"Good guy! Didn't you talk about the beautiful boy?" No matter what was in the coffin, we were sure that our people were inside.

I quickly expanded the hole on the coffin lid, and there were two people lying inside. Wang Ye approached the coffin lid, and there was a corpse under him.

I have seen mummies and wet corpses, but this corpse is half-dry and not wet, with few thighs of hair, sticking to the scalp that is about to rot like dead grass.

It grabbed Wang Ye's wrist with one hand and covered his mouth with the other. No wonder Wang Ye couldn't speak.

I changed into a dagger and first cut off the corpse hand covering Wang Ye's mouth. Wang Ye looked at me with horror and widened his eyes. After taking the corpse's hand away from his mouth, he kept retching.

I spread the corpse hand holding his wrist, and it was really forced to spread it apart. It was too tight and the nails of the corpse were tied into Wang Ye's flesh.

Wang Ye didn't care whether it hurts or not, and struggled desperately. I cut off the hands of the corpse. It couldn't stop people even if it wanted to. Its legs were clamped with Wang Ye's feet and prevented Wang Ye from escaping. I helped Wang Ye step on the upper body of the corpse and step on its chest, making it unable to exert force. Wang Ye crawled out of the coffin, turned it out of the coffin, and lie on the ground and vomited wildly.

"I thought it would be Duan Qiyou, but I didn't expect it was you who was harming people." No matter whether it was a zombie or a zombie, it was just physically expelled. I waved the dagger to cut off its head, picked up a stone lamp from next to the coffin, and smashed it heavily on the head of the corpse, completely smashing the rotten head.

After vomiting, Wang Ye collapsed on the ground and breathed heavily. He took out a small box of medicine from his inner pocket of his coat and was scratched by a rotten corpse. It was not just a simple matter of disgust. The unit specially had pills to clear corpse poison.

After taking the medicine, Wang Ye looked around and asked, "Where is Chuanshan Sauce?"

I pointed to the small coffin: "Hide her there."

Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. His backpack was still behind him. He opened the backpack and took out water, rinsed his mouth with half a bottle of water, and wiped his face and hands with a towel.

He could handle the injury on his wrist by himself, so I asked him how he got into the coffin.

He said he didn't know either. He followed Chuanshan Jiang. When he was halfway through, he suddenly felt dark in front of him. Before he could even make a sound, he was in the coffin.

He said that thanks to the torch, the things in the coffin were afraid of fire and heat. Although the torch was extinguished for unknown reasons when he was taken into the coffin, the heat of the torch head was still there. He burned the zombies with the torch head, and the thing was not very "spiritual".

If he had no torches and only flashlights, he would not have lived now.

The zombie is no longer energetic. He is consuming it inside, and his spirit is gradually weakening.

"You are here too timely." Wang Ye spoke weakly, raised his hand and bowed to me to thank him.

"I know that your beautiful boy looks like this, I can come earlier."

"Wake up Chuanshanjiang." Wang Ye took a breath and sat up, "Let's leave this quickly and go out and rest."

I walked to the edge of the small coffin, picked up the lid, put it back on the side, and lowered my head and was about to call someone, but I was stunned: "Ah? Where is the person?"

When Wang Ye heard this, he quickly got up and walked to the small coffin. Seeing that the coffin was empty, he looked surprised.

"Did you remember this... are you wrong?" Wang Ye looked at me.

"No, let's talk about two coffins in this tomb. Let's see if there is any mechanism at the bottom of the coffin." I said and went to drag the small coffin. With my strength, I could drag it to the side.
Chapter completed!