Little Zombie's Apocalypse Survival Manual

October 9, the first year of zombies

rainy weather

It's not that I haven't avoided the rain here before, but this is the first time I have encountered such a heavy rain!The sound of the rain outside was crackling, sometimes accompanied by rumbling thunder, just like a war.

Then, I discovered a horrible thing.

The tomb of the zombie is actually leaking! ! !

I instantly imagined scenes from countless movies.According to the routine, the rain will become heavier and heavier, and eventually the silt will block the door of the tomb, and the water here will accumulate more and more, eventually drowning us in this confined space.

QAQ is horrible!

"Oh, I haven't encountered such a situation for a long time. It's really troublesome." The zombie looked at the thin layer of water on the floor of the tomb, and said with some distress, "Counter, you can help me later." ,Move those things that are afraid of water, paintings, etc. to a higher place... Really, I can’t understand why they used this kind of thing as a funeral object for me at the beginning, it’s too inconvenient to keep, and I have to prevent insects Moth rats bite, and you have to avoid excessive moisture that will blur the words on it."

I vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a lot of calligraphy and paintings in Zombie's tomb, but it was rare for him to take them out.

"By the way, why don't you hang calligraphy and paintings?" I asked, "It's so atmospheric when you hang them."

"Hanging up is easy to breed Yin spirit." Zombie said.

(⊙o⊙) What is a ghost?

At this moment, I seemed to understand the feeling of zombies every time they heard new words from my mouth, and they were really confused.

"I'm not sure what it is, but if those ancient and ancient paintings are unfolded and placed in the tomb, it will easily breed ghosts after a long time." The old zombie said, "Of course, I also heard this A Taoist surnamed Chen said."

"My surname is Chen. Could it be Fade Chen?" I laughed, "What does a Yin spirit look like? I haven't seen it yet."

"It's been a long time ago. Could it be that the one whose surname is Chen must be Fade Chen?" The old zombie said with a smile, "As for Yin Ling, how should I put it, have you ever heard a saying called 'China has its own golden house, There is Yan Ruyu in it."

Of course I have heard such famous words!So Yin Ling is actually the image of a beauty?

Thinking of this, I was inexplicably jealous.

"Everything in the world has existed for a long time, and the tangible will become spirits, and the invisible will turn into spirits." The zombie said, "These paintings themselves have been around for a certain period of time, and the tomb is full of yin, so they It will turn into a Yin spirit. Since the spirit itself is invisible, it has different images in the eyes of different people. For example, it may look like a tomato to you, but it looks like a stone to me."

Although this metaphor is vivid, I always feel that there is something awkward OTZ

It's either a golden house or Yan Ruyu, it sounds so tall, why did it suddenly become a farmers' market when we came here?

Having said that, after just chatting a few words, the water in the tomb has accumulated more and more, and it has reached the ankle in a blink of an eye.

Zombie and I seized the time and put the box with paper products on a high place.

It is strange to say that it is obviously a tomb for the dead, so why there is such a thing as a storage rack.Could it be that the people who built the tomb expected that he would cheat the corpse?

Think carefully and fear ⊙﹏⊙

"This really didn't exist when the tomb was built. It's an interesting story." The zombie said, "Do you still remember that I told you that there was a time when tomb robbers often visited? Back then Some tomb robbers come in through a certain fixed hole according to the rules, which is the door we usually walk through."

This was beyond my expectation. I always thought that the door I usually walked through was the real door of the tomb.

If it is a robbery hole, then it must be too delicate, and there is a trap door? !

"Oh, there were less tomb robbers later on. I thought the hole was an eyesore, so I reworked it. Otherwise, when it rains, water seeps in, making the tomb damp." The zombie added.

Drip~ Your companion has awakened the soul of Luban.

Drip~ Your companions have now lighted up the icons "Little Farmer", "Hunter King", "Heir of Luban", "Junior Flame Magician" and "Master of Saohua", but you are still a salted fish, please don't give up struggling, work hard Brighten your own first icon.

Alas, if this is a game world, Zombies are definitely the kind of god-like teammates, and I am the salted fish pendant on the legs of the great god... the kind of OTZ that may be abandoned at any time

"Zombie, you can't let me go after you have a better leg pendant in the future." It was just a slander, but I accidentally said this sentence.

The zombie frowned, obviously he didn't know what the leg pendant was.But he understood the second part of the sentence, so he patted my head and said, "Don't worry, you have my last name, how could I not want you?"

"It's best to remember what you said today." I whispered, "But then again, what does what you said have anything to do with this storage shelf in the tomb? Could it be that the grave robbers kindly carved it out for you?"

Hearing this, the zombie's expression became a little melancholy, and he said, "Well...the tomb robbers in the past knew the rules, and they would go through a process before entering the tomb, let me know that they are coming, and have a mental preparation. But one year, two tomb robbers didn't follow the routine, and didn't even enter through the usual hole, but blasted a hole in the side of my tomb."

As he spoke, he pointed to the big pit in front of him that looked like a storage rack.

"It's this hole, do you know how long it took me to repair it like this? More than ten years!" The zombie said aggrievedly. To fill holes in the ground, I can only rush to work secretly at night, and people still see me like this, and they think I am a grave robber."

I expressed deep sympathy for what happened to the zombie, but for some reason, I wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"What happened to those two people?" I was a little curious.

"I originally wanted those two people to stay and help me patch the hole together, and they agreed happily at the time, but within two days they sneaked away while I wasn't paying attention." Zombie said, "After that, it might be them Rumors spread that the number of tomb robbers coming to my place has gradually decreased, but Taoist priests have increased. It seems that they regard my place as a place for some kind of trial. By the way, there was a celestial master surnamed Chen who came here often. I talked to him a few words. According to him, if someone in the circle of Taoists hadn’t come to my place at that time, they would have no face to say that they have reached home in cultivation.”

From this point of view, the tomb of the zombie was still a popular check-in place back then (*￣▽￣*)

But having said that, why do I feel that the water level seems to be higher than before?Where did all this water come from?

"What are you looking for?" Zombie asked curiously when he saw me looking around.

"Shouldn't the tomb be a confined space? Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so much water seeping in." I said, "I want to see where the water is leaking."

"Well, after all, it's getting old, and it's been harassed by people again and again before. It's good to keep it like this." The zombie said, "If you want to prevent it from leaking, you have to reapply the slurry."

The "paste" that the zombie said is probably the waterproof layer.

But we can't let it leak like this, QAQ What if there is really more and more water?

"Don't worry, there was a big flood one year, and the area was completely submerged. The water in the tomb was only up to the waist. Moreover, the corpse will not be drowned. What are you afraid of? At most, it will be soaked." , and then floated on the water..." said the zombie, "The body floating on the water was bluish white, without any blood at all. I picked up a little bit of skin with the tip of a knife, and found that the bottom was full of maggots."

"Shut up!" I screamed while covering the zombie's mouth, my body trembling uncontrollably, "You, have you seen such a corpse?"

The zombie looked at me and didn't speak.

I just remembered that I was covering his mouth at the moment.

"You, you don't need to talk, if you see it, you nod, if you don't see it, you shake your head." I said.

However, the zombie still didn't move.

I haven't seen it, and it's not that I haven't seen it. What does it mean?

In the end, my curiosity overcame my fear, and I let go of the hand covering the zombie's mouth.

"Are you scaring me, or have you seen it?" I asked again.

"I saw it in my dream." The zombie said.

_This guy is a liar without drafting.There are two kinds of corpses, either they will sleep for a long time without waking up, or they will stay awake for a long time without sleeping.Most of the corpses belong to the former, and the zombies and I belong to the latter.But no matter what kind of corpse, no dream said so.

Could it be his dream?Can he remember a dream for hundreds of years?This is obviously unrealistic!

Seeing that I didn't believe it, the old zombie hesitated for a moment, and explained: "Although I am a fake mountain god, I have been incensed for so many years, and sometimes some things that happened on this mountain and upcoming major events will be passed on through dreams. into my head."

Is there such a magical supernatural power in this world? ╮(╯▽╰)╭I don’t believe it anyway.Prediction is all about probability, and probability can change at any time. How can it be so easy to guess?

"You can predict whatever you want, if you can win, I will..." In the middle of the sentence, I suddenly remembered that I had his last name, as if there was nothing to bet on, "You decide the bet."

"I'm sure?" Zombie was a little stunned, but I could see a hint of surprise from his expression.

"Yes, you decide. But it can't be something that hurts nature, and it can't make me too embarrassed." I added.

"Okay." The zombie agreed, "For the sake of fairness, you can choose what to let me predict."

The content of the prediction... It seems that there is really nothing special to know, and it can be verified immediately.

How about saying something that he will definitely not be able to guess (*￣▽￣*)

"I'm going to shoot rabbits tomorrow, what color do you think the first rabbit I shot was?" I asked.

The old zombie said with some embarrassment: "I haven't had incense for a long time. It's okay if you ask me to predict something important. This kind of thing is really... not easy to say."

I was secretly happy in my heart, but I said on my mouth: "It's okay, you can just guess one at random, anyway, if you don't guess correctly, you won't be punished, right?"

"Then... gray?" Zombie thought for a while and said, "Let me add a lottery here too. If I guess wrong, I can also make the conditions as you like."

"Okay, it's a deal!" I said.

︿(￣︶￣)︿It doesn’t matter what color he guesses, anyway, I’m sure I won’t be able to shoot a rabbit tomorrow.

That's right, I am so confident in my rookie level!