However, the Zhang family did not give up and went into the snowy mountains to follow their traces. In the end, they only saw the corpses of many Germans and "Wu Xie" floating in Wenbu Gongga Lake.
They thought that "Wu Xie" had been buried at the bottom of the lake, but they didn't expect that he was right in front of them now.
Feng answered for Zhang Shuxun, "Yes, when we saw that his face was the same as yours, we thought he was someone sent by your family."
Moreover, the Germans offered more weight than before. In their view, Bai Ci had no reason to refuse.
"But looking at Mr. Zhang's expression, it seems that you didn't know about Mr. Bai's cooperation with us in Medog." Feng's eyes turned inquiringly between the two of them.
Zhang Longban did not expose the fact that Bai Ci was not a member of the Zhang family, but said: "He is on our side now, and it is impossible to cooperate with you again."
"We don't need to cooperate with you." Feng smiled slyly, "But if we want to get there, we have to go together, right?"
Zhang Long frowned, "Have you deciphered all the astrological maps?"
"Not even close." Feng raised his hand and made a small gesture.
Zhang Long looked at his confident look and frowned even deeper. He thought for a long time before nodding in agreement.
"That's great." Feng's tone was exaggerated, and then he turned to Zhang Zhu and said, "Mr. Bai, can you share with your temporary allies your and Ryan's experiences in the snowy mountains?"
Zhang Zhuxun crossed his arms and asked coldly: "Where is Bai Bell?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Feng's face, and then he looked at the German aside, "Bernard, tell him."
The tall German man spoke slowly, "We can tell you Miss Bai's whereabouts, but you can't hide anything from us."
Zhang Shuxun sneered in his heart. This guy had such a double standard. He said: "Okay, I will wait here tomorrow morning. You bring her here. I will consider cooperating with you when I meet her."
Aning is still training under the people arranged by Zhang Haike in Kangbaluoli. He wants to see what kind of white bells these German guys can make for him.
At first, Aning escaped from the Germans by taking advantage of a loophole. Later, he was injured under heavy pursuit. At the critical moment, he was rescued by the Zhang family who had been watching secretly.
Because of the special face that was the same as Zhang Haixing, the Zhang family initially suspected that she was a fake Zhang Haixing created by the Wang family. The purpose was probably to pretend to be the Zhang family and steal something from the Germans, thus destroying the relationship between the Zhang family and the Germans.
demarcation.
But Aning does not have the Wang family's iconic phoenix tattoo on her body, so her behavior during her time in Medog is very puzzling.
Fortunately, they found out based on the genetic blood type that the fake Zhang Haixing was actually Aning, who was supposed to have died in the Tamutuo Rainforest a long time ago.
The Zhang family did not believe in fallacies such as resurrection from the dead, so they followed this clue and finally found out that before An Ning's "death", he was related to Zhang Shuxun, who was still with Wu Xie at the time, so they assisted An Ning.
The person who faked his death was probably Zhang Zhuxun.
In this way, Aning is one of the links in the promotion plan set by Zhang Shuxun. Since Zhang Shuxun died after Gulou, in order to continue the plan, a new successor will inevitably come here to contact Aning.
So in order to find out more about the continuation of Zhang Zhuxun's plans, the Zhang family hid Aning's name, but in fact he was secretly placed under house arrest.
It was not until Zhang Shuxun and Zhang Haike contacted and cooperated three months ago that Aning was released. After several deductions, Aning was finally added to the subsequent extension of the Bronze Gate Project.
Turning back to the topic, Zhang Zhuxun originally suspected that the person who made the human skin mask for Li Ande was probably the Wang family, so he took this opportunity to see who that guy was.
After the discussion, the German and Zhang Longban continued to discuss matters related to the subsequent trip into the mountain. Zhang Haike winked at Zhang Zhu and the two of them left the room.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see something fun." Zhang Haike invited enthusiastically.
Zhang Zhuoxun gave a few instructions to Dan, who was waiting outside the yard. Dan nodded, turned and left.
"What's the matter?" He looked sideways at Zhang Haike.
Zhang Haike raised his eyebrows and showed a mischievous smile like a child, "Follow me, you will know when you see it."
Zhang Zhu thought about it and decided that it would be okay to just go and have a look.
After walking with Zhang Haike for a while, he found that the road was very familiar and asked, "Why do you want to go to my old house?"
Zhang Haike spread his hands and said, "I can't help it. There are so many empty rooms in the Lama Temple. Wu Xie chose your place alone. Maybe he felt that he would feel safer there."
Without saying a word, Zhang Zhu raised his hand and took down a lantern from the lamp stand on the corridor column.
With a hair's breadth, I could tell that Zhang Haike's methods were nothing more than illusions and illusions. If they really wanted to hurt Wu Xie, they would have to cry to death first.
We arrived at the place quickly.
The door of the room was wide open, and Wu Xie and Fatty were seen lying on the floor, Zhang Haixing was sitting on the chair next to him, with his legs crossed and a stopwatch in his hand.
There is a torn transparent silk thread at the door. The other end of the silk thread is connected to a half-arm-long wooden carved shelf that looks like a chime. There are three fist-sized bronze bells hanging on the shelf. The evening breeze blows, and the surface of the bells is slightly moving.
Trembling.
Wu Xie's expression looked painful and ferocious. From time to time he would startle and utter a sound, and his legs and feet would twitch a few times. It was obvious that in his illusion, he and Fatty were experiencing a life-threatening crisis.
The fat man on the other side looked much more relaxed, with a rippling smile on his face, and the eyes under his eyelids kept turning mischievously.
Zhang Zhuoxun walked over to listen and found that the fat man was talking about things that happened when he was in Banai, "Hey, hey, sister, please walk slower and be careful not to fall."
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Zhang Haixing curled his lips in disgust, rang the bell several times to guide him, and finally put the fat man's dream on the right track of the test.
At this moment, Wu Xie on the other side violently waved his hands in the air several times, looking like he was hitting someone, and he heard him murmuring, "Is he dead? Is he dead?"
"Bugs, damn, fat man, hurry up and close the door, there are so many bugs!"
"Damn we were tricked."
"We're stuck here!"
Then he swore a few curse words and began to unbutton his clothes. After a while, he buttoned them up again, shouting about the coldness, "How come the corpse of this insect is like hailstones? It's so cold."
"It got into my ears too."
Wu Xie screamed and covered his ears with one hand. He curled up in pain and his face turned pale as if he had been poisoned.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Haixing immediately shook a small bell as big as his thumb in his ear.
Soon Wu Xie's expression turned into one of surprise, "My blood? Fatty, hurry up, apply more."
"My ears are not deaf, but they hurt."
After a period of silence, Wu Xie exclaimed, "Why are they all on your back? There are so many!"
“It’s my first time doing this, and I’m not yet proficient in the business.”
"You want to set fire to that thing again?"
"Why is this place so familiar? It seems like I have been here before."
"Here they come again, they come again."
"Someone is talking, holy shit, can bugs talk?"
“Brother’s statue is alive!”
Wu Xie's nightmare continued, and the fat man on the other side didn't look as relaxed as before. He kept muttering "clouds", "blood, it's all blood", "what idiot fired the gun", and even
Zhang Shuxun was also mentioned in his words.
"Muyu, hurry up, I've caught you, come out quickly!"
The fat man's voice was filled with fear and he spoke incoherently, "Hold on, don't close your eyes, I'll carry you out... Tianzhen is still waiting for us outside..."
The illusion created by the hexagonal copper bell will only go deeper and deeper, unable to break through the mirror. The final outcome can only be trapped inside and the body will gradually die after a period of time.
Zhang Haixing couldn't let Fatty feel too desperate in his dream, so he shook the bell to wake him up a little.
The fat man's expression relaxed a little, and he muttered, "His grandma's... turned out to be a dream. I knew it was all fake."
In the past two hours, Wu Xie and Fatty had struggled in the illusion three or four times, and finally showed signs of escaping.
"How's it going? It's fun." Zhang Haike raised his eyebrows at Zhang Zhuoxun, "Would you like to give it a try?"
"Not very good." Zhang Zhuxun was leaning against the door frame, his eyelids were half drooped, and he was lacking in interest.
"Don't you want to know what you fear most in your heart?" Zhang Haixing asked eagerly.
Zhang Zhuxun raised his eyelids and glanced at them coolly, "The bells you have here have no effect on me."
"Who said we only have these bells?"
Zhang Haixing was obviously prepared. She carefully handed the small bell in her hand to Zhang Haike, walked to the box in the corner, opened it, and took out a square box as big as a palm.
Zhang Zhu looked over curiously and saw her carefully taking out a very strange-shaped bronze bell from the box.
The tail end of the bell has a simple bird head with a long beak, which is bent into a semicircular handle like a hook. The feathers extend downward to the waist of the bell, where there are two fan-like wings.
The patterns are exquisite and complex, and the feathers are clearly defined.
Zhang Haixing held it in his hand and held it up for Zhang Zhu to look at. Zhang Zhu found that the insides of the two wings were also in the shape of concave bells. The tongues inside were firmly fixed by rosin, and the big bell in the middle was also solidified.
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Zhang Zhuoxun had never seen such a strange-shaped hexagonal copper bell before, so he asked her, "What is this?"
"This bell is called the Chaofeng Bell. It is the most powerful bell we have so far. It is said that when it rings, it is like the legendary bird worshiping the phoenix, with a hundred kinds of bird-like sounds." Zhang Haixing
He showed off with a proud look on his face.
"It is said?" Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled, "You have never heard of it or counted it. There is no evidence. How do you know that there are a hundred kinds of it?"
"Of course it was recorded in the ancient books that came with it when the bell was dug out." Zhang Haixing rolled his eyes, "When this bell rings, no one but the ancestral bell of the Zhang family can break it, and its lethality can be said to be within a radius of ten miles.
Not a scrap of armor is left."
Zhang Zhu nodded matter-of-factly and said, "It sounds pretty powerful, so you shouldn't be stupid enough to use this bell to make me enter the dreamland."
"Bah, what you have in mind is quite beautiful. Just the sound of the bell above is enough for you to drink a pot." Zhang Haixing urged angrily, "Hurry up and find a place to lie down. Of course, if you want
Like these two, it is not impossible to use the ground as your bed and the roof as your quilt."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled inexplicably and did not refute anything. He gave Zhang Haike a wink before turning around, and then Shi Shiran sat on the futon behind the low table.
Zhang Shuxun straightened the hem of his spread robe and said, "Okay, that's it, let's get started."
Zhang Haixing first used a small bell to dangle in the ears of Wu Xie and Wu Xie to weaken the difficulty of the illusion they were experiencing. Otherwise, when Chao Feng Ling's secondary bell rang, they would be dragged directly to the Mariana Trench and buried inside.
There are many types of magic bells in the Zhang family. Although the three bells hanging on the shelf all function as magic bells, one of them is a bell bell.
The bell is first pulled by the silk mechanism, and the sound wave when it rings touches the other two phantom bells. Therefore, when the mechanism is pulled into the illusion, what people see in front of them is not a sudden change, but an unconscious entry into a familiar environment.
Fantasy.
Because what is tested is the human psyche, this illusion is the thing that the human brain weaves the most in the heart. In the illusion, people have all five senses, and people who are not particularly strong-minded will not be able to detect the strange things around them.
Seeing that Wu Xie and Fatty's eyelids were trembling, as if they were about to wake up, Zhang Haixing immediately shook the rosin-melted secondary bell next to Zhang Zhuxun's ear.
I don’t know if this woman did it on purpose. The moment he heard a sound that sounded like a cry of a young falcon, Zhang Zhuxun’s eyelids suddenly sank. He felt a violent weightlessness all over his body, as if he was falling rapidly from a cliff, and the wind was whipping him like a whip.
The blow on his body was such that he could not open his eyes at all, and Zhang Zhuxun was unable to sense what kind of space he was in.
After an unknown amount of time, the falling trend gradually slowed down. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was floating in mid-air. Looking around, he was surrounded by endless boundless snowfields.
And strangely enough, he felt that his body was very, very light, as if he had merged with the falling snowflakes around him.
He subconsciously looked at his palms, only to find that the falling snowflakes passed directly through his palms bit by bit. His body was like an illusory mist. He could feel his existence, but he no longer had the physical form of a normal human being.
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In short, in the illusion, he became a "ghost"?
Zhang Zhu's head is full of questions. What kind of strange situation is this?
Could it be that what he fears most is actually his own death?
No way, when a person like him opens his eyes every day, the first thought in his mind is to re-deduce the steps he will take in the future. It can be said that every day he lives, he is always preparing to die.