instant, I fell down quickly.

ah--
Chapter completed!