"Then I really thank you." Zhang Zhuoxun sneered, his body pressure was extremely low, and he was already angry.
"Have you forgotten how your sister died back then?"
Zhang Zhuxun was more skilled than anyone in poking people's lungs. He was in a bad mood at the moment, poking whoever he caught.
Zhang Haike's breath was stagnant, his mouth straightened, and he suppressed his anger and said: "I was careless about this matter. I didn't expect that she would attack you on the bell."
Zhang Zhuxun knew that this guy was the ultimate girl control. Even if he knew that Zhang Haixing was fake, he would still be soft-hearted towards her in some small things, just because she looked like his sister Zhang Haixing.
From this point of view, it is impossible for him to personally deal with this personal problem at the critical moment.
Zhang Chuxun must make Zhang Haike clearly realize that no matter how similar she pretends to be, she is still his enemy.
"You know better than anyone how much effort your Zhang family has put in to complete this plan. All the seniors who sacrificed their lives for this are watching you in the sky."
Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes were cold and he sternly scolded: "The pain you have endured every time you cut bones and limbs over the years reminds you when you dream back at midnight, Zhang Haike!"
"You are not the only Wu Xie in this world."
Wu Xie who is not Wu Xie will never be short of substitutes.
There was a trace of anger in Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes. He half-closed his eyes to cover it, and his tone was light and cold, "If you still can't correct your mentality, I will take action to deal with her in advance."
"I always do what I say, so you can do what you say."
Zhang Zhuxun left these words, stood up and left the room.
Zhang Haike remained silent in the room for a long time, his pale and ugly face finally softened. He loosened his clenched fists and went to Zhang Longban to report what happened here.
He also did not hide the fact that Zhang Zhuxun scolded him in the face. After all, this was a big mistake for him.
At that time, he actually had the intention of testing Bai Ci's true strength, but he never thought that Zhang Haixing would take advantage of him and almost cause a disaster.
Zhang Haixing could have used her dissatisfaction with Bai Ci's rude attitude towards her to turn the matter into revenge. After all, this was the temperament she had always shown.
Zhang Longban used the tea lid to scrape off the foam on the milk tea little by little, without saying anything about it or saying any unnecessary words.
But it was this solid aura without saying a word that made Zhang Haike even more frightened.
The cold wind outside whipped at the window, the air was thick and dull, and fine sweat was seeping out from the corner of his forehead. Zhang Hai stood with his head bowed in a standard manner, not daring to wipe it, and his back was already cold.
It seemed like half a century had passed. Zhang Longban finally put down the cold milk tea bowl in his hand and said slowly, "Do you remember it now?"
The stagnant atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
"Remember." Zhang Haike's voice was tight, like a bow with its strings fully drawn.
Zhang Long half-gently waved his hand, "Watch the punishment yourself, go down."
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This hurdle finally passed, Zhang Haike bent down and saluted, turned around and walked quickly to the door.
The cold wind carried snow dregs and hit his face, making his cheeks hurt. After turning around and closing the door, he wiped his face and breathed a sigh of relief.
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Wu Xie opened his eyes and found that he did not appear in the hospital he imagined. He still had a familiar taste and a familiar formula. He also saw the kind of ancient beams and animal carvings on the ceiling that are only found in lamasery temples.
His brain was still very sluggish. He was confused for a long time and finally remembered the things he had experienced before. There was a clear and unique ringing sound in his ears. He had heard this sound several times before, and every time he heard it, he felt that his mind was not clear.
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He rolled his eyes and looked around, and saw Zhang Haike standing next to him. Bai Ci and the great lama were sitting not far from him, staring with a bit of surprise like monkeys in a circus.
He saw that they were talking to each other.
As soon as he moved his arms, he felt someone lying next to him. When he looked sideways, he realized it was the fat man. The two of them were lying on the same bed.
Wu Xie's ears still have some sequelae, and they are not particularly easy to use. When Fatty's detonator explodes, the sound is so loud that it's scary.
He sat up with his elbows on the bed board and asked: "What on earth is going on? Didn't I go down the mountain? Aren't all the insects here?"
"And what's going on with you? Why did Fatty and I search all over the temple before, but we didn't see any trace of you."
Zhang Haike nodded thoughtfully and handed him a glass of warm water. "It seems that you are having a wonderful time in the fantasy world, but this is also a good thing."
"Illusion? What illusion?" Wu Xie subconsciously took it and drank it in one gulp. The warm water warmed his stomach, and his thoughts gradually became clearer. "You mean, those blood-sucking fireflies I saw in the temple before were just my illusions."
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"Yes, those are the things you really fear in your heart."
Zhang Haike took the roasted rosin from the candlestick and scooped a little bit of it into the small bell with a small spoon. His hand movements were very steady, and he had obviously done it more than once.
Wu Xie smelled a slightly bitter and warm fragrance at the tip of his nose. He frowned and rolled up his sleeves. He didn't see the wounds on his body. The cut on his left hand also disappeared. Then he saw the hexagonal copper in Zhang Haike's hand.
Ling, I understood most of it immediately.
But this is too unbelievable. If Zhang Haike hadn't told him that those were all hallucinations, Wu Xie felt that he would still think that those things had really happened to him even if it had been many years.
Seeing the confusion on Wu Xie's face, Zhang Haike explained: "This is the real power of bronze bells. This is a technology invented by our ancestors a long time ago. Through the combination of different types of bells, we
It can give people all kinds of different hallucinations.”
"These hallucinations are very, very real, but we dare not use them casually, because there are many possible combinations that we don't know about, and once triggered, they will cause serious or even terrible consequences."
"To be honest, we haven't studied the operating mechanism clearly yet, so in order to prevent random noise, we blocked the inside with melted rosin."
Zhang Haike put away the bell, washed his hands and sat down, "The one I just gave you to use is the one with the lightest effect among the twelve methods we have researched."
Wu Xie didn't think that what they used on him was light, because the pain of coldness and insect bites on his body was too clear.
He then thought of the large array of bells he had seen at the exit of the Zhangjia ancient building. No wonder Muyu had such an attitude when facing those bells as if he was facing an enemy.
Just half of the bells are so powerful. If all the bells were to ring, it would probably have catastrophic consequences. End of this chapter