Zombies: the Coffin Is Lifted at the Beginning, and the Little Zombies Are Full of People Jumping Around

At the end of August, the setting sun was like blood. Wang Hao woke up from the small red sandalwood coffin. He gently lifted the coffin lid with his fingertips and flung it three meters away. His legs were welded shut and he could only hop around. Ahao and Afang pushed the door open and saw the empty coffin, and their throats cracked. The little zombie was standing in the moonlight, tilting his head and looking at them.