Chapter 495: Finale Submachine Gun and Zongzi

I screamed, lifted the gun and fired, and the fat man pressed the gun head. All the bullets hit the ground, and they were trembling. The fur of the corpse under the ground grew fast. I went to see the face of the corpse. The eye socket of the corpse collapsed, his mouth opened wider, and the green liquid oozed straight out of the black hairs.
I lean and become dumplings!
The two of us rolled back and walked away for several steps. I scolded the fat man: "You talk like fart! When will you be on time?"
The fat man said: "I have admitted that I am wrong. I haven't seen it before, but it can also be transformed into a dead body. This is a model of Zongzi's stature!"
I asked him, "Look, see if there are black donkey hoofs or other useful things in those treasure bags."
"I depend! That bag is so big, do you say there might be such a thing? Do you think there is a Chihuahua donkey in the world?"
I shone the body with a flashlight, and the body turned over. I hurriedly transferred the flashlight to other places and said, "You can get the little brother over, or get some blood from him!"
The fat man suddenly remembered something and said, "I have, I have, no need to use ready-made, I have blood!"
"Your blood has a bird!"
"Not my blood, but my brother's blood. I asked the younger brother before." The fat man took out something from his pocket. I found a sanitary napkin with some blood on it.
"You-" I really want to hit the wall with my head, "Where did you come from?"
"When one brother was injured, I secretly saved. It's not easy to save so much." Fatty said, "I tell you, you don't need to use mosquito coils when you put it in the summer."
"I fuck." I can't understand. The fat man said: "Don't pay attention. Come on, let's play with majesty today." Then he pointed the sanitary napkin at the body and said, "Get down and put your hand out."
At first glance, there was only a pool of green water on the ground, and the body didn't even know where it was. Taking another picture on the ground, I was stunned at once-I saw the corpse lying on the side of the coffin.
"He did not understand correctly, are you sure this is the blood of the younger brother?" I asked.
"Absolutely sure! This kind of life-saving thing, I never hit a sloppy eye." Fatty said, "Wait, you know that the pronunciation of the ancients is different from that of modern people, you try the pronunciation of the ancient language."
"I will not." I said, "When the younger brother shocked the female corpse, he didn't say anything!"
The fat man pulled the sanitary napkin and called a few more times. Seeing the corpse still unresponsive, he said, "Is it possible that the blood of the younger brother can only handle the female corpse? Is this corpse a grandpa?"
I shook my head and looked at the black-haired body with only one hand, but it was very flexible and jumped from the coffin to the ground and crawled towards us. We immediately backed off a dozen meters, fearing he would be caught.
The fat man still held the sanitary napkin. The corpse is still completely afraid. The green muscles on the fat man's forehead were exposed. Suddenly the sanitary napkin was directly patted on the face of the corpse, and the submachine gun was flipped out from the back. He said to me, "God's day, it's unreliable, let's play with the two of us. Just give him a second! "
I immediately followed him—just as the body approached us a few steps quickly, the two of us held a submachine gun and fired directly at the body. The rain-like bullets all hit the corpse, and the corpse was beaten up to a dozen heels, and it was folded behind the coffin. We immediately went around and saw that the body was full of smoke holes. But the body turned around, and continued to crawl towards us.
"I said that the machine gun was useless to hit the zombies. The caliber of this gun was too small!" The fat man directly fired a few points, hindering the advancement of the body. I saw that the hand of the corpse was interrupted by us.
"Not necessarily!" I said, "Focus on fire, we smashed his head!" Then, the fat man and I pulled the trigger and chased the body for a while. Countless bullets have passed, and I will change one after finishing a magazine. We stopped until the head of the corpse was completely broken and the corpse stopped moving.
The green water flows across the ground.
Fat guys and I waited for a long time by the corpse, only to find out that he really didn't move before high-fiving. The fat man said: "Yeah, I found out that each person's firearm is much brighter than his brother!"
"Don't say that, after all, my brother has more ammunition than we do," I said.
The fat man pointed to the coffin and asked if I wanted to see it. I shook my head and said to the fat man: "From now on, nothing will open."
Not that I don't want to watch. In fact, I still want to know what is engraved on the inner wall of the coffin lid, but I really have no energy to deal with more unexpected situations. I just agreed to the fat man just a moment ago. In fact, my heart is still quite embarrassed. Obviously, our two physiques are definitely not suitable for this line of business-one is the physique that will surely knock me out of the coffin, and the other is the physique of the zongzi. I think there must be self-knowledge in the future, and Grandpa is obviously quite wise not to let me do this.
The fat man thought for a while and nodded, "Agree."
The way to continue is just behind those boxes. Those boxes were beaten up by me and the fat man. We walked over and saw the third stone gate, but the stone gate was suspended from above. A beast head was carved on the stone door. The stone door is half open, and a jack is used to hold it underneath. The jack is also very rusty, making people feel that it may break when touched.
There is a stone above the head of the beast, which weighs about three to four hundred pounds. That is the weight-bearing stone of Shimen, which is used to suppress Shimen's descent.
I went in half a head and took a photo with a flashlight. Then the two climbed in and saw a larger stone room.
This is a huge round stone room, half the size of a football field. There are seven huge pillars standing around the stone chamber. Above it is a seven star top. It's a bit like a tomb, but it still lacks details compared to other large tombs. There is a high platform in the middle of the stone room that resembles the shape of the Zhangjia ancient building. There are two small rivers in front of the high platform, which flow from the front of the tomb.
I visually inspected the width of the river. The first river was about six people wide and there was nothing on it. The second river, the one closer to us, had seven stone bridges on it, each of which looked quite Different. There is a horrible animal stone statue at the head of each bridge. It is unclear what it is, but it looks murky and unwilling.
The fat man wanted to go up when he raised his feet. I stopped him and pointed to the top. I just saw a rope on the top of the tomb. It was put up by future generations, and it was very new. It was a modern climbing rope—obviously it was a stuffy oil bottle when they came in.
Looking up, the seven stone beams above were shaped like an umbrella, as if a large umbrella was supported above the stone chamber, and it was covered with strange reliefs. Some reliefs have hook-like shapes, such as the hawksbill and the tail of a carp, anyway, it looks like a hook, which is not normal. I can see at a glance that these reliefs are disguised. The purpose of installing these hooks must be to allow the rope to pass through these reliefs skillfully. It must have been designed by ancient craftsmen for lifting something. After the event, these hooks were carved into various patterns.
The other side is an iron hook, which should be thrown from the opposite side and hooked somewhere on the ceiling. This kind of accurate head must be the handwriting of the younger brother. The rope cleverly shuttled among those hooks, forming a rope bridge above it.
The seven bridges should all be strange-if you get on the wrong way, you will probably encounter a disaster. In order to avoid many troubles, the dull oil bottle chose to pass through other ways-this is also his style, and he will never follow the path that others have arranged for him.
Six people wide river, that is to say ten meters upward. With the physical strength of me and the fat man, crossing the river directly is absolutely useless. So, had to take the path left by the younger brother.
We found the end of the rope, climbed up, hung upside down on the ceiling all the way, passed the small river outside, and came to the small river inside. As the fat man looked down, he said, "What seems to be in the river?"
"What is it, is it a crocodile?" I said, saying that even a crocodile should be a dead crocodile.
"No, it's a dead man!" Said the fat man. We came down from the other end. The fat man tapped something on his back and immediately made a hook with iron thorns. He came to the place where he saw the dead man and went to the water to fiddle. A black thing was actually pulled up from the river.
After pulling this black thing to the shore, we immediately smelled a very bad smell.
Is really a corpse, and it is not an ancient corpse-is it a person in the brother's team?
"Will it be the corpse of the dead person who walked across the bridge?" The fat man asked.
I shook my head: "Brother seldom let people in his own team make such mistakes and die, unless it is you who are completely unorganized and undisciplined."
We turned the corpse over and saw that his body was full of mud, with a familiar smell of Chinese medicine. I took out the water in the river and rushed towards the body. I saw the unicorn tattoo exposed. On the bulging body, the tattoo is very clear. The fat man exclaimed, "Brother! When is the younger brother dead again?"