He regretted it as soon as he threw it out. Damn it, this is the end of it. That damn thing will probably be angered by the fat man.
In the hurry, the fat man didn't care much and kicked Wu Xiaoxie up who was leaning against the stone pillar in a daze.
After receiving a sudden kick, Wu Xiaoxie jumped up and was about to get angry when he suddenly saw the fat man winking at him with a sly look on his face.
Just as he was wondering, the fat man silently pointed in the direction of the meteor cave. Wu Xiaoxie came back to his senses, looked in the direction of his finger, and was suddenly frightened.
Wu Xiaoxie immediately picked up the gun standing on the side of his backpack and handed it to the fat man. One held the gun and the other turned on the light, and slowly moved towards it.
Click, click, click, and a crisp and creepy chewing sound suddenly came from my ears.
The two of them broke out in cold sweat after hearing this. Damn it, what the hell, could it be that the rice dumpling on the throne is alive?
Wu Xiaoxie shook the miner's lamp in his hand toward the throne and found the fake Queen Mother of the West sitting there.
What the hell is that damn thing? Could it be other monsters in the meteor cave?
Wu Xiaoxie's heart was at war between heaven and man, and the storm in his brain was blowing.
Without any time to think about it, the fat man counted silently, "Three, two, one!"
Boom—Wu Xiaoxie immediately turned the miner's lamp to the brightest and shined it directly in that direction.
The fat man has already put his finger on the trigger, planning to take the first shot regardless of the situation.
Wu Xiaoxie suddenly shouted excitedly, "Muyu! Don't hit the fat man, it's a wooden fish!"
The fat man took a closer look, what a damn, it’s a wooden fish!
At this moment, a thin figure was squatting half-crouched on the stone platform, slightly hunched over, staring at Wu Xiaoxie and Wu Xiaoxie warily, with a completely unfamiliar look in his eyes.
I don’t know what he went through inside during this period. The clothes that were originally neat and clean were now in tatters and stained with blood. There were also very messy scratches on both arms. It was hard to imagine.
It's like he's hurting himself.
The ferocious crimson tattoo appeared on the right half of Zhang Zhuoxun's face again, and even the right eyeball was soaked in blood, licking the blood like a flame, as if it would burn in the next moment.
The fat man grabbed Wu Xiaoxie, who was about to rush over, "Innocent, calm down, there's something wrong with Muyu. Didn't you notice that his current appearance is exactly the same as what we saw in the undersea tomb cave?"
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Wu Xiaoxie opened her mouth, somewhat in disbelief, "How could this happen?"
"Could it be..." Wu Xiaoxie suddenly thought of something, "That thing in his body is controlling him again?"
"Eighty percent yes." The fat man lowered his voice and took Wu Xiaoxie two steps back. "The wooden fish is too dangerous now. It seems that they don't know us at all. We two have to find a way to find an opportunity to use a rope to kill him.
Tied up."
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, the current situation can only be like this. After knowing that it is a wooden fish, the most useful weapon in his hand becomes a fire stick, which has no use.
The two of them turned back and took the rope, and approached carefully step by step, holding their breath, fearing that the movement would be too loud and startle "Zhang Zhuxun". If he went crazy at that time, it would not be enough for him and the fat man together.
"Zhang Zhuxun" beat him with one hand.
….
The two of them carefully moved to a place two meters away from the stone platform, and the crisp chewing sound sounded again.
Following the voice, Wu Xiaoxie and the others focused their attention on "Zhang Zhuxun", and then discovered that he was holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand, and was holding two bags of flour cakes towards his feet.
Prick it up.
The so-called chewing sound is actually made when the bread is crushed.
With a false alarm, the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, tied a slip knot on the climbing rope in his hand, and threw it towards "Zhang Zhuxun" who was squatting on the ground like a goat.
Maybe he was too nervous at the first time. The fat man's aim was a little off, and the rope loop was wrapped around "Zhang Zhuxun"'s arm.
Fatty and Wu Xiaoxie were immediately nervous and didn't dare to breathe. However, "Zhang Zhuxun" on the stone platform only glanced lightly
Eye rope.
Just when the fat man thought there would be no movement from him and was about to throw the second blow, "Zhang Zhuxun" suddenly stood up, raised his legs and walked towards the two of them.
The two of them thought he was going to use his ultimate move, and they were so frightened that they took several steps back.
Then I watched helplessly as "Zhang Zhuxun" walked slowly to the fire, took out a sleeping bag from someone's backpack, spread it out and got in directly, closing his eyes.
Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty looked at each other, dumbfounded.
I’m a little confused, what kind of operation is this girl doing?
Wu Xiaoxie poked the fat man and said softly: "Fat man, let's go over and take a look."
The fat man swallowed and nodded.
The two leaned over carefully, only to find that "Zhang Zhuxun" who was lying in the sleeping bag had already fallen asleep, and the red flame tattoo on his face was slowly fading away.
Next is the scene we saw before.
Wu Xiaoxie took out the medical bag to treat Zhang Zhuxun's wounds, and found that the temperature on Zhang Zhuxun's body was so hot that the unicorn tattoo on the other side was also burned out.
The fat man quickly set up a pot to boil water, gave him antipyretic medicine, and rubbed his body with alcohol to physically cool down. After a long day of work, Zhang Zhuxun's body temperature was finally about the same as that of a normal person.
"I don't know what Muyu went through during that time, and how he could have made himself so miserable." Wu Xiaoxie sighed quietly.
The fat man was stirring the paste in the pot with his chopsticks. He shook his head and said, "According to Fatty's experience, 80% of the wounds on Muyu's body were made by him with his own knife, and the rest were made by him."
Some scratches."
"What?" Wu Xiaoxie was a little shocked, "You scratched it yourself? Why did he scratch himself when he was so good?"
The fat man smiled strangely and told Wu Xiaoxie about his own experience.
"I remember that not long after I entered this industry, one day, a person I used to hang out with came to me and said that he wanted to play a small game. They didn't have enough people, so they came to me to fight with that lama. At that time, I was very poor.
Hearing that there was a fight, I followed without thinking too much, and guess what happened next."
"What?" Wu Xiaoxie asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you, like Muyu, encountered something difficult and had no choice but to harm yourself?"
Fatty chuckled, "I really asked you to tell me that the fight we had at that time was a poisonous fight."
"As soon as I opened the coffin, a puff of white smoke came out of it. The fat man felt something bad at that time, so he immediately covered his nose and hid aside. Almost all the white smoke was sucked away by the guy facing the coffin.
Then I saw the guy crawling into the coffin like crazy, and several of us behind us couldn't hold him back."
"After that guy got in, he hit some mechanism somewhere, and the lid of the coffin closed automatically. The few people who stayed outside even pried and smashed it, but they couldn't get the stone coffin open."
Tomb Robber: The last patriarch of my family is my younger brother.
