Hearing these two words, Shopkeeper Liu shrank his neck in fright.
“Yes, it’s a zombie.”
Zhang Heng answered for everyone: "Zombies are born out of resentment. They are the beloved children of the earth. They neither age nor die, nor enter the six realms.
“According to ancient legend, the earliest ancestor of zombies was the Yellow Emperor’s daughter Nuba.”
“The female demon is clothed in yellow and red lights, and is the god of drought. When the red light shines, the weather is extremely hot, and the ground is thousands of miles bare. When the yellow light shines, the water dries up, and there is no rain or snow.”
“The reason why Hanba, Hanba is called Hanba, is because it combines the priesthood of the female god and the god of drought. Of course, such a thing as Hanba has not appeared for thousands of years.”
"To a certain extent, Drought Demon is not considered an evil spirit, but a kind of god. It belongs to the God of Disaster and belongs to the Department of Thunder, Fire and Wendou. The Department of Wen is under the control of Wen? Haotian Emperor Lu Yue. He is an official under Wen's Department.
God, one of the immortals, the main god is the female demon, and the other drought demons are her subordinates, responsible for the drought."
“But don’t worry.”
Zhang Heng took his thoughts back and said: "The one in the tomb is just an ordinary zombie, not to the level of a drought demon."
Speaking of this, Zhang Heng touched the entrance of the thief's cave: "Otherwise, the soil on this mountain should be red, and there would be almost no rain or snow within a hundred miles."
“Taoist priest, there seems to be writing on the wall!”
On the other side of the Robbery Cave is a corridor.
The sun shone inside, and through the light, everyone could vaguely see the murals.
“Shopkeeper Liu, take Liu Qi and stay outside to ensure that the sun shines into the tomb with the mirror. Others, follow me in.”
Zhang Heng acted vigorously and resolutely. After finishing speaking, he was the first to get into the robbery hole.
“Taoist priest, this tomb does not seem to belong to a Qing Dynasty general.”
After everyone entered, they quickly noticed the difference.
At first sight, the mural depicts a battle between the two armies. The protagonists are the troops flying the Mingzi flag and the Fengzi flag, not the Qing army as everyone imagined.
“Feng Ziqi?”
Someone knowledgeable said: "I heard that the book said that when the Ming Dynasty attacked Yuanting in the north, Song Guogong Feng Sheng was ordered to send troops to Liaodong. This tomb cannot be Feng Sheng's. Could it be that it belongs to a general under Feng Sheng."
Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.
The tomb of a general of the Ming Dynasty?
This is serious. If this tomb is the tomb of a Qing Dynasty general, the owner of the tomb has been a zombie for more than two hundred years at most.
The Ming Dynasty was different.
The end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty were more than five hundred years ago. This person...
Zhang Heng's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Put up the mirror and let the sun shine all over the corridor."
“Taoist Priest, the mirror is set up.”
After being busy for a while, the corridor was illuminated.
Zhang Heng looked back.
The corridor is more than ten meters long, and the sunlight has dissipated a lot after being refracted several times. If it goes further forward, it may not be able to reach it.
“It can’t illuminate the tomb!”
Zhang Heng looked at the Thief Cave.
It's only four or five meters away. If you go another four or five meters to the left of the robbery hole, the sunlight will be able to shine into the tomb. It's a pity...
Roar!!
Before he could think about it any further, a low roar suddenly came from the tomb, followed by the sound of pushing the sarcophagus and the sound of jumping.
Everyone looked towards the tomb, and saw the sound of jumping approaching, and a tall general wearing tattered armor appeared at the door of the tomb.
"ah!"
The young men were so frightened that they backed away.
"ha!"
The general breathed out the breath of corpse.
Its nails are long and gray-black, and its hands are also covered with gray-black hair.
Zhang Heng only took one look and knew that this was a black zombie that was superior to the white zombie. It was on the same level as Mr. Ren who Uncle Jiu had killed.
Of course, there are differences between levels. The one in front of me is lighter in color, not pure black or black purple, but gray-black.
This shows that it did not become black zombie for a long time. After all, although it took a long time to die, Beiwang Mountain is not a geomantic treasure place, let alone a place to raise corpses.
It can turn into a zombie, thanks to the evil spirit, otherwise ordinary people buried here would never turn into a corpse.
step!
Heizheng tried to take a step forward.
The next second, his arm came into contact with the sunlight reflected by the mirror, and he retracted as if he was electrocuted.
It roared uneasily and breathed out corpse air.
On the one hand, he felt the yang energy of Zhang Heng and others and wanted to attack them.
On the one hand, they are afraid of the sun and dare not act rashly.
“The level is the same, but the black zombie in front of me, maybe because it just woke up, doesn’t look very smart.”
Zhang Heng saw bloodthirsty, killing, and cruelty in the zombie's eyes, but he did not see aura.
This shows that the zombies in front of you do not have intelligence and are just pure killing machines.
“That’s it.”
Zhang Heng looked at the zombies and ordered without looking back: "You guys, get out."
The young men ran out in a swarm.
Zhang Heng was not surprised, so he opened the magic weapon box at hand and took out something wrapped in brown paper that looked like a box.
“Haven’t you seen it?”
Zhang Heng didn’t even raise his head, not caring about the zombies staring at him, and whispered: “This is good stuff, from Siam.”
While speaking, he opened the box.
The box was quickly dismantled and when opened, there was an explosive composed of seven detonators and a timer.
In terms of size, this thing doesn’t look big.
The power is astonishing. It uses improved gunpowder, and it can be used to open mountains without any problem.
Zhang Heng skillfully removed the back cover of the timer, installed the batteries inside according to the positive and negative poles, and then set a one-hour countdown.
After finishing all this, he threw the bomb into the tomb and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you!"
The zombie was unmoved and just looked at Zhang Heng, rubbing his nails unbearably and wanting to suck his blood.
Zhang Heng stared at it for a while and felt that it might not be enough.
So he went back to his old business, set the timer for the six bombs in the box, and said to himself: "I've seen it, your tomb should be to dig the mountain first, level the top of the mountain, and then place it on the leveled mountain.
The mausoleum built in the middle is repaired, filled with earth, and then built with a mountain top, so the inside of your mausoleum is very fragile. As long as a strong enough explosion is created, the mountain can collapse and you will be buried underneath, right?"
Zhang Heng raised his head, looked at the zombie who was salivating over him, and said, "You don't have to look at it. I won't go over and fight you with a magic talisman and a peach wood sword. I'm not that stupid."
“Someone once said that it doesn’t matter whether the cat is white or black, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat.”
“You died in a hundred battles. Your glory has been buried in the dust of history. In the new era, there is no ship to carry you.”
After saying that, Zhang Heng threw a few bombs and sent his blessing: "Rest in peace, general, everything will be fine in the new era."
After saying this, Zhang Heng turned around and left.
“Taoist priest, what’s going on inside?”
Seeing Zhang Heng come out, everyone hurried forward to ask.
Zhang Heng glanced at the natural sun and replied: "You are in luck, there is a Ming Dynasty zombie that has just woken up. Fortunately, this is not a corpse raising place, and it woke up not long ago, otherwise you wouldn't be able to treat me."
Go down the mountain."
“Taoist priest...”
“No need to say more, let’s go down the mountain first.”
Zhang Heng walked down the mountain after speaking.
Seeing him leaving, everyone still dared to stay where they were and ran down the mountain crying for their fathers and mothers.
At the foot of the mountain, Shopkeeper Liu gasped: "Taoist Master..."
“Go three more miles.”
Zhang Heng’s attitude is clear.
When everyone sees it, what should they do? Just follow it.
He was dragged and dragged for three miles.
Everyone looked at Zhang Heng and found that he was standing on the carriage without saying anything, just looking straight at Beiwang Mountain.
One minute.
five minutes.
ten minutes.
Boom!!
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and a corner of Beiwang Mountain collapsed.