"Tsk…"
There was a soft sound, like a leaking tire. The sound disappeared in a flash. Zuo Chen pushed the coffin with all his might and easily pushed it open...
The coffin was pushed open a crack. It was dark inside, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"Um, uncle…"
Zuo Chen was speechless. Are you guys that good at acting? All of them were Best Actor, so wouldn't their coffins open with a push…
"You…"
Zuo Xian was stunned. He looked at Zuo Chen and was speechless. He didn't know what to say.
Damn, it was clearly locked up tightly, how did Chen Wazi open it with a push? Was this a joke?
Or was there a mechanism in the coffin? He accidentally touched the switch and was pushed away by this kid?
It didn't make sense.
Zuo Xian took two steps forward, pressed his hand on the coffin, and pushed it out.
The coffin was a sliding lid type. Once it was closed, it would fit perfectly. There was no need to use any nails at all. It could be directly stuck.
The coffin was pushed open by Zuo Chen, and this time, Zuo Xian pushed it again. The coffin was easily pushed open without any hesitation.
When the coffin was half opened, Zuo Xian and Zuo Chen subconsciously looked into the coffin…
Zuo Chen's scalp instantly went numb as if an electric current had stimulated his entire body, numbing him from head to toe...
"The…the corpse didn't rot?" Zuo Chen gulped and subconsciously looked at Zuo Xian. He was terrified. Could this be the legendary zombie transformation?
Damn it, I met a ghost in broad daylight, and I met something unclean again!
At this moment, a corpse in a Qing Dynasty official uniform lay quietly in the coffin. The corpse's face was thin, like skin and bones.
"It's just a dried corpse. Look how scared you are!”Zuo Xian shook his head. It was not like he had never seen a dried corpse before. When he carried a corpse in the mass grave, it was much scarier than this.
The coffin was sealed, and the ancestor was a seventh-grade official. It was normal for him to have some preservation methods.
"Oh."
Zuo Chen scratched his head. He was not afraid of dried corpses, but he had encountered too many dirty things.
What was a dried corpse afraid of? At most, he would burn them down!
"Brother Xian, what did you see? Do you have any treasures?" At this moment, another man asked Zuo Xian with a smile. As he spoke, he walked forward step by step, wanting to see if there was anything buried in the ancestor's coffin.
As soon as he said this, the surrounding people could not help but be tempted.
As the saying goes, wealth moves the heart. This ancestor was a seventh-grade librarian after all. His family was well-off, so he should have some treasures buried with him, right?
Just one or two pieces would be enough for them to eat for many years!
"What are you looking at? Don't touch it even if you have it. Put it inside properly. This is our ancestor. If you're not afraid of death, come and try it!”Zuo Xian looked at the people around him coldly and warned.
"Aiya, brother, it's better for us descendants than for those grave robbers, right?”the man said awkwardly.
He was the eldest son of Third Master's family, Zuo Ming.
He was Liu Lao Er's brother.
Although Liu Lao Er had been taken away by the Liu family since he was young, their status as brothers could not be changed.
This time, when Liu Lao Er said to move the grave, he was the first to agree.
"Bullshit!" Zuo Xian shouted coldly, his body actually rising. At this moment, he was like the head of the entire Zong family, like the clan leader in movies and television dramas. No one dared to disobey his words, no one dared to say no!
If one were to really talk about it, he was the true direct descendant.
Everyone here was from the side branch!
Zuo Xian was the eldest son. His father was the eldest son too. His grandfather was the eldest son too. His grandfather was the eldest son too! Zuo Xian's great-grandfather was also the eldest son!
Any higher and it would be directly related to Zuo Fucheng.
It could be said that Zuo Xian's line was the direct line!
No matter when or where, Zuo Xian had the right to speak in the Zuo family. This was without a doubt.
Even in front of the Second Master, he had the right to speak.
Even though this era was not so particular, the rules set by the ancestors would not change!
"Uncle…"
At this moment, Zuo Chen spoke faintly and tugged at Zuo Xian's shirt.
"Uncle, ancestor, you've put on weight. I'm afraid you're going to turn into a corpse!”Zuo Chen swallowed his saliva and felt a chill in his heart.
This was the first time he had seen a zombie. He was a little nervous.
After all, he had the strength now.
Strength gave him confidence. No matter what zombies, demons, or ghosts appeared, he would kill them immediately.
However, this zombie's identity was not ordinary. This was their ancestor!
"Fat?"
Zuo Xian was stunned. He didn't have time to talk to the people around him. He quickly turned his head and looked at the old ancestor in the coffin. When he saw the face of the corpse that had some flesh on it, his heart trembled violently...
After so many years, he finally encountered something unclean…
It had been more than ten years since he had returned from his studies. He had often walked by the river and his shoes had always been wet. Now, he had actually encountered such a thing?
"Uncle, do you want to burn it? If it was tonight, he might really turn into a zombie!”Zuo Chen was slightly worried.
His worries were not without reason. It was still fine during the day. The sun was shining and the atmosphere was strong. Even if this zombie turned into a corpse, it was nothing. It was very weak. Any random person could kill it.
However, it would be different at night!
At night, once he absorbed the moonlight, he would definitely turn into a corpse.
After turning into a zombie, he could immediately turn into a hundred-year-old zombie after coming out for a month.
From a white zombie to a purple zombie!
Zombies were also divided into levels, white zombie, green zombie, purple zombie, black zombie, hairy zombie, and flying zombie.
White zombies were the worst. They were afraid of light, fire, water, chickens, dogs, and even people!
However, the purple zombie was different. It could move freely, and its joints had gradually softened. It had a wisp of its own intelligence, and the corpse qi around its body began to turn purple!
Burn or not burn?
Burning it was disrespectful to the ancestor. If he didn't burn it, the Zuo family would be in danger!
The first thing the zombie did when it woke up was to drink the blood of people who were related to it by blood. This way, the zombie's strength would increase greatly.
At least half of the population in Mingjing Village were descendants of Zuo Fucheng…
Zuo Xian thought…
"Meow…"
At this moment, a mournful meow sounded. A black cat appeared out of nowhere and jumped into the coffin!
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