Red tassel guns were everywhere, and there were countless snake corpses.
Under the searchlight, an official wearing a goose feather helmet and purple gold armor was lying calmly in the coffin.
It's just that his face was covered with a white cloth, blocking his face.
"Don't wait, let's do it quickly."
The monkey urged, took out a hook-shaped iron tool from his bag, and pulled the cloth off the corpse's face.
Suddenly, there was a gasp of air all around.
Chen Jiayan moved behind me and asked with a trembling voice: "Is this a zombie?"
Seeing the uneasiness on her face, and then thinking about how fearless she was just now.
I couldn't help but feel distressed. It was really hard for this girl.
The rumored ones that are lifelike and even have elastic faces are called wet corpses.
Strictly speaking, wet corpses are not zombies.
The real zombie has a green complexion, half-inch-long teeth, and wrinkled brown skin, but its facial features are uncorrupted.
The person in front of us has a complexion as yellow as ten-year-old bacon, eyelids like chrysanthemum folds, and two sharp tiger teeth that have pierced his jaw.
"Don't breathe on him. Once the body is picked up, we're all done."
Ji Canghai held the edge of the coffin with both hands: "This thing doesn't move. Is it really that scary?"
I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Just pray that he never moves."
At this time, the monkey had already stretched out the hook on his hand and gently pried open the zombie's mouth.
The movements on his hands were very delicate, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had done this kind of thing.
Soon, the hook was hung on the zombie's tooth and he lifted it up hard.
A purple tongue was exposed in the air.
However, the monkey's hook is not aimed at the tongue, but rather forcefully tearing off the zombie teeth.
I immediately widened my eyes: "Don't do this!"
The monkey put the zombie tooth into his pocket and chuckled: "You don't know, this thing can sell for a lot of money in the ghost market!"
"Guys, we're all here, do we have to do something?"
Although the monkey is still smiling, the smile has changed.
I couldn't help but clenched my golden mace and said warily: "What do you want to do?"
"I have known Wang Ju for too many years. I knew from the very beginning that today was destined to be a narrow escape."
"If you don't want me to get some extra money, I'm sorry that we have to walk all the way!"
I finally figured it out. This guy seemed honest and honest, but he was actually greedy for money!
"You want to rob a tomb?"
Monkey wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile: "Don't say it in such a bad way, just get some money to spend."
"If you want to dig a grave, dig it yourself. I just want to grab my things and leave right now."
The monkey held the sickle upside down and rubbed his cheek with one hand: "You have to help me."
Ji Canghai stood up with a cold face: "You order us?"
"I have long heard that a master of Luban Shu came from Monan. Today I saw that he can even build a gable wall. He is indeed quite capable!"
At this time, his eyes were fixed on Chen Jiayan.
I couldn't help but feel shocked. According to this, Chen Jiayan's wooden fence is still a treasure!
Chen Jiayan took a few steps forward and looked directly at the monkey without changing her expression.
"I can't say I'm a master, just a little bit."
The monkey paced slowly: "Dakui will not allow the successors of Luban Shu from other places to enter Monan. You will ruin his job!"
Then he squeezed out a few dry laughs from his throat: "You don't want anyone to know about this, right?"
Oh shit.
The monkey had seen through Chen Jiayan's craftsmanship early on, but he never figured it out.
He just wants to use this as a bargaining chip!
The monkey took out the sickle used for digging the ground from his bag, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Painting the skin of a tiger is difficult to paint the bones, knowing people and their faces but not their hearts.
People who run around in the world are not all kind-hearted people, and there are not a few people who are motivated by wealth.
even if
I must be careful, but I can't see through the hearts of people who have their own agendas.
I also have to admit, he's the only one we have here who can drill holes.
In order to stabilize him, I could only promise: "Tell me, how can we help you?"
"This zombie is full of treasures."
The monkey focused on the zombie, his eyes filled with greed: "I'll cut off some meat and sell it at a good price!"
This almost perverted statement, coming from a person with a simple and honest face, sounded chilling.
He babbled to the zombie: "Help me hold it up."
I was about to go forward when Ji Canghai stopped me and turned around to give me a look.
Ji Canghai held the zombie's shoulders and slowly helped him up.
The greed in the monkey's eyes became stronger and stronger, and a joyful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"The dark clouds flew across the sky for a long time. I reached out and touched the front of my sister's head..."
In the bare tomb, the monkey held a shiny dagger in one hand and hummed "Eighteen Touches".
"Uh-huh."
The sharp knife pierced the zombie's neck, and a piece of brown flesh fell on his hand.
The knife in the monkey's hand grew faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye the zombie had been cut into half a skeleton.
"Reach out your hand and touch the young lady's mouth, her eyes will be full of smiles..."
"ah!"
The singing tune in the monkey's mouth suddenly changed, and then turned into a howl like a slaughtering pig.
I took a closer look and saw that the bacon zombie had its eyes wide open and bit the monkey's hand.
"Creak"
There was a sound of cartilage rubbing together, and the monkey rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Cut his hand off!"
