"Zombies!"
Hearing these two words, shopkeeper Liu shrank in fear.
"Yes, they are zombies."
Zhang Heng answered for everyone: "Zombies are born out of resentment. They are the darlings of the earth. They are immortal and do not enter the six realms.
"According to ancient legend, the earliest ancestor of zombies was the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, Nuba."
"The female demon wears yellow and red lights, and is the god of drought. When the red light shines, the weather is extremely hot, and the ground is red for thousands of miles. 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 female god and drought god. 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. Everyone else, 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 doesn't seem to belong to a Qing Dynasty general."
After everyone entered, they quickly noticed the difference.
As you can see, the mural depicts a battle between the two armies. The protagonists are the troops flying the Mingzi flag and the Fengzi flag. They are 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, Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song Dynasty, 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.
Tomb of Ming Dynasty generals?
This is incredible. If this tomb was the tomb of a Qing Dynasty general, the owner of the tomb would have been a zombie for more than two hundred years at most.
It will be different tomorrow.
The end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty were more than five hundred years ago. This person here...
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, and I'm afraid it won't be able to shine any further.
"I can't see the tomb!"
Zhang Heng looked at the robbery hole.
It's only four or five meters away. If you go to the left of the robbery hole and go another four or five meters, the sun will shine into the tomb. It's a pity...
Roar!!
Before he could think any more, 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 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 a black zombie for a long time. After all, although it took a long time to die, Beiwang Mountain is not a geomantic treasure land, let alone a place to raise corpses.
It can turn into a zombie, thanks to its evil spirit, otherwise ordinary people buried here would never turn into a corpse.
tread!
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 us are not intelligent 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 outside 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.
"Have you never seen it?"
Zhang Heng didn't even raise his head, not caring about the zombies staring at him, and whispered: "This is a good thing, from Siam."
As he spoke, he opened the box.
The box was quickly dismantled, and upon opening it, 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, and it uses improved gunpowder, so it can be used to open mountains without any problems.
Zhang Heng skillfully opened 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 doing all this, he threw the bomb into the tomb and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you!"
The zombie was unmoved, just looked at Zhang Heng, rubbing his nails with itching, 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 timers for the six bombs in the box, and said to himself: "I've seen it, your tomb should be built by digging the mountain first, leveling the top of the mountain, and then laying 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 drooling over him, and said, "You don't have to look, I won't 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 Master, what's going on inside?"
Seeing Zhang Heng coming 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 anything, let's go down the mountain first."
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he walked down the mountain.
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 away three miles away.
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!!
Chapter completed!