"Third Master…"
"What about Third Uncle?"
"Heavenly Lord, what is Priest Zhou trying to do?”
This sudden scene caught everyone off guard.
No one had expected that Zhou Mu would charge forward instead of retreating when his brother was seriously injured. He drew his saber and charged forward. It was obvious that he planned to deal with the fiendish creature in the stone coffin alone.
Pan Zi's eyes widened and he froze on the spot.
He didn't know what to do.
As for Wu Xie, his mind was in a mess and he had completely lost the ability to think.
To him, all of this felt like a dream.
In the past, he had only seen it in the notes left behind by his grandfather, or in the casual conversations of his third uncle and the others.
In the Wu family, he was like a flower raised in a greenhouse.
When had he ever experienced such a life-and-death crisis?
Along the way, he was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Qiling. He felt that Zhang Qiling was not sociable at all. He was always silent and was like a stuffy bottle of oil.
However, according to Third Uncle.
He was a very famous figure in the underworld.
His methods were shocking.
That was why he was invited to join the lama.
Although it was rare, it was definitely not simple.
However…in front of the stone coffin, he had not even seen the face of that guy before he spat out blood and was seriously injured.
This was simply unimaginable.
For the first time, Wu Xie truly felt the terror of death.
But now, under such a dangerous situation, Zhou Mu still chose to make a move.
He looked at the figure who did not hesitate.
Wu Xie was extremely shocked.
He clearly knew that…this trip was extremely vicious, and the slightest carelessness would result in his body being crushed to pieces.
But he still went.
Wu Xie pursed his lips, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
"How would I know?"
Wu Sansheng also had a gloomy expression.
Even though he was mentally prepared before he came in.
However, when he truly witnessed the so-called 'great terror', he realized how wrong he was.
That was not…an existence that human strength could contend against!
No wonder the Wu family's ancestors were all killed in the Dart Ridge and almost caused the family to be exterminated.
"Third Master, let's go all out. We can't let Priest Zhou take the risk alone…I can't do this.”
Pan Zi was burning with anxiety.
A hint of ruthlessness suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Don't!"
Wu Sansheng hesitated.
However, before he could reply, Zhang Qi Ling, who was being held by the two men, suddenly struggled to raise his head.
In the blink of an eye.
His face had already turned deathly pale, without a trace of blood.
However, she still pursed her lips and her eyes were filled with determination.
"No matter how many people there are, they are still courting death."
"It will also drag him down."
"Let's go first!"
Zhang Qi Ling stuttered.
It was as if every word he said took a lot of effort.
"This…"
Hearing this.
The few of them were even more hesitant.
He was caught in a dilemma.
Compared to Pan Zi's suggestion, Wu Sansheng was more interested in the latter.
He knew better than anyone else.
Some things really couldn't be solved with numbers.
Especially the dirty things in the tomb.
Moreover, the methods that Zhou Mu had displayed in the corpse cave a few days ago were truly unfathomable.
Wu Sansheng couldn't think of anyone else who could come forward to help.
Pan Zi was straightforward and simple.
However, from his perspective.
The most important thing for this trip was to enter the tomb and successfully obtain that fish talisman.
"Let's go!"
In an instant, countless thoughts appeared in Wu Sansheng's mind.
In the end.
The hesitation in his eyes disappeared.
Instead, it was covered by determination.
He shouted at everyone.
"Third Uncle?"
"Third Master!"
Hearing his choice, Wu Xie and Pan Zi raised their heads abruptly, clearly finding it hard to accept.
"Didn't you hear what little brother said? If we stay here, we won't be able to do anything other than dragging us down.”
Wu Sansheng glanced at the two of them and shouted.
"Let's go."
In the end, Pan Zi held Wu Xie's shoulder and shook his head.
"Third Master is right."
"Daoist Priest Zhou has bought us a chance. We can't miss it, or his efforts will be in vain.”
Wu Xie was stunned.
At this moment, his heart felt as if it was surging with waves.
In the end, rationality suppressed her emotions.
However, as he followed his third uncle and the others through the stone door and entered the deeper parts of the tomb, he suddenly turned around to look at the stone coffin.
Only to see.
The commotion inside the stone coffin was like a raging wave.
Zhou Mu floated above the coffin like a lonely boat.
From his angle, he could only see the thin back of the figure. However, Wu Xie suddenly felt as if he was looking at a mountain and an abyss.
……
After the group left.
In the huge tomb.
It was peaceful again.
It was really quiet.
It was as silent as death.
The stone coffin that was shaking violently stopped moving.
Zhou Mu, who was standing on the coffin, suddenly looked down.
It was as if he could see through the thick stone coffin.
"Why aren't you struggling?"
He sneered.
He seemed to be talking to the guy in the coffin.
"Where was the aura just now?"
"What, you don't even have the courage to attack me?”
One word after another.
Zhou Mu said to himself.
The stone coffin, which had been slowly calming down, began to tremble again.
The guy below seemed to be angered by him.
Bang!
Suddenly.
The tightly sealed coffin lid was actually pushed open by an indescribably powerful force.
It soared into the sky.
Then, it smashed down with a bang.
Even the stone slabs on the ground were smashed, revealing a deep pit.
Soon after.
A black zombie slowly sat up from the coffin.
His entire body was filled with the aura of death. White bones, minced meat, and ink-like blood.
His chest rose and fell.
Creak ~
With a bone-cracking sound that made one's scalp tingle, the zombie turned around and stared straight at Zhou Mu.
Zhou Mu, who had already landed on the ground before it went berserk.
He was not afraid at all.
The corners of his mouth even revealed a hint of mockery.
"You're neither human nor ghost. Why don't you let me send you to death?”
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