He woke up from the darkness.
There is no light here, it is cramped, dry and windless, with only the scent of wood lingering at the tip of your nose.
Time seems to be silent here.
Until the sound of footsteps was heard outside the small space.
"Wow, he's really a big fighter!" someone exclaimed.
"Shut up! Speak more quietly." His companion reminded him in a low voice.
"What are you afraid of? No one down there will hear anything."
"Huh, am I afraid of being heard?"
"Go, light the candle."
After a burst of rustling sounds, someone spoke again.
"Open the coffin."
The footsteps gradually approached the huge coffin placed in the middle. The fine lines engraved on the coffin were corroded by time and became somewhat blurred.
In the darkness, my eyes slowly closed, waiting for their arrival.
In the dark tomb, someone held an oil lamp, placed it next to the coffin, rubbed his hands, took out a tool, inserted it into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin, pried it up with force, and pried off the long nails nailed to the coffin little by little.
There were two people standing on each side of the coffin. With the combined efforts of the four of them, the long nails were quickly taken out.
They put a rope around the coffin lid.
"One, two, up!"
Everyone was prepared and stepped back, covering their noses. However, apart from a slight smell of dust and wood on the coffin lid, there was no unbearable smell related to the corpse coming from the coffin.
"...Isn't it an empty coffin?" someone asked.
"Shut up! You're the only one who talks too much!" The people around him glared at him in the dim light of the oil lamp, blaming him for being unlucky.
Among them, a middle-aged man wearing gray shorts and with a steady face ignored them, picked up the oil lamp and reached into the coffin.
The bean-sized flame of the oil lamp dimly illuminated the coffin, and the light happened to be imprinted on the face of the person in the coffin.
The man had his eyes closed. He had a handsome face, a face like a jade crown, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, clear contours, and slightly raised thin lips. He looked like a handsome young man.
Lifelike.
Under the upper lip, two sharp long teeth were exposed, one on the left and one on the right.
The middle-aged man with a calm face looked at it, but he couldn't help but widen his eyes with fear, gasped, and immediately held his breath.
I feel a chill in my back and my scalp is numb.
With shaking hands, he quickly pushed the coffin lid, which was not yet fully opened, trying to push it back into place.
“Shh——”
The coffin lid and the coffin body made a sound when they rubbed against each other, and the sound suddenly stopped halfway through.
In the coffin, a hand suddenly rose up, and the slender five fingers pressed against the coffin lid. The long nails were black and sharp, preventing the coffin lid from closing.
"Brother Wu Liu, what's wrong?"
In the pitch-black tomb, the rest of the people could not see clearly, and the coffin was blocked by the man called Wu Liuge, which happened to block the inside of the half-open coffin.
"Why did you suddenly..." someone asked.
As he was talking, he suddenly fell silent.
What is this place? A tomb, where the dead rest.
In this situation, if a companion suddenly behaves unusually, what would be the reason?
In the current situation, the brothers are all in the tomb, watching each other, and they definitely won’t try to embezzle the money.
Then...what happens won't be a good thing...
Everyone was silent for a second, and suddenly did the same thing, which was to use both hands to push the coffin lid back to its original position, just like Wu Liuge had just done.
The coffin lid did not move at all.
It was as if they were pushing not a plank of timber but a mountain.
"There's something strange! Run!" Someone let go and ran in the direction they came in, shouting.
The others condemned him for being disloyal and cowardly, but they also fled quickly, including Brother Wu Liu. They all let go of him and did not even have time to take their tools with them. They turned around and ran away.
“Bang!”
There was the sound of a coffin falling heavily behind him.
Everyone immediately ran faster.
"Brother Wu Liu! What's in the coffin?" someone asked while running.
"Zombie!"
He replied.
Just as the exit was in sight, a figure dropped from the sky, blocked everyone and stood at the exit.
He had a handsome face, his eyes were closed, two canine teeth were exposed outside his lips, his hair was disheveled, his figure was like jade, his hands hung at his sides, and his clothes were somewhat rotten.
It would be more accurate to say that he jumped out of the coffin rather than falling from the sky.
The distance of ten meters can be easily crossed with one leap without any help.
Therefore, even though his face looked lifelike, full of flesh and blood, and several times more handsome than those of the tomb robbers, no one dared to say that it was a living person pretending to be him.
"What...what should we do, Brother Wu Liu!" he asked in a panic and crying voice.
"Grab the knife and fight him!"
"Brother Wu Liu, are you serious?"
"My brothers may not be able to do it!"
"...Lead him away and escape!" Brother Wu Liu recalled the coffin lid that did not move at all when several people pushed it together. He silently suppressed his desire to fight and changed his words.
"Swoosh——" The tomb robber took out his crossbow and shot at the zombies blocking the door.
The scarlet eyes suddenly opened, their sharp gaze piercing straight into people's hearts.
He leaned sideways slightly, and the crossbow arrow missed the target and stabbed into the ground.
The zombie stared at everyone and stood there like a statue.
Everyone was stared at by his sharp eyes, and when they remembered that he was a zombie, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Iron hooks, crossbow arrows, hidden weapons, black dog blood, objects to ward off evil spirits, etc. were thrown at him one after another.
The zombies just dodged with their bodies stiff and did not fight back, but they still occupied the exit firmly.
He is adjusting.
The zombies' body joints are stiff and unable to bend and move, and their vocal cords are damaged so they cannot utter normal syllables.
But after experiencing the world of NPCs in a fully virtual online game, Luo Zheyu gained the ability to digitize a small part of his body.
Previously, this ability was only able to manipulate hundreds of flames at the same time, but now, in this situation, it can play a greater role.
He distributed his digitized capabilities among various movable joints and vocal cords, adjusting and adapting little by little.
Turn your neck slightly, move it left and right, stretch out your right hand and place it in front of your eyes, pinch your fingers one by one and clench them tightly.
He took a few steps towards the tomb robbers, and his steps quickly became smooth and natural from being stiff and mechanical at the beginning.
The tomb robbers were startled, looked at him in confusion and fear, and retreated one after another.
"Wait a minute! He...he...what's going on with him..."
"How can this zombie move! No, how can he walk!"
Brother Wu Liu stared at him closely, looking him up and down carefully, and confirmed his identity. He was a real person.
The zombie's body is stiff, its mind is dull, and it moves only by its breath. How could it have such bright eyes and a flexible body?
He clasped his fists in front of his chest and said respectfully, "Sir! My brothers and I didn't know this was your residence. We are sorry for offending you. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive us four brothers!"
Wu Liu's accomplices: ???
"Brother Wu Liu, what are you talking about? Can the zombies understand you?"
Brother Wu Liu in front looked up at Luo Zheyu's red eyes sincerely and attentively, ignoring the people behind him.
"Shut up!" someone whispered, and covered the mouth of the idiot who had just spoken to prevent him from making any more discordant sounds.
Luo Zheyu's eyes turned slightly, and data passed through his eyes. His originally red eyes instantly changed color, and his eyes became clearly black and white.
Brother Wu Liu was startled and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him again, not daring to breathe.
I always feel like I saw some secret of magic, I wonder if I will be silenced...
"I can let you go." Luo Zheyu spat out a piece of jade from his mouth and spoke. The vocal cords converted from data made a micro-electronic sound.
The jade was originally a burial object placed in the mouth of the corpse.
The tomb robbers were delighted to hear his words, and after listening to him, Brother Wu Liu became more certain of his guess.
I heard that there are always some top masters in the martial arts world who have all kinds of quirks, such as sleeping on ropes instead of beds, carrying huge heavy stones for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and eating upside down on the ground...
The person in front of him is most likely a martial arts master with a quirk. He likes to sleep in a tomb to practice martial arts. His eyes are red and his fingernails are long and sharp, all of which are caused by his martial arts!
It can talk, has consciousness, and can move its joints flexibly. It is definitely not a zombie. They are just misjudging each other.
"But..." The voice with a strange tone sounded again.
The familiar turn of events made several people feel cold in their hearts.
"Put the burial objects back in their original places, fill in the holes you dug, and reinforce the area around the tomb with new defenses."
The sharp long teeth exposed outside the lips made Luo Zheyu very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help licking the tip of his canine teeth.
This action gave him an even more seductive and dangerous aura, and coupled with his handsome face, he was extremely attractive.
However, a few tomb robbers were unable to appreciate it. Instead, they showed even more terrified looks and nodded in agreement, repeatedly promising to do their best to set up defenses.
…………
"Brother Wu Liu, why don't we run away?" The talkative Erlangzi quietly approached Brother Wu Liu, who was digging soil to fill the stolen hole, and asked in what he thought was a low voice.
“…”
What kind of stupid brothers are these?
Brother Wu Liu sighed helplessly and said expressionlessly, "Run away."
"No, no, I won't run away. I want to live a few more years!"
Erlangzi quickly waved his hand to refuse.
“…”
I feel so tired that I really want to hit him on the head with a shovel.
But they have been brothers for so long that he has already developed a lot of patience.
Brother Wu Liu shoveled a shovel of dirt fiercely.
The other two remained silent, and filled the hole very carefully with tools.
In order to avoid being suddenly hit by a fool, sometimes you have to be a silent person.
Several tomb robbers obediently followed Luo Zheyu's instructions and filled the hole from outside, but they never expected that the real zombie Luo Zheyu at this time could not get out of the tomb at all.
The sunlight outside is too glaring, and I feel weak and powerless when it shines on my body.
The scorching sun is the nemesis of zombies.
At least for Luo Zheyu at the moment, he cannot face the sun directly.
If you want to get out, you have to think of another way.
Looking at the way those tomb robbers were dressed, they all had long hair and wore shorts, which seemed to be ancient attire.
The outside world is so bright and beautiful, with countless unknowns and wonders. Luo Zheyu is unwilling to be a zombie that cannot see the light and stay in this dark tomb.
The author has something to say: There is indeed a real-life plot, but this world comes first~
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