Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

Chapter 48: The Red-Tinned Corpse!

This knife used almost all the strength of his body, and in order to increase stability, he also tied his right hand with a short rope. With absolute confidence, Hanzhe believes that a wooden stick with a thick forearm can be pierced with a single knife.

“Hurry up! Hurry up!”

Seeing the sword approaching Zongzi’s throat, Hanzhe couldn’t help crying. But in the next second, a creepy scene happened.

The cold rut was very certain, he made no sound with this blow, and even the air flow was only momentary. What is puzzling is that the zongzi, which was close at hand, turned sideways in the next second, avoiding the fatal blow.

Pouch!

Accompanied by the sound of the dried meat being cut, the half-foot-long dagger slammed into the zongzi’s clavicle. Due to the great force of the cold rut, the entire blade of the blade was submerged in the zongzi’s heart, almost stabs out of the shoulder blades behind it.

But this is nothing to the mummy. Not only did it not cause substantial harm to it, but it would completely irritate it.

“This…it’s bad!”

Suddenly, Hanzhe’s scalp suddenly numb, and the whole heart fell to the bottom.

What’s the situation with this TM!

He remembered that he made no sound. But how did Zongzi distinguish his position?

As a result, Hanzhe almost instinctively looked at the mummy’s face. But it was this look that made him see an unforgettable scene.

I saw that the eye sockets on the mummy’s face, which had been sunken due to dryness, actually shook twice. Immediately afterwards, his shriveled eyelids actually opened in the unbelievable gaze.

f*ck! This zongzi has eyes!

Suddenly, the hairs on Hanzhe’s body were erected, and without saying a word, he immediately pulled out his right hand and ran back.

But because the blade was sinking deep into the flesh of the mummy, it was very difficult to pull it out. Coupled with the cold rut with the hand trapped with a short rope, so at the moment of pulling the hand, the blade moved down, hiss and cut open the shroud on the mummy’s chest.

But Hanzhe couldn’t take care of so much. He hadn’t heard of it. Zongzi that had dried up for a hundred years would have eyes.

Unless, this zongzi is alive!

This f*ck is perfect!

In a hurry, Hanzhe glanced back almost subconsciously. At the moment when the dagger was released, the shroud of the mummy was cut open, revealing the flesh of its chest. The cold rut is clear.

I saw that the zongzi was exposed on the skin and flesh, and there were circles of red blood veins growing impressively, and there were some traces of hair on the music.

After only one glance, Hanzhe’s blood was cold. A cold air rushed straight to the sky from the heel. Because he had already recognized what it was from the red tendons on the zongzi.

This is 犼! Zombie!

No wonder this zongzi has eyes and moves quickly. It turned out that from the beginning, this zongzi could see him, and the ashes on his body didn’t play any role.

Because J is different from a real mummy, it is alive!

Hanzhe couldn’t think that the corpse he dug out from the grave was such a ghost. Ya, that’s more terrifying than rice dumplings.

However, this kind of thing is closer to living creatures than zombies. The scarcity is much less than that of the zombies in the grave. If it hadn’t been for accepting the knowledge transmitted by the system, he wouldn’t know it either.

This kind of monster has only a few words in the Shan Hai Jing. It actually evolved from zongzi, born of zombies but more advanced than it.

According to records in the Shanhaijing, a person who is dead but not corrupt is a zombie. The zong is born for a hundred years, and the flesh is shrinking. Every ten years, a ring of red tendons grows outside, which is Weizhen. In another hundred years, the red tendons will give birth to white hairs, which are white hairs. Jian lives by cannibalism, and turns black and red hairs into golden hairs for thousands of years.

In just half a second, Hanzhe recalled the data implanted in the system. But when he realized what was behind him, he became even more frightened.

f*ck! Zongzi is okay to say, I can’t see or hear. But he couldn’t think of it, this thing turned out to be a corpse!

This is a fart! Ten dead but no life!

At the same time, hearing the sound of cold ruts running, the movement of the corpse behind him speeded up in vain. In the live broadcast room, the audience’s cry for help immediately sounded.

“Anchor! Hurry down!”

“F*ck! Run, anchor!”

Hanzhe only felt that his scalp was about to explode, and instinctively turned his head and looked back, only to see the mummy rushing in front of him condescendingly. At close range, the cold rut can almost smell death.

The fan-like palm of his hand turned down like a stick, and he was hit before he could even dodge. Suddenly, Hanzhe felt that his back was hit by a high-speed motorcycle, and flew out in the direction of the table with a muffled snort.

boom! Crunch~

Suddenly, two violent noises were emitted in the silent night. The first sound was the sound of a cold rut hitting the altar table, and the second sound was the sound of a decayed altar table that broke directly due to a strong impact.

Lying on a pile of rotten wooden slats, a salty scent rushed into his throat immediately, and there was a trance in front of him. The severe pain in his back made him sweat, lying on the pile of wood by the wall, coughing violently.

At this moment, seeing the tragedy of the cold, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately exploded.

“Anchor, get up quickly, don’t scare me!”

“Woo~ the anchor, I won’t laugh at you anymore, get up quickly!”

“Fuck! Big Zongzi is here again! The anchor is moving!”

At this moment, seeing that the cold rut was almost dead, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn’t help but get excited, and even young girls began to hide their faces and cry.

They don’t think that there is a chance for Hanzhe to survive again.

But at this moment, there is no time to watch the barrage. Because just now after the corpse flew to him, the two clashing sounds of training came back to him.

In the dim room, Hanzhe saw the pressure this corpse put on him for the first time. At a height of 1.9 meters, walking around, I can only see the cold ruts and even the signs of collapse under its feet can be clearly seen.

“Move! Hurry up!”

Seeing that the corpse was getting closer and closer to him, he almost yelled anxiously. But fortunately, he had strengthened his body before, otherwise ordinary people would go to the hospital directly after the impact just now.

In a hurry, Hanzhe braced himself and finally struggled to stand up. But at this moment, the mummy on the opposite side was only two meters away from him!

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