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Chapter 9 Giant Hand Statue

 When Zhang Zhu went to Wu Xiaoxie, he easily killed two more monkeys. When the remaining monkeys saw this, they immediately dispersed, dropped their backpacks and disappeared into the woods.

Wu Xiaoxie ignored the wounds on his body and quickly ran over to pick up the scattered items on the ground.

While picking it up, he cursed nonchalantly, "These damn stinky monkeys, they just rob us of our food, but they actually dare to attack people with their deadly hands. If it hadn't been for her running so fast, I would have chased her and picked it up sooner or later."

’s old nest.”

Zhang Zhuoxun walked under the tree, pulled out the knife inserted in the Monkey King's chest, wiped it clean and put it back in the space.

Then he and Wu Xiaoxie packed up their backpacks and sorted out the messy supplies.

Wu Xiaoxie took a bag of dried vegetables to check whether there was any damage, and wondered: "It stands to reason that golden monkeys are docile and will not actively attack people. Why are these monkeys in the Qinling Mountains unique? Not only are they large in size, but they also have ridiculously ferocious personalities. Look at their...

Even the act of stealing and snatching has clearly been done many times."

"I guess the feng shui of this place is bad, which indirectly affects the animals." Zhang Zhuxun made a random guess, "I guess the eye that peeped in the shack last night belonged to this kind of monkey."

Wu Xiaoxie tightened the zipper of her backpack and nodded, "I feel the same way."

The two dragged the dead monkey bodies together. Fearing that the smell of blood would attract wild beasts, they dug a deep pit and buried it.

After handling the scene, Lao Itchy, who ran out after the monkey, was late.

Lao Itch was holding the remaining small bag of self-heating rice in his hand. He was out of breath from exhaustion. He looked ashen and disgraced, like a refugee who had fled a disaster. His coat was almost scratched into strips.

, and shouted: "Fuck them, old man... I will catch them sooner or later... skin them!"

"Okay." Wu Xiaoxie stopped him and threw him a bottle of styptic powder and a roll of gauze. "Take care of the wound quickly. It's getting late. Those wild monkeys might try to kill them again. It's been delayed.

It's been quite some time, and we still have to hurry."

Lao Itch took the medicine, tore open his coat, and endured the pain to give himself the good medicine.

On the other side, Zhang Zhuxun also quickly treated Wu Xiaoxie's wounds.

The three of them set off quickly.

After fully entering Jiazi Valley, after walking for half a stick of incense, the distance between the cliffs on both sides became even narrower, and they were obviously tilted, as if they would collapse at any time, which sent chills down my spine.

Wu Xiaoxie always felt that this place was creepy. After taking two steps, he looked back to see if Zhang Zhuxun was still there.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zhu asked.

Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, "I just suddenly remembered what Old Man Liu said about the Yin Soldiers crossing the stack. Oh, that's right, Old Itch. Did Old Man Liu tell you in detail about the Yin Soldiers last time? What is this Yin Soldier?

What?"

Lao Itch didn't seem to want to talk more, and said perfunctorily: "Yin soldiers... they are just Yin soldiers. I have never seen them with my own eyes. How do I... know what they are... ghosts..."

Lao Itch suddenly fell silent, turned his head and turned pale. After a few seconds of silence, he finally spoke with a trembling voice, "Wait...wait a minute, there seems to be a hand in front of you!"

"What?" Wu Xiaoxie was nervous for a while. He took two quick steps and stood behind Lao Itch, and then he saw clearly the "hand" that Lao Itch said.

There was a "buzz", Wu Xiaoxie's mind went blank, his scalp was numb, and he was so horrified that he could hardly speak, "Mu...Muyu, come and see..."

Zhang Zhuxun hurriedly stepped forward and took a closer look. It turned out that the road ahead was blocked by a large piece of material, and people could only crawl over it.

And what blocked their way turned out to be a huge human hand!

The giant hand was gray-white in color and was buried under a pile of big rocks. Only the front half of the palm was exposed. The fingers were bent as if to grasp something. It was really shockingly tight.

Zhang Zhuoxun gestured with his hand, and his little finger was even thicker than his thigh.

"It's okay." Zhang Zhuxun patted Wu Xiaoxie's shoulder comfortingly, "That's a fake, it's just a broken statue."

Wu Xiaoxie said "Ah", came to his senses, ran over and took a closer look, stretched out his hand to compare the size, and sighed: "My dear, this carving is too realistic. At first glance, I really thought it was

Where are the giant's hands?"

Even the most amazing craftsman would not dare to say that he can be better than this.

Lao Itch also came over to take a look, looked left and right, and was amazed, "This... this, this, this is so lifelike, it looks like a real person, and it looks so damn special.

It’s infiltrating people.”

Although I know it's fake, I can't help but feel anxious.

Lao Itch has already hurriedly climbed up the pile of rocks and headed to the other side. Wu Xiaoxie and Zhang Zhuxun also hurriedly followed, lying on the cliff, and slowly moved along the slope bit by bit.

I originally thought it would be a statue of a god or something, but when I got closer, I discovered that it was actually a bust carved according to the mountain. The chest and above, including the head, had been blown off by something, leaving only one hand and

The shoulders are still standing even though they are half stretched.

A dark cave appeared below, half the size of a manhole cover.

Wu Xiaoxie looked inside with a flashlight and found that the space inside was huge, so he speculated: "The mountain behind is empty. I think there is a high probability that there will be an ancient tomb behind the statue."

Anyone who can steal the ancient tombs here is definitely a master among masters.

Zhang Zhu asked: "Would you like to go in and take a look around, just in case you find something missing?"

The three of them gathered together and decided to go in. Even if there was no advantage to be taken, it would still be good to learn the superb skills of the seniors.

Lao Itchy got in first, and after half a minute he stuck his head out and cursed: "It's so... so damn, it's all green and stinky... the smelly water has even gotten into my shoes."

Wu Xiaoxie was confused. He knew that Zhang Zhuxun was a bit of a germaphobe. If he really stepped in smelly water and didn't have any clothes to change into, he would definitely not deserve it.

Zhang Zhuoxun saw what he was thinking and took a look inside. The old itch was really not an exaggeration. The stagnant water was so smelly that you could feel it smearing your eyes even from a distance.

But having read the original plot, he also knew that the destination of his trip was inside the cave, so he could only hold his nose and recognize it.

"It's okay. Anyway, my clothes were stained with dirt when I fell into a pit. If they are dirty, they will be dirty." Zhang Zhuoxun tugged at the corner of his mouth and said against his will.

Wu Xiaoxie smiled unkindly, "That's what you said."

Zhang Zhuoxun glared at him and tried to raise his foot, "If you laugh again, believe it or not, I will kick you down."

Wu Xiaoxie grinned and ducked out of the way, getting into the hole.

Zhang Zhuxun took a deep breath, then held his breath and followed with a flashlight.

Inside is a stone chamber with a vaulted roof, with stagnant water on one side and steps on the other side.


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