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Chapter 13 - The Black and White Demons

Tang Zhen's face darkened immediately, and his voice trembled slightly as he looked at Third Brother Cui Zheng and asked nervously, "Third Brother, are you sure these two... are the Black and White Demons?" Cui Zheng nodded solemnly.

Tang Zhen, Feng Zhen, and Yan Tieshan looked at each other. Their gazes were drawn, as if by some terrifying force, involuntarily towards the two eerie coffins. The fear in their eyes was like a thick, lingering haze.

Wang Xiaohu was completely clueless. He had never heard of the Black and White Demons. In his mind, his elder brothers had always been fearless, but now, just the mention of the Black and White Demons was like a curse that had them so on edge. Wang Xiaohu was full of astonishment and couldn't help asking, "Fourth Brother, what on earth are the Black and White Demons?"

Tang Zhen took a deep breath and said slowly, "In the world of zombies, the Corpse Demons are already terrifying enough, and these Black and White Demons are the kings among them. Those who die unjustly and with grievances, their souls linger after death and turn into zombies, seeking revenge on those they hated in life. Look at these two. They shouldn't have died but were drowned alive. They must have been filled with resentment. Moreover, that bearded man seemed to know some evil Taoist magic before he died and cast a vicious curse, which brought disaster upon the whole village. Fortunately, a mage arrived in time and used magic to suppress these two demons. Otherwise, who knows how many innocent people would have died!"

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head, still skeptical, and tilted his head, saying, "Fourth Brother, are the Black and White Demons really as powerful as you say?" Tang Zhen looked serious and said firmly, "Of course! When have I ever lied to you?" Wang Xiaohu's eyes rolled, and he said again, "But we still have the Corpse Mastiff. Can it handle them?" Tang Zhen sighed helplessly, "I don't know if the Corpse Mastiff can subdue these two guys either."

At this moment, the Corpse Mastiff was staring fixedly at the two mysterious coffins with its green, oily eyes, not moving an inch, as if it too had sensed the hidden danger.

Yan Tieshan couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! These two dead bastards are so poor. The tomb is quite big, but there's nothing in it except coffins. Only these two coffins are worth something." With that, he tucked his hands into his sleeves and walked up to the black coffin. He stretched out his index finger and gave the coffin a light flick. There was a "hum" sound, like an ancient alarm bell being rung. Yan Tieshan's eyes lit up, and he quickly shouted, "Big Brother, come and have a look! Is this Tian Gang Wood?"

Feng Zhen heard the call and came over. He also reached out and flicked the coffin, and there was another "hum" sound. Feng Zhen crouched down, leaned closer to the coffin, and sniffed. His face immediately showed surprise as he said, "Yes, this is indeed Tian Gang Wood!"

In the world of tomb raiding, there has always been a legend about Tian Gang Wood. Tian Gang Wood is produced in the ten-thousand-year-old forest deep in the Western Kunlun Mountains. It is as hard as iron, and a coffin made of it will not decay even after ten thousand years. What's more, Tian Gang Wood emits a faint, delicate fragrance, as clear as the hibiscus flower. It is a top-notch wood, a precious treasure that is hard to come by and is worth a thousand gold.

Yan Tieshan cursed again, "Damn it! Such good Tian Gang Wood is used to hold these evil spirits. What a waste!"

Tang Zhen thought for a moment and said, "It seems that the bearded man's family was quite wealthy. After these two were drowned, it should have been the bearded man's family who secretly buried them here, fearing that the news would leak out. That's why there's only a coffin here and no outer coffin. Moreover, their family knew that these two died unjustly and were afraid of their souls causing trouble, so they tied the coffin tightly with iron chains. But even so, they still couldn't block the power of the curse. There was no choice but to invite a mage to build a seven-story pagoda to suppress these two demons."

Yan Tieshan frowned and asked, "Then why isn't the coffin nailed?" Tang Zhen explained, "These two iron chains are not ordinary ones. They are the Four Symbols Soul-binding Cords, enchanted with spells. If these can't suppress the things inside, those few coffin nails won't be of any use either."

Wang Xiaohu had been listening on the side for a long time. Suddenly, he said, "Fourth Brother, you've been talking about how powerful the Corpse Demons are for so long, but I've been watching for a long time and haven't seen any changes in the Corpse Demons." Cui Zheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "There are." Wang Xiaohu turned his head and asked, "What are there?" Cui Zheng said in a low voice, "There are changes."

Tang Zhen's face changed abruptly. He quickly grabbed a fire striker and hurried to the coffin. Feng Zhen was sweating profusely on his forehead, his expression extremely tense as he stared fixedly at the female corpse in the coffin, as if he had seen the most terrifying sight in the world.

Tang Zhen asked anxiously, "Big Brother, what's the matter?" Under the illumination of the firelight, the female corpse in the black coffin was still lying quietly. Tang Zhen let out a sigh of relief. Feng Zhen's voice trembled as he pointed at the female corpse and said, "Look, at her forehead..."

Wang Xiaohu and Yan Tieshan quickly gathered around and looked in the direction Feng Zhen was pointing. They saw that around the red mole on the female corpse's forehead, a black qi had emerged without anyone noticing. The black qi was like a living thing, slowly flowing and gradually condensing, as if the dark power from hell was awakening.

Tang Zhen shouted in horror, "No good! Everyone, run!" However, before the words were even out, the female corpse suddenly sat up, opened her mouth and spat out a puff of stale air, and Tang Zhen's fire striker was instantly blown out, plunging the surroundings into darkness and chaos.