Chapter 512: Possession and Scheme

For a moment, the situation in the main tomb chamber showed a one-sided trend.

The thousand-year-old zombie was hit by several silver bullets from the military uniform man, and his head was chopped continuously by the eight-sided Han sword of the strong middle-aged man in the Zhongshan suit. His body was completely covered by the golden flames and silver light that restrained it very much. In less than two seconds, he fell to the ground and rolled around in pain, as if he was about to meet his end.

Seeing that the golden flames on the zombie were as fierce as a fire, the middle-aged man in the Zhongshan suit quickly retreated two steps and stopped swinging his sword to attack, so as not to be affected by its dying struggle.

The middle-aged man in the green military uniform did not stop. When he saw his close combat accomplice retreat, he raised his gun and shot several silver bullets at the head and chest of the rolling zombie on the ground, making the intensity of the silver light not inferior to the golden flames, maintaining the maximum damage and weakening of the thousand-year-old zombie.

This continued for a minute, and the roar of the thousand-year-old zombie, who was at the end of his rope, continued to echo inside and outside the main tomb. It rolled back and forth on the ground, trying to extinguish the blazing golden flames and silver light on its body, but it was powerless. After a while, the sound of its struggle became smaller and smaller.

"This old monster is dying! Let me send him off for the last time!"

Old Zhang, who was dressed in black, also joined the ranks of beating the drowned dog. He came to the door of the tomb and threw the sticky rice and black donkey hoof in his hand at the zombie, which had been burned to half and was motionless on the ground. However, after the sticky rice and black donkey hoof touched the zombie's body, the zombie still had no reaction at all, as if it was really dead.

Master Zhao, a woman in white, then took two steps forward and carefully checked from a distance. As a professional who knew zombies very well, she made a judgment after observing for two seconds:

"Its breath is dissipating quickly, and it is indeed dead."

As she said, the thousand-year-old zombie, who was in an extremely miserable state, had lost all its powerful evil spirit at this moment, becoming like a stiff dead object, and no matter how you looked at it, it was in destruction.

The young man in a dress beside her was delighted when he heard this, and immediately said:

"Everyone hurry up and find the treasure! According to the treasure map, there must be a tiger talisman in its coffin!"

As he said this, the young man stepped forward and wanted to enter the tomb first, but was stopped by Old Zhang in black, who said:

"Don't worry! It's better to be safe than sorry, it's best to ask Master Zhao for help! Otherwise, if a stranger approaches that thing rashly, it may be contaminated by the Yang Qi and resurrect!"

As soon as the tomb robber finished speaking, Master Zhao, a middle-aged woman in white clothes in front of them, released her bald zombie again.

She let the bald zombie walk to the dead thousand-year-old zombie, stepped on it hard, and then kicked the corpse to the corner of the wall, and then controlled the bald zombie to walk to the jade coffin to check what was inside.

"Huh? Why is it empty?"

Soon, Master Zhao found the problem, that is, there was nothing in the vision transmitted to her by the bald zombie, and the jade coffin was empty.

In order to prove that she was not lying, she then controlled the extremely powerful bald zombie to directly lift up the jade coffin and move it step by step in front of everyone.

After the bald zombie put down the coffin, everyone looked at it and found that it was indeed as she said, completely empty inside, as clean as a washbasin that had just been washed.

"Why is there nothing! Is this treasure map fake?!"

The young man in a dress was immediately angry when he saw this, and he tore the yellowed silk cloth in his hand hard, which showed that he was extremely disappointed with the result in front of him.

At the same time, Wang Zhifan, who was hiding outside the main tomb, also looked puzzled. He found that he could not see the current situation clearly, and the current situation was very different from what he expected.

"That thousand-year-old zombie died so carelessly? It obviously had the strength to kill those people... It was a bit inexplicable that it died, and I didn't even have time to grab the head..."

Like the judgment of the middle-aged woman in white, Master Zhao, Wang Zhifan, who had a strong sense of perception, also judged that the thousand-year-old zombie that was burned by the golden flame and silver light had entered death, and was not pretending.

He was very clear about whether he was dead or not. Some common methods of pretending to be dead could not escape his perception. The current state of the thousand-year-old zombie was dead, and his death was sloppy and meaningless.

However, just when he was very puzzled, he suddenly sensed that the target position had changed. A small object emerged from the broken body of the thousand-year-old zombie without any sign!

It seemed to be a miniature metal cube with patterns engraved on the surface. It was smaller than a peanut, but as soon as it appeared, it attacked the people not far away at an extremely terrifying and silent speed! The target was directly pointed at the young man in a dress who was still complaining angrily!

"Sure enough! The old zombie has a backhand!"

In an instant, Wang Zhifan realized that the previous things were not over. The thousand-year-old zombie must have brewed a huge conspiracy, but he did not choose to interfere at this moment, because he wanted to find out what the old zombie's backhand was.

Then he saw in his radar-like perception that the metal block that emerged from the thousand-year-old zombie's body silently and quickly drilled into the trouser leg of the young man in a dress, and then went up along the young man's trouser leg to the position of his heart in his chest and drilled in fiercely!

This scene happened in a very short time, and no one except Wang Zhifan could react. Even if others happened to see it, they would think it was their own eyes, not to mention that their current attention was on the coffin.

What made Wang Zhifan feel even more weird was that he clearly confirmed that the chest of the young man in a dress was broken by the strange metal block, but the other party did not even hum, as if nothing had happened and continued to stand and say this, and there was not even any blood on his chest!

"The cube has penetrated into his heart and is sucking all the blood from his body!"

Wang Zhifan immediately concentrated his senses to investigate and confirmed the truth of the matter. Simply put, the young man in a dress had his heart taken away by the strange cube and his body was dominated.

Feeling that things were developing in an uncontrollable direction, he then closely observed the condition of the young man in a dress and found that he did not change much from the outside.

Except that his cheeks are slightly thinner, his face seems a bit paler, and his eyes seem to have become a bit darker, no difference can be seen.

"It's strange...this young man's heart has been replaced with something else, how can he still be like a normal person? Could it be..."

Wang Zhifan couldn't help but be confused. It was difficult for him to understand that a normal human being could not cry out in pain after encountering such a shocking change. The only reasonable explanation was that he had been completely controlled, including his personal thinking!

In his shocked thoughts, Wang Zhifan, who kept observing secretly, then saw the young man in a suit and several people around him complaining again, and then he said:

"Forget it, that's it for this visit to the tomb... I've gained a valuable experience at least... Let's go back now. Please bring the coffin with us, Master Zhao."

After saying that, the young man in the suit showed a disinterested expression, and took the lead to go back to the way he came, towards the darkness ahead.

Several other people around him were slightly surprised when they saw this, but they didn't say anything and turned around to follow. After all, what others wanted was not found in the end, so it was normal for them to be not very interested.

"Don't run so far ahead! You don't even bring a torch, can you see the road clearly!"

The sturdy middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit was also affected by this emotion. He frowned and reprimanded, thinking that the young man in the suit had lost his self-control due to a temporary setback. "Oh...thank you, Uncle Qiu, for reminding me."

The young man in a suit who had reached the front immediately stopped after hearing this, turned around and took the torch from the hand of the strong middle-aged man whom he called Uncle Qiu, and then took the lead again towards the way he came.

Seeing all this in the eyes of a strong middle-aged man, he immediately felt that the young man in a suit suddenly became a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, just thinking that the young man had been hit and had a change in his mood.

After a while, a group of five people returned to the ground, led by a young man in a suit at the front, followed by a bald zombie carrying a valuable sapphire coffin on his shoulders.

Wang Zhifan remained invisible and followed them for a while at this stage, but before the group left the underground palace, he finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative to reveal his whereabouts.

The five people were walking in the middle of a passage in the underground palace. At the corner in front of them, a tall figure wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a long knife suddenly appeared, blocking their way.

"Stop it all!"

Wang Zhifan suddenly appeared and spoke forcefully, blocking five people with one person and a bald zombie carrying a sapphire coffin on his shoulders.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? What do you do for a living?"

These people were immediately surprised by the people blocking the road, and they all reflexively entered the fighting state. Except for the young man in a suit who was leading the way, he looked calm and asked a few questions in a deep voice while holding a torch. It seemed that he had already known that Wang Zhifan was following nearby.

"Haha...it's my turn to ask who you are."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan, who was wearing a bamboo hat, did not raise the pistol behind him and pointed it at the man in green military uniform. He pulled out the eight-sided Han sword and faced the middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit. The middle-aged man in white clothes put his finger on the black vagina jar. The woman, the short man in black who pulled out the Luoyang shovel from his waist, and the bald zombie at the end who put down the sapphire coffin on his shoulder took it seriously. All his eyes were focused on the young man in the suit at the front.

"I'm just a young explorer, please do it for your convenience."

Facing Wang Zhifan's aggressive gaze, the young man in a suit still maintained a composure that was not in line with his original temperament. He smiled deeply and replied to Wang Zhifan in front, and did not launch a direct attack when his own number was absolutely superior.

"Yeah……"

Wang Zhifan understood the deep meaning of the other party's answer immediately, but he didn't intend to let it go. He felt that he had been tricked by the existence in front of him, and he had to regain his position and achieve his original goal.

"These days, even a zombie can call itself an explorer? It's a bit ridiculous!"

Wang Zhifan then mocked mercilessly, wanting to see the shocked eyes of the young man in a dress in front of him when his background was exposed.

But the reality is that the other party is still looking at him with a smile, and his expression has not changed at all, as if what he said is just personal imagination.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about... If you insist on blocking the road, my friends and I are not vegetarians."

The young man in the suit immediately responded with a cold look on his face, a strong chill suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he issued a real threat to Wang Zhifan in front of him.

That kind of cold and deep look in his eyes was not something that a young man with little experience could possess. He looked as if he had experienced a thousand years of loneliness.

"Haha...Is this your plan? What a good plan..."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan was 100% sure that the young man in a suit who was confronting him was no longer the original one. He had been replaced by a thousand-year-old monster inside, using strange small metal cubes to steal the monster without anyone noticing. Abandon.

He didn't know the specific details, but based on all the details he knew so far, this was the case, and it exactly explained the intuition he had while watching the battle not long ago and his subsequent doubts about the result.

When Wang Zhifan first discovered the thousand-year-old zombie, he judged that the other party was strong and it would be difficult for the five-member team to defeat it, even if they were professionals and well-equipped.

But the result surprised him. The thousand-year-old zombie was defeated throughout the whole process. It had the strength to turn the tables but was beaten all the time. It had no decent counterattack strength at all.

He also had an inexplicable intuition in the middle of the process, and inferred that the thousand-year-old zombie discovered him hiding in the dark and chose to hide his weakness to avoid falling into a situation where the snipe and the clam fight and the fisherman benefits.

Unexpectedly, the zombie tortured him to death, and he couldn't see the flaws.

Originally, Wang Zhifan thought that the matter had a very sloppy but not unacceptable ending here, but he didn't expect that the thousand-year-old zombie had a deep routine.

He unexpectedly transformed himself into a human side, not only successfully escaped, but also gained four powerful human allies to confront Wang Zhifan who was secretly watching.

From this, we can know that Wang Zhifan's intuition at that time was indeed correct. The thousand-year-old zombie had discovered him long ago and implemented the corresponding plan based on his threat. The other natives were just tools for it and did not really take it to heart.

It can also be seen from this that the thousand-year-old zombie was very afraid of him, a person hiding in the dark, otherwise it would definitely not go to so much trouble to play so many dramas to gain an advantage, and it would be absolutely easy and refreshing to kill violently.

If Wang Zhifan was a native of this world, with complex interpersonal relationships in this world, and his strength was not much stronger than that of the thousand-year-old zombie, then he would not be able to crack this situation easily.

After all, it is difficult to expose the other party's pseudo-human identity with just one mouth. Either confront it head-on and be besieged by several people on the other side, or pretend to know nothing and let the old zombie return to the world to brew a bigger conspiracy.

But the actual situation is not the case. Even if the thousand-year-old zombie in front of him has paid enough attention to Wang Zhifan's threat and successfully implemented a perfect escape plan, it still greatly underestimated Wang Zhifan's strength.

Wang Zhifan has always had an available option, that is, violent cracking, and he has decided to do so. (End of this chapter)