At this time, the remaining three bodyguards finally supported the bodyguard who was first sprayed in the Nordic black gas and went out of the pit. <800 Novel Network wＷw.800book.net Full text, fast update, no pop-ups!> At the same time, they vomited heavily. After a few minutes, the gas in the coffin was exhausted.

With a touch, the lid of the coffin rushed up and smashed for more than ten meters, and finally fell heavily.

In that moment, even Wen Fei's heart was thrust tightly, as if he had seen a fierce figure pounced on the back of the coffin lid...

However, this was just an illusion. As the coffin lid was hit hard, there was no other movement after waiting for a long time. After a long time, the people who were still in shock came to the tomb pit carefully and looked down.

After seeing this, almost everyone almost exclaimed. Of course, except for Wen Fei, Wen Fei just stared at the lifelike body of the coffin in a Tang suit, wearing a Tang suit, without any sign of decay.

This lifelikeness is not nonsense. Apart from the blackening of the body, it looks like there is no change. From here, it looks exactly like the photo on the tombstone.

"This is my grandfather!" Zhang Chengjia said in horror: "He has been dead for more than ten years."

"Has he turned into a zombie?" Wang Jingwen asked in a hoarse voice, with a little excitement. Perhaps it was the first time he had seen such a thing as a ground master.

Zhang Fanshan only glanced at it and shouted, "This seems not a zombie. Look, the sun is sunburned directly, and there is no problem at all."

The group entered the mountain early in the morning, and it took so long that it was already noon. They all started to get hungry, so naturally no one noticed it at this time.

The sunlight fell down and was sunny on the body of the corpse. I saw that after the original fishy black gas dissipated, there was no strange smell.

However, zombies are ghosts, and they are most afraid of the sun. With such a big sun, the corpse is not strange at all. It is probably not a zombie. But the problem is, if it weren't a zombie, how could the corpse be preserved so well? Could it be that the Zhang family has money and bought the amazing technology from the United States to preserve the corpse for more than ten years without rotting?

Wen Fei didn't know much about this kind of thing. Although he was quite familiar with the Maoshan Sect, Maoshan at this time was still a great Taoist sect. According to the classification of later generations, at least it was from the Maoshan Sect to the Maoshan Sect. It was very different from the Maoshan Sect, which specialized in catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits in later generations.

However, the Maoshan School has always had the Taiyin shape refining method. It seems that various Taoist techniques for refining zombies in the Maoshan School in later generations were derived from the Taiyin shape refining method.

Wen Fei was suddenly shocked while thinking about it without any reason. The corpse's eyes suddenly opened. Zhang Chengjia, beside Wen Fei, suddenly shrank in fear and fell down. He was about to have an intimate contact with his grandfather's body. However, Wen Fei was quick-witted and grabbed the collar with his hand.

Zhang Chengjia's face turned pale and ugly in fear. He dripped sweat rolled down his face. He reluctantly cried and smiled at Wen Fei, "Thank you, Mr. Wen!"

When I looked at it again, the corpse's eyes had been closed. It seemed that opening his eyes just was just an illusion.

Wen Fei waved his hand and didn't bother to talk to the Zhang Cheng family. Suddenly, under the reflection of the sun, he was shook his eyes by a golden light when he possessed himself to save the Zhang Cheng family. He asked, "Mr. Zhang, are there funeral objects in your grandfather's coffin?"

Zhang Chengjia said honestly: "There are a few antiques that my grandfather loves, and they were buried with him. But they are all not very valuable. We are also afraid of attracting tomb robbers."

Although there are fewer burial objects in the tomb now, the Zhang family has great business and will inevitably put a few things on it. However, what the Zhang family said is not very valuable, and it is clearly two different concepts from what ordinary people think is not very valuable.

For example, Wen Fei saw clearly. A golden plate was exposed from the rotten sutra quilt on the chest of Mr. Zhang's body. Just looking at the size, it was at least as big as a palm. Wen Fei looked over with his eyes and could even see the dense and strange symbols engraved on the golden plate.

Just after taking a look, Wen Fei dared to make a conclusion. This gold plate is definitely not simple. Wen Fei could even clearly feel a familiar force.

Wang Jingwen kept using the compass and was chewing nearby. Zhang Fanshan did not dare to neglect it. Although he said that this thing would not be a zombie, he still inserted peach wood nails outside and prepared the eternal light.

Only the yellow-haired foreigner was looking around curiously. He even used a camera to shoot constantly. He kept muttering to himself, looking quite excited.

But at this moment, the yellow-haired camera suddenly "pop" a stream of black smoke came out. The yellow-haired was shocked and quickly threw the camera down. The yellow-haired smell spread. The yellow-haired was stunned and shouted: "I am a German Lycra, not a Japanese product..."

He only screamed halfway, and the rest of his words seemed to be pinched into his stomach. The corpse's eyes opened again, and the vitreous body was not turbid at all. The yellow hair was immediately attracted, swallowing the rest of his words into his stomach, trying to get closer and see clearly.

But the more I looked at it, the deeper my eyes were full of mystery, which made the yellow-haired walk over step by step. Seeing that what he was about to fall into the pit, he suddenly stopped and slapped himself a few times, showing mercy in his hand. After the slap, his face became swollen.

The other people who were busy around were shocked by the yellow-haired behavior and thought that this guy was doing something evil. But he saw him put down his slap and rushed to Wen Fei who was very close to him, "Mr. Wen, I was hypnotized by this corpse just now, why didn't you wake me up!"

Wen Fei shrugged and didn't say anything. In fact, he just saw the yellow hair being given a corpse with his own eyes. But now Wen Fei already had an idea about the corpse, just taking the yellow hair to experiment. Fortunately, this guy reacted quickly enough and actually woke up. Wen Fei was a little disappointed.

Facing this foreigner who was so angry that his face turned red, Wen Fei sighed and shrugged again as he was in the movie. He hit the guy's stomach hard, and even praised him, this foreigner's abdominal muscles are good, at least eight pieces...

But no matter how strong the yellow-haired foreigner's abdominal muscles were, he would never be able to withstand Wen Fei's punch. He bent down like a shrimp.

"Do I need to explain it like you?" Wen Fei kicked the guy who was sticking out his butt and snorting out of the grave pit.

It changed suddenly, and no one expected that such a thing would happen. They couldn't help but scream, watching the foreigner fall heavily on the body.

Everyone closed their eyes, afraid that the corpse would suddenly be cheated, jumped up and pounced on Huangmao. But all this did not happen.

When the yellow-haired foreigner called Lian Tian like a pig-killing man, he realized that he was fine. He stood up embarrassedly, then waved his fists at Wen Fei in anger, and cursed constantly.

Wen Fei didn't pay attention to what the yellow-haired foreigner scolded. He didn't allow others to scold him after beating him. Master Wen was not so domineering. He just smiled and said, "It seems that there is no danger in this corpse..."

Before he could finish his words, an extremely cold force suddenly emerged. Even under the sun, it made people feel cold all over. Then the yellow-haired foreigner who jumped his feet and cursed, his face became distorted. He shouted: "Hurry up, save me, there is a devil who wants to occupy my body!"

The yellow-haired foreigner said, fumbled into his pocket desperately, as if he wanted to take out something. But he obviously wanted to occupy the power of his body, which was much stronger than his will. Before he could touch anything, the foreigner had already started rolling his eyes.

"No, something rushes to the body." Zhang Fanshan shouted. He was not as heartless as Wen Fei. Of course, it was important to save people. A peach wood nail in his hand was stained with cinnabar and threw it down.

The next moment, his eyes blurred. The yellow-haired foreigner had already rushed out of the pit, and his speed was incredibly fast. Zhang Fanshan didn't see it clearly at all, and he had already grabbed his neck.

Yu Deyun was shocked. At this time, they all knew that Wen Fei had a strange temper and could not be reliable. They didn't dare to wait for Wen Fei to take action. They shouted loudly and rushed to save Zhang Fanshan.

The yellow-haired foreigner's neck twisted strangely, and Zhang Fanshan was thrown out. A person with a 100-pound pound would be thrown out at least ten meters away, which shows how much strength it was.

Seeing that Zhang Fanshan was going to be seriously injured if he didn't die this time, Zhang Fanshan's collar was caught by a man. With a magical wave and trembling, it transformed into a huge force and gently placed it on the ground.

This is naturally Wen Fei. Although Wen Fei is not reliable, the foreigner who is unhappy with him has no psychological barriers. But Zhang Fanshan, after all, is the one who invites him to come, and he needs to save some.

Wen Fei had just saved Zhang Fanshan, and Yu Deyun was in danger again. The yellow-haired every move at this time had great power. In Wen Fei's opinion, this power was achieved by burning the vitality of the yellow-haired.

But the yellow-haired man was now majestic. He knocked Yu Deyun over to the ground with just a few punches and was about to step on it. Wen Fei rushed over and a thunder in his palm struck the yellow-haired vest.

Wen Fei is not Wu Xia Ameng now. The power of this thunder in his palm is not something that anything can bear. The yellow-haired man was beaten and flew forward and fell heavily to the ground. Then his heart was stepped on by Wen Fei.

Huangmao struggled desperately at Wen Fei's feet, but she couldn't get up no matter what. At this time, Wen Fei turned around and shouted, "Go down and take out the golden plate on the corpse!"

It took Zhang Cheng's family a long time to realize that they were saying this to him. Looking around, they were all defeated soldiers and defeated soldiers on the ground. The four bodyguards were so angry that they were almost vomiting out their courage, and they were half dead. (To be continued.)
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