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

Su Mo said, "It's a double-banging ring!"

"A double-ringed ring? Zhang Rishan, the manager of the Crescent Moon Hotel, has a double-ringed ring, and it was a gift from Master Zhang..."

Xiao Hua had dealt with Zhang Rishan before, and he remembered that Zhang Rishan was indeed wearing a double-ring bracelet.

Moreover, Xiuxiu had learned from her grandmother that when Zhang Rishan was Zhang Dafoye's adjutant, the double-ringed gong still belonged to Zhang Dafoye's wife, Yin Xinyue.

Back then, Master Zhang gave it to Yin Xinyue as a token of their love.

After Yin Xinyue and Zhang Dafoye passed away one after another, they handed the Double Rings over to Zhang Rishan.

However, this time Xie Xiaohua guessed wrong.

Su Mo had fought Zhang Rishan many times and naturally knew the significance of Zhang Rishan to the Double Rings. The adjutant inherited Zhang Dafoye's will and never parted with the Double Rings.

Su Mo said, "This double-ringed instrument shouldn't belong to Zhang Rishan. Look at the marks; it's very fresh. It must have been taken recently..."

Su Mo picked aside the white moldy substance on one side, and the difference in the freshness of the marks proved that it had indeed been taken away not long ago.

"Could it be Xiao Ge and his group?"

Wu Xie suddenly became excited, "If these coffins have been opened, then it must have been Xiao Ge and his group who opened them. They were on this floor, so let's find them quickly!"

"Boom!"

Just then, a loud commotion came from upstairs.

Su Mo suddenly looked up, "The fifth floor, they're on the fifth floor..."

They are now on the second floor, the same place where the funeral procession once entered.

With a lead, the three acted swiftly.

However, after searching around, Wu Xie and Xie Xiaohua still couldn't find a ladder they could climb up.

Normal buildings will definitely have stairs, but the Zhang family is indeed the Zhang family, their design is completely anti-human.

"There's no ladder at all, neither inside nor outside. It's so high, how are we going to get to the fifth floor!"

"This design is practically modeled after a mortuary; there are no windows, no ladders, just coffins! Damn it..."

Xie Xiaohua and Wu Xie couldn't help but start cursing.

Su Mo, however, was in no hurry and turned the flashlight to its brightest setting before shining it on the ceiling.

The ceiling on this floor is very high, at least seven or eight meters high, and the light from a flashlight shining on it is already quite weak.

However, Su Mo could see very clearly that there was a white substance on it.

"Soda ash. Those are sodium carbonate!"

Wu Xie and Xiao Hua also realized that this was the culprit that turned Zhang Tata into a monster.

After they realized what had happened, they looked at their feet and saw that they had indeed left very clear footprints.

The places they stepped on were actually covered with alkali powder, but they were so focused on looking at the coffin that they didn't notice anything unusual under their feet.

"Strange, why are there none in other locations, but a large area here?"

Su Mo said, "Because a large hole appeared above."

Su Mo waved his flashlight, pointing to a spot. It was pitch black there; the flashlight beam couldn't reach it anymore, indicating that there was an even higher space above.

"Is there a hole in the ceiling up there...?"

"Could it be that the poison gas corroded the ceiling...?"

Just as Wu Xie and Xie Xiaohua finished speaking, suddenly there was a loud "bang," and something fell from the hole in the ceiling, crashing heavily into the coffin they had opened.

That was an incredibly precise shot.

Wu Xie quickly ran over to take a look. He discovered that it was a corpse, lying on top of the remains of a former Zhang family patriarch.

Seeing this, Wu Xie's heart raced and his face trembled.

“He’s from the Huo family, one of their managers. I’ve seen him before,” Xiao Hua said, unfazed. She reacted quickly, stepping forward and using a stick to pry open the man’s face.

The clothes belonged to the Huo family, even though they were mostly rotten. The man's face had been rotten into a mess of red and green.

All the flesh was twisted together; half of the top of the head had already rotted away, and the neck and shoulders had melted together.

Horrible!

"What a powerful alkali! He must have suffered terribly when he died..." Wu Xie's face turned green, and he subconsciously swallowed hard. "This person died such a horrible death!"

"Let's find a rope and climb up quickly. We have to save Little Brother, Fatty, and Uncle Hu..."

Wu Xie trembled all over, his body seemingly out of control. He frantically tried to open his backpack to take out the rope, but couldn't open it for a long time.

"Hey buddy, fat guy, you guys have to hang in there!"

Wu Xie was sweating profusely with anxiety. He roared at the top of his head several times, but there was no response.

"Be careful"

Su Mo pulled Wu Xie and Jie Xiaohua back two steps quickly, "Be careful, something's wrong with the coffin!!!"

Bang bang bang!

A series of knocking sounds emanated from the coffin, sending a chill down one's spine.

Then they saw the corpse suddenly blasted out, flying through the air and crashing onto the coffin lid.

Wu Xie and Xiao Hua retreated again, and with a "whoosh," a dark shadow darted out of the coffin, making a gurgling sound.

Su Mo activated his Golden Eyes and secretly observed his surroundings.

The corpse has risen from the dead!

This is the former head of the Zhang family whom they just saw.

This is a mummified corpse.

The clothes on his body had already fallen off due to decay.

What the three of them saw was actually a mummified corpse that resembled a skeleton. Its ribs were broken, its upper body bones were misaligned, and its left hand bone was broken in the coffin. At first glance, it looked like a skeleton puzzle that had not been pieced together successfully, or even pieced together incorrectly.

Wu Xie looked like he'd seen a ghost, "This can even turn into a zombie?"

Chapter 470: Deciphering the Zhang Family Ancient Building

What the three of them saw was actually a mummified corpse that resembled a skeleton. Its ribs were broken, its upper body bones were misaligned, and its left hand bone was broken in the coffin. At first glance, it looked like a skeleton puzzle that had not been pieced together successfully, or even pieced together incorrectly.

Wu Xie looked like he'd seen a ghost, "This can even turn into a zombie?"

"Because you opened the coffin, your constitution of raising a corpse every time you open a coffin... is truly unparalleled..." Xie Xiaohua teased.

Suddenly, they heard a very loud knocking sound again.

In other rooms, the coffins they had opened before had also produced mummified skeletons.

These clan leaders from past generations had all turned into rice dumplings and stood facing them, creating a very tense atmosphere. It seemed that if they made the slightest move, the mummified corpses would be ganged up on and beaten.

"..."

Cold sweat poured down Wu Xie's face. "What do we do now? This is the Zhang family patriarch's zombie-turned-zombie, its fighting power..."

Before they could finish speaking, the zongzi started clucking again.

"Corpse language?"

Wu Xie said, "Little Brother understands the language of corpses... but he's not here. Master Su... do you understand the language of corpses?"

Wu Xie looked to Su Mo for help.

"..."

After a few seconds of contemplation, Su Mo said, "I'll try... I can vaguely understand what they mean, but whether they can understand me is another matter..."

"If all else fails, we'll have to fight our way out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo also made a gurgling sound.

"..."

The mummies clearly hadn't expected Su Mo to be able to communicate with them.

As it rotated, the bones in its body collided, producing a sound like a machine turning. The zongzi then spoke again, "Giggle giggle..."

Su Mo responded at the same time, "Hehehe..."

For just one or two minutes, the entire floor was filled with the sound of "clucking".

"..."

Wu Xie and Xiao Hua stood to one side, looking at each other in bewilderment, completely unaware of what had happened.

"..."

Suddenly, Su Mo stopped speaking, and the rice dumpling opposite him turned around and left, lying back down in the coffin.

This unbelievable Zhou left Wu Xie and Xiao Hua speechless.

Xiao Hua said, "Master, I want to learn this move. Remember to teach me another day..."

If he can talk to corpses, what will he have to fear about raising corpses when he raids tombs in the future?

As long as we can talk, everything is negotiable!

Xiaohua was so excited just thinking about it.

Even Wu Xie was somewhat tempted. Given his unlucky constitution of always reviving corpses when he opened coffins, learning this trick would be a life-saving skill.

Su Mo retorted mercilessly, "Have you ever seen a talking zongzi?"

Xiaohua: "..."

Su Mo: "These mummies aren't the ordinary zombies we've encountered before. They have Zhang family blood, have lived for one or two hundred years, raided tombs in their lifetime, and are proficient in corpse language. That's why I was able to communicate with them in a simple way. Other zombies would be running away in a panic, and you'd be shamelessly standing there trying to communicate with them in corpse language? Heh..."

"..."

Xiao Hua, Wu Xie's face turned extremely embarrassed.

Su Mo said, "Actually, it didn't mean any harm. At first, it thought we were here to rob tombs, so I explained the situation..."

Su Mo briefly recounted the process and outcome of his communication with the mummified corpse.