In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Su Mo walked straight to the coffin, reached out and patted it. It was unclear whether it was because Su Mo was strong or because the coffin was old and damaged.

"Clap!"

With a crisp sound, the front of the coffin cracked open and the coffin fell face down to the ground.

From the crack in the coffin, a withered and stiff female corpse's arm dangled out.

The woman's arm was adorned with jade bracelets and rings. When the flashlight beam shone through, the jewels gleamed and were particularly eye-catching.

The fat man's eyes immediately lit up. "Old Hu, look! These funerary objects are shining brightly, we..."

Su Mo spoke up to warn, "Don't move!"

"Let's burn the female corpse in the coffin first, that sound is coming from inside!"

Several people stared wide-eyed. Could a corpse really sing and cry?

"Wow!"

Then the crying started again, and it went on and on.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Su Mo looked at Lao Hu, "Light the fire!"

Old Hu walked over and lit the fire.

The corpse's clothes were as dry as wax and ignited immediately upon contact with fire.

The raging flames illuminated the tomb chamber.

The zombie was burned by fire, and its tendons continued to contract.

The lying corpse suddenly sat up in the fire, its body convulsing and trembling amidst the flames, creating flickering light and shadow.

At this moment, Lao Hu, Fatty, and the others could not feel the heat of the flames at all.

Instead, a chill ran straight to my heart and lungs.

They are still unable to explain this strange situation.

The body in the tomb was burned by flames, and at the height of the fire, the female corpse was almost reduced to a candle wick.

The dark red firelight reflected on the tomb wall, revealing a dark human figure on the tomb bricks.

She was plump and overweight, and her profile resembled that of a wealthy woman.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, with a soft sound, the wall in the tomb chamber where the figure appeared began to slowly rotate.

Old Hu frowned. "So it was a trap wall!"

They went closer and took a look.

Behind the hidden wall was a woman sitting upright.

The woman was covered in flabby, white flesh.

It completely lacked the vitality of a living person.

"At first glance, it looks like a Tang Dynasty zombie, and that voice..."

Shirley Yang's expression changed again, "There's also a ghostly sound!"

And these ghostly sounds were coming from the belly of the zombie in front of them.

Su Mo raised an eyebrow, drew his Crimson Sky Sword, strode over, and without a word, thrust the sword down.

The Crimson Sky Sword had been stained with dragon blood for many years, so it was naturally adept at exorcising evil spirits. Therefore, when the sword struck, the zombie let out a very piercing scream, and then fell completely still.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just then, a dark figure ran out from the trap wall, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Who?"

Everyone lowered their heads, carefully examined the group, and exclaimed in surprise, "The Wang family?"

The fat man drew his pistol and sneered, "Kid, what are you doing here? Where's your family head?"

The Wang family member on the ground was deathly pale, as white as paper, devoid of any color. His lips trembled as he stammered, "The patriarch is missing, everyone else is dead, all of them are dead..."

Su Mo smiled faintly, "Kid, do you know? You're already dead!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

The member of the Wang family looked up at Su Mo.

Su Mo said, "You have carrion flies on you. Carrion flies are attracted to dead people..."

After Su Mo said that, Shirley Yang and Lao Hu looked at the Wang family members on the ground in surprise.

Sure enough, the group found carcass flies in the ear of the member of the Wang family.

Everyone stepped back.

"I'm dead..."

"I'm dead!"

The member of the Wang family couldn't believe it, staring wide-eyed at Su Mo, "Is I really dead?"

Su Mo nodded silently.

The Wang family member's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, never to move again.

"..."

Everyone watched this scene with disbelief.

The fat man swallowed hard. "This is weird, this Earth Immortal Village is fucking weird!"

Su Mo said, "This place is not safe to stay for long..."

As he spoke, Su Mo pointed to the side, "There's a tomb passage over here. Follow the stone wall, one by one!"

Following Su Mo's instructions, the group carefully made their way forward, and just as Su Mo had said, there was a tomb passage ahead.

However, there were also many coffins.

It just lay there haphazardly, its purpose completely obscured.

Sherry Yang looked around and said, "This place looks like the tomb of the Black Sheep King!"

Su Mo repeatedly examined a giant stone coffin, seemingly trying to ascertain something.

After a while, Su Mo stepped forward and removed the stone nails from the coffin lid.

Upon opening it, one finds half of a delicately painted porcelain shard.

The fat man scratched his head, "Why is there only half?"

Old Hu calmly pointed to another coffin next to him, "Look, there's another one over there!"

Upon hearing the sound, the fat man opened another coffin, revealing half of an exquisitely painted porcelain shard.

When the two are put together, the patterns on them fit together perfectly to form a screen the size of a book.

The porcelain screen depicts a village that resembles a paradise, hidden deep in the mountains.

"Is this the clue? Feng Shigu schemed and plotted, but we tomb raiders still got our hands on it..."

"Old Hu."

The fat man and Shirley behind him called out in strange tones.

Old Hu turned around and saw the fat man pointing a gun at him.

Old Hu was furious. "Fatty, what are you doing?"

Even Shirley Yang, the youngest sister's expression was particularly strange.

"There's...something behind you!"

Chapter 389: Nine Deaths Terrifying the Tomb Armor

"Old Hu..."

The fat man, holding the gun, said tremblingly, "You...there's something behind you!"

At first, Lao Hu didn't believe it, but when he saw that Xue Li Yang also showed a look of horror, Lao Hu was immediately horrified.

A cold wind swept by, and a chill ran down his spine. Old Hu turned around and immediately saw a noblewoman from the Tang Dynasty clinging tightly to his back.

This is the very noblewoman who just uttered that ghostly sound!

Their eyes met!

"Holy crap, what the hell...is this thing...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the long tongue of the wealthy woman behind him wrapped around Old Hu's neck, and he felt a moment of suffocation!

"Go away!"

Su Mo roared, and a drop of Azure Dragon essence blood shot out from his hand, landing with a "smack" on the female corpse's forehead.

"Ooh-woo~"

After letting out a mournful cry, the female corpse separated from Lao Hu's body and crashed heavily into the mountain behind her.

"Clang!"

Su Mo drew the Crimson Sky Sword, his figure flashed, as fast as lightning, and with a "whoosh," the sword completely disappeared into the woman's body.

"what!"

The female corpse screamed, her voice piercingly mournful.

Su Mo remained expressionless, twirling his sword. "Go reincarnate!"

The female corpse convulsed, turned into a cloud of black mist, and then dissipated.

Old Hu felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders.