A lot of slightly bluish liquid flowed out from its broken wrist, seeping down along the cracks in the stone, one by one, emitting a fishy rusty smell that is hard to put into words.
It's like the smell of a hairtail that has been dead in a jar for three months. When you open a crack in the lid, the smell leaks out from the slit.
"Cough cough cough... vomit..." Wu Xie took a deep breath and was about to speak when he inhaled the smell. It was so sour that it went straight to his head.
He wrinkled his face and hurriedly stepped back several steps, almost bursting into tears.
The complacency I felt just after defeating the monster suddenly disappeared, and all the energy I felt was gone.
"This thing is actually alive. Even the smell is too strong. Where did the Kangba Luo people catch it?" Wu Xie turned to ask Zhang Chuxun.
Zhang Shuxun also silently covered his mouth and nose, looked at the liquid, and analyzed in a low voice: "The blood is blue, and its blood contains a lot of copper."
"This may be an ancient fish species that lived in the waters of volcanic pools and was infected by radiation from surrounding meteorites." Zhang Chuxun made a reasonable guess.
"Look, its claws still have webbed membranes that have not completely degraded." Zhang Zhu searched his hand and pointed to the black claw that fell on the ground in disgust.
Wu Xie reached out and hooked his paw up to take a closer look. The situation was urgent and he didn't look carefully. Only then did he realize that the tip of the paw was integrated with the finger. In other words, this thing was born without nails.
Its finger is a thin stick.
Wu Xie's eyes widened, "I'll go! Do you mean it's a shark?"
"Eh? It's possible." Zhang Zhuoxun didn't expect Wu Xie to guess who the shark was. Then he thought about it and it was possible.
However, they haven't seen the whole monster yet, so they can't make a conclusion yet.
Zhang Zhuoxun said, his voice paused, "It is possible that it is some kind of distant relative of the shark, but this thing smells really bad, like the fermented stomach of a dead whale."
He looked behind him and said, "I guess Fatty and the others are almost attracted by this smell."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the fat man's voice coming from the gray mist, "Holy crap, who the hell blew up the pit."
The figure of the fat man appeared immediately after his voice. He looked around Zhang Zhuxun and the two of them first, and then said: "You two just sneaked here and made it smell so bad. What are you doing, Fatty?"
I was sleeping well, but this smell suddenly appeared, and it almost killed me..."
Several unwilling roars suddenly came from the stone tower, and the monster kept thrashing against the inner wall of the stone tower, trying to get out. The dull impact sound was also mixed with the dragging sound of chains.
The fat man stared in confusion and asked, "What's this?"
As he spoke, he looked around suspiciously and said quietly: "Apart from the four of us, is there really no other living thing here?"
After Fatty's voice appeared, the monsters in the stone tower also recovered from their silence and began to become restless.
Zhang Haike poked his head out from behind the fat man, took a look at the stone tower, and immediately understood, "You have touched Bam Lakang."
"Bamlakang?" Wu Xie wondered, "What is Bamlakang? Are you talking about that stone tower?"
"A kind of palace tower used to suppress devils in Sakya culture." Zhang Haike said, "It's this stone tower. It's a trap. Fortunately, you didn't completely free it."
Zhang Haike walked quickly to the stone tower, groped around in the corner for a while, took out a bundle of old-fashioned grenades, and showed Zhang Zhu to the fuses at the end of the wooden handles. Behind each cable was a piece of fuse.
Nearly transparent thin lines.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhuoxun squatted down, placed the flashlight flat on the ground, and let the light shine near the bundle of grenades.
Everyone immediately saw that under the light and shadow, in the dust floating in the air, there were countless thin threads surrounding the grenade bundles, intersecting like spider webs at the foot of all the wooden towers, only half a foot from the ground.
Once a person passes by, the moment he lifts his foot, he can be pulled and detonated.
The fat man was silent for two seconds, walked a few steps to the side, and picked out another bundle of grenades from the funerary objects on the shelf of a wooden tower on one side. He also found similar bundles of grenades in several wooden towers.
The fat man was startled and frightened, and cursed: "If you are numb, the end will be hell. This is obviously who laid the mine, and there will be no way for people to survive at all."
The dense network of threads made people break out in cold sweat. Wu Xie let out a long breath and couldn't help but feel lucky that Muyu had brought him in. If he had taken the wrong path and gotten stuck in the maze, he would have lost his chance even before he died.
Before it was ready, it was fried into fried shrimps.
The structure of the stone tower is very thick, like a golden bell with leaks. While the few people were talking, the thing inside found that it could not break free no matter what, and roared unwillingly for a while before it stopped.
"There's no movement." Wu Xie lowered his voice and told everyone. He thought to himself, after making two such big incisions, he struggled for a while, fearing that all the blood would drain out.
"Let me see if it's dead." Wu Xie said, leaning forward, but when he raised his eyes, he met a red eyeball in the gap.
"...!" Wu Xie was surprised.
He immediately realized that the thing inside the stone tower was not only not dead, but was pressing its face into the gap between the grids, its red eyes glowing coldly, staring at Wu Xie outside with ferocious resentment.
"Ouch!" Wu Xie couldn't help but take a step back.
The face in the gap was dark and the cheeks were dry. When he was discovered, he screamed strangely and turned his head ninety degrees like a rusty wheel, exposing his two red eyes.
Come on, go up and down, it's so sinister and weird.
Without saying a word, Zhang Zhuxun raised his hand and shot it. The bullet flew into the gap, and the black face was hit directly on the head and flew back into the tower. The rusty blood exploded like a crushed soft persimmon.
Went around.
The fat man whistled and raised his hand to sign, "Ten rings."
Hearing the sound of the whole head and whole body hitting the ground when they fell, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "It must have died completely this time, right?"
Zhang Zhu hummed, walked closer to avoid the machine's wire net, looked into the gap, and gestured OK with his backhand, "Solved."
Only then did the fat man have time to ask carefully. He looked at Wu Xie and said, "What's going on? Is this thing a fake corpse or something?"
Wu Xie told the story honestly, and finally added: "This thing may have been alive originally, but it was just woken up by us."
Wu Xie firmly stated that the blame cannot be placed on him no matter what.
After hearing this, Zhang Haike laughed and said: "The door should be behind it. If you want to know what it is, you can open it and take a look."
The fat man was really curious, and eagerly raised his legs to cross a few of them. Looking back at the increasingly dense thin lines, he found that there was nowhere to stay, and he immediately stepped back with a grimace.
"No, it's too difficult. If the fat man's skills are not up to standard, he won't show off his shame."
The fat man made a gesture of invitation and shook his head, "Who is the master?"
Zhang Zhuoxun pondered for a few breaths and said: "Let's go around by another road. We must enter this tower."
Wu Xie was surprised, "Why?"
"I think the road should be in the tower." Zhang Zhuxun said in a deep voice.
