"I ride on a horse..."
Nan Er froze on the spot. As the palace door closed, a black mist rose around him, to the point where he could not even see his fingers.
Should we move forward now or retreat?
If you go forward, you can reach the coffin in just a few steps. If you go backward, you can reach the door in a dozen steps.
go……
Although he was retreating in his heart, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and remained motionless. He frowned with a confused look on his face.
After all, he had reached this position, just a few steps away. He was really unwilling to leave in such a dejected manner, although the worst he could do was to be laughed at by Xia Zhichan when he returned.
"What are you afraid of! If a person dies and a bird looks up, he will not die for tens of millions of years..."
Nan Er gritted his teeth and took another step forward.
In the empty back hall, only his own footsteps could be heard, and the thumping sound was like a knock on his heart, knocking his heart up and down.
The surroundings were not very cold originally, but just after Nan Er took a step forward, he suddenly felt a cold wind wrapping around his feet.
Looking down, I could only vaguely see the worn floor.
But the chill spread over his feet like invisible water, making it feel like he was standing barefoot in a stream.
If he had this strange feeling in the hot summer, Nan Er would probably feel comfortable, but in the dark and dark room in the middle of winter, he could only feel strange from the inside.
After reluctantly swallowing, Nan Er took another step forward.
The icy coldness increased a little, and it had moved from the original position of his feet to the knees of his legs. The cold feeling made the hairs on his calves stand up unconsciously.
It seemed like I was standing in the shallow part of the stream just now, but now I am walking deeper step by step. With every step I take, the cold stream water rushes up, from the top of my feet, through my calves and knees to my waist. .
I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect, or if this coldness can really block people's steps. Anyway, Nan Er now feels that every time he lifts his foot and takes a step forward, the greater the resistance he encounters.
It's like you are really going against the current of the river.
"It should be almost done..."
Because there was no light in the room, Nan Er had already walked several steps but still couldn't see the coffin, but from the sudden glance just now, he could roughly estimate the location of the coffin.
So he slowly raised his hand and groped forward.
Bang - there was a slight collision sound, and Nan Er's hands happened to touch a cold object. He explored the surroundings a few times and found that it should be the coffin.
It feels strange to the touch. A wooden coffin shouldn't feel so cold. Now it doesn't feel like a coffin but like a large piece of ice.
There were still drops of water on the coffin, like frost that had just melted into water.
"There can't be ice cubes in here, why is it so cold..."
Nan Er took a breath, then pressed his hands on the head of the coffin, trying to see if he could open the coffin with his own strength.
Click——
Without much effort, Nan Er gently pushed open a gap in the coffin lid, and the biting cold wind blew out from the gap.
"It's so cold. There can't be a piece of black ice in here. I don't know where the emerald green jade that Xia Zhichan mentioned is?"
Nan Er's hands were numb from the cold. He breathed out gently, and the surrounding cold condensed the breath into white mist.
With more force on his hand, the lid of the coffin was easily pushed open, and then he saw a strange green light flashing from the opening.
I couldn't see clearly what was in the coffin, I could only vaguely notice that not far from me, there was indeed a piece of green jade less than the size of my fist, shining brightly.
Nan Er took his hands back and rubbed them vigorously a few times. The cold feeling around him caused a strange tingling sensation on his skin.
After rubbing it for a while, my hands finally regained their feeling.
So he stretched out his hand, clasped the piece of green jade with his fingers, and then pulled it out hard.
The piece of jade seemed to be embedded in it, but it didn't move at all.
The surrounding cold air is even heavier, and the thing inlaid with jade seems to be a huge piece of black ice, which is not only very hard, but also bitingly cold.
Nan Er had only heard of black ice in legends. It was said that black ice was condensed under the snowy mountains and glacial lakes in the far north. It was not only as hard as steel, but also had its own cold air. It was the best. Xuanbing can even maintain its form in the sun without melting.
Nan Er couldn't see clearly. His hand that had just warmed up began to become cold again. His fingers were frozen and stiff, but he couldn't take out the jade no matter how hard he tried.
"Damn it, I don't believe in evil anymore!"
His left hand pressed on Xuan Bing, and his right hand clamped tightly on the jade. Then he no longer relied solely on the strength of his hands, but his waist sank and his legs tightened. All the strength in his body was gathered together, and then he heard Nan Er's loud shout, stamped his feet on the ground, and his whole body tensed up like a stringed bow.
Click, click, click!
With a slight cracking sound, Nan Er clearly felt that the piece of jade he was holding in his right hand began to loosen. First it trembled slightly, and then it broke away from Xuan Bing bit by bit.
Finally there was a bang.
The piece of jade completely detached and was held in Nan Er's hand. He himself took several steps back due to the sudden force of inertia before he regained his footing.
"Huh - it's really not easy. My hands are numb from the cold. I have to ask Xia Zhichan to treat me to a drink later..."
Nan Er placed the jade in front of him and looked at it carefully. The green light shone on his cheeks, and the peach blossom that had flashed away appeared again, swaying gently against the green light.
But he didn't feel it. Just as he was looking at this strange piece of jade, he suddenly felt someone slap him on the back, followed by Xia Zhichan's urgent voice:
"What are you looking at? Why don't you run away!"
As soon as the word "run" came out of his mouth, Nan Er suddenly felt something was wrong. His hair stood on end. With his wide eyes, he saw two red lights rising from where the coffin was, a few steps away from him.
The green light in front of me is weird, but the red light not far away is terrifying.
Nan Er felt another slap from behind, and Xia Zhichan said in an even more urgent voice, almost cursing:
"If you don't want to die, get on your horse and run away!"
He really ran away, turned around and rushed out like a gust of wind. Then, whether it was an accident or something really causing trouble, his feet suddenly slipped and he flew out.
Bang!
Nan Er did not push open the palace door, but simply knocked open the wooden door with his body, and then retreated to the middle of the backyard with chaotic steps.
The door to the apse that was knocked open kept making creaking sounds.
He saw two red lights floating out of the apse little by little. The red was slightly darker than blood, but scarier than any color mixed with paint.
I just saw a red light, as if I had seen a surging ocean of blood, accompanied by the disgusting smell of blood.
Nan Er quickly retreated, directly to the small door of the main hall, and then without him reaching out to push the door open, the door was pushed open from the inside, and a hand pulled him in, followed by a bang. Closed the door.
"Give me the jade."
As soon as Nan Er raised his hand, Xia Zhichan took the piece of jade and threw it into his sleeve robe with his backhand.
"I……"
Xia Zhichan didn't say anything. She glanced at Nan Er who was shivering from the cold, poured him another bowl of wine from the previous pottery bowl, and signaled the latter to drink it quickly.
He himself gently pushed open the small door and looked outside.
Nan Er drank the wine in the bowl with a gulp, as if he drank a pile of fire directly, driving away all the cold air from his body, and even white mist came out of his head.
call……
"I almost froze to death. I don't know if it was a piece of black ice in the back hall. Why was it so cold? It was almost so cold that dripping water turned into ice."
He complained a few times, but found that Xia Zhichan had no intention of paying attention to him, but carefully looked outside the small door.
"Hey, I'm talking to you..."
Nan Er moved his hands and feet, and then saw Xia Zhichan opening the small door a crack like a thief, so he grabbed the door handle and opened the small door directly.
Then I saw... someone standing in the backyard?
If that strange thing can be called a human, because although it looks more like a monkey in appearance, it stands as straight as a human.
The three-inch-long white hair swayed in the cold wind, and the moonlight shone with a layer of jade-colored luster.
The blue skin was as wrinkled as a dead tree, and the face could no longer be seen clearly. There were only a pair of scarlet eyes hidden under the white hair and exposed inch-long fangs.
What is this?
The white-haired monster stood in the middle of the courtyard, raising his neck to swallow the moonlight falling from the sky. His greedy appearance was like a wild dog seeing a dead body.
Xia Zhichan pushed Nan Er's hand and motioned for him to close the small door gently.
After the door was completely closed, Nan Er couldn't help lowering his voice and asked:
"What kind of monster is that?"
Xia Zhichan pointed outside, also lowered her voice, and slowly said two words:
"Zombies."
"Zombies? They're the same as the corpses still wandering outside the door."
Nan Er's understanding of zombies was probably that dead bodies suddenly came back to life, but the monster in the backyard was completely different from the monsters he had heard of.
"No, to be precise, only the guy in the backyard can be called a zombie. The corpses in front were just temporarily resurrected after receiving corpse energy."
As Xia Zhichan spoke, she looked at the various corpses wandering around in the courtyard in front of her. Those guys just emerged from the ground again after their dead bodies were affected by the evil aura of this zombie.
"Oh, that is to say, after getting rid of the zombie in the backyard, the corpses in the front yard will naturally stop?"
Nan Er glanced at the small door on the side with lingering fear. As he was talking, he suddenly saw Xia Zhichan's expression change on the opposite side, and then he felt the fishy wind behind his head.
Bang!
The small door was directly penetrated by a pair of big hands, and ten black nails as sharp as iron needles appeared behind Nan Er. Each nail was three inches long, and there was a fishy smell on it.
Xia Zhichan shook her sleeves and caught the big hands. Her sharp fingertips were almost close to Nan Er's face. The peach blossom appeared on the latter's cheeks at the moment of being frightened.
"Walk!"
As soon as Nan Er turned around, he escaped from the protection of Xia Zhichan's hands. Then he heard a click, and the small door completely burst open, and the white-haired zombie broke in.
Xia Zhichan quickly retreated, but even as he was retreating, the zombie's sharp nails dug out several blood grooves on the back of his hand.
Immediately blood flowed down.
"Damn it!"
Nan Er was shocked and angry. If Xia Zhichan hadn't blocked the blow for him just now, he would have been stabbed with ten bloody holes. He would rather be injured himself than see his friends injured on his behalf.
Buzz!
As soon as he raised his right hand, the long knife at his waist flew out with a roar.
Although the hair on the white-haired zombie looked weak, when Nan Er's indestructible counter-pattern knife slashed at it, only a few sparks flew out.
"Let's go! You are no match for him."
Xia Zhichan took two steps back, looked at the furious Nan Er, pressed the blood tank on his hand, and said quickly.
"I don't care about riding the horse!"
Nan flipped the long knife on his hand and slashed along the arm of the white-haired zombie directly to the opponent's cheek.
Roar!
The white-haired zombie roared, carrying a fishy smell, raised his hands and knocked away Nan Er's long knife, and then rushed over with a flying swoop.
"Walk!"
Xia Zhichan used her true energy to pull Nan Er apart from the air, and looked at the peach blossoms on the latter's face, as well as the evil energy that kept emerging from the long knife.
"I'll ride on my horse and kill him!"
Nan Er didn't know whether it was because of anger attacking his heart or evil spirit entering his body. His expression now seemed a little irrational, and he didn't even listen to Xia Zhichan's words.
Bang!
The white-haired zombie jumped into the air, stood up straight, and turned towards Xia Zhichan, staring at the two of them with its scarlet eyes.
Nan Er was losing his mind now, and he wanted to rush over with a knife, but Xia Zhichan grabbed his clothes tightly with his hands.
"Get out of the way first."
Xia Zhichan knew that the irrational Nan Er could only cause trouble, so he used the few true energy in his body to throw him out.
Nan Er flew out directly, passed through the main entrance of the hall, and fell directly into the group of corpses in the front yard. Before he could steady his body, he was overwhelmed by various corpses.
Buzz——
The sound of the knife came in the wind, and Nan Er, who was in need of venting his anger, didn't think about anything else at all. The long knife in his hand rotated and chopped all the corpses around him into pieces.
Roar!
There was no time to talk to him now. The most important thing in front of him was the white-haired zombie in front of him.
Facing a gust of fishy wind, Xia Zhichan narrowly avoided another zombie attack, and then he quickly jumped to the high platform in the middle of the hall.
"Brother, if you drink my wine, you will do things for me."
Xia Zhichan jumped onto the high platform and patted the shoulder of the statue on the high platform.
Roar!
The white-haired zombie swooped over and pointed its sharp nails directly at Xia Zhichan next to the statue.
Bang!
The zombie flew backwards and made a big hole in the ground. At the same time, the mighty statue on the high platform also staggered down, although its movements were stiff but powerful.
Xia Zhichan smiled brightly, pointed at the dazed white-haired zombie on the ground, and said:
"Hit him!"
