Things became more confusing, and it felt more and more like the people around me had become people I didn't recognize, whether it was my grandfather, Lin Sheng, Ye Qing, or the people I met later, Ma Xiaolai, Mo Yibai, etc.
People. Even the Prince of Hell and the Young Master in front of me at this moment make me feel weird and abnormal.
I can't help but think of the time when I met the young master.
"Why are you dazed? Let's go!" A familiar voice came, and then my arm was pulled by someone, and I started running wildly.
Liu Yigang and the fat man were chasing after each other closely. I looked in front and saw the young master's back.
The fisherman just disappeared, and why the young master appeared here is hard for me to understand.
I was taken into a car by the young master, and I was successfully followed by Liu Yigang and Fatty.
I asked the young master why he appeared in City H. Logically speaking, the young master should be still in City L these days finishing the finishing work for the treasure fighting conference in Jinxi Building, but he showed up in such a timely manner and saved me.
The young master didn't tell me what was going on, but he just asked me. I should know where the ancient tomb is after getting that thing, so he asked me to take him to the ancient tomb. I asked him why he wanted to go to the ancient tomb, but he said that he wanted to help me find my grandfather.
At that time, I clearly didn't tell the young master what my situation was, but he knew my situation very well, as if he was always monitoring me. His words made me feel a little contradictory, but his face was like that
of sincerity.
What is the relationship between Yu Bo and the young master? Why does the young master appear when Yu Bo appears? And is Yu Bo dead?
These questions made me feel dizzy. When I asked the young master, he couldn't understand the situation.
Later, I followed the young master's wishes and the two of us entered the ancient tomb to look for my grandfather, so I asked the young master to prepare the equipment. But, is the young master now the same young master I know? Did I drag him into the quagmire?
?
I don’t know, but the stone pressing on my heart became heavier. I don’t know when, I really couldn’t breathe. It was like falling into deep dark water. The more I struggled, the more I struggled, the feeling of suffocation.
It will become more intense.
Peng's gunshot pulled me out of the suffocating deep water.
"Don't tell me that you want to kill me on purpose!" The young master's mouth twitched as he looked at the Lord of Hell.
Prince Yama frowned slightly and was playing with the gun in his hand. It seemed that he had fired the gun just now.
"It looks pretty good." Prince Yama raised his lips with interest, "I just want to see how it is used. Maybe the weapons in the underworld should be changed."
"Looking at you, it's not like you've never used a gun, right? What kind of weapon do you use in the underworld? Long sword? Spear? Shield? Damn, you are indeed a person who has lived for thousands of years. You also
It can be regarded as an antique." The young master relaxed a little when he saw that Lord Yama's gun was not pointed at him, "However, I think you should return the gun to Master Xiao Long, be careful of misfire."
The Lord of Hell looked at me and did not give the gun back to me. Instead, he took it for himself. The Lord of Hell said, "Don't you have an exorcism stick? Give this to me."
The commanding tone leaves no room for argument.
Lord Yama seemed to like this gun very much. He held it in his hand and played with it for a long time, just like he often played with Manzhu Shahua. It was so gentle and delicate. But under the gentle and delicate appearance, what people think of is him.
It is as cruel as tearing the things you like into pieces and turning Manzhu Shahua into a pile of withered petals.
The young master looked at the Lord of Hell, obviously a little dissatisfied. I blocked the young master's mouth by saying, "Now is not the time to discuss who uses what weapon. It is better to prepare quickly. Someone else's snake discovered our plan."
, otherwise our plan will be aborted, and we will also have to become food in the mouth of the snake spirit."
Next, the young master and I began to discuss how to deal with the giant snake. The Lord of Hell showed no intention of making any suggestions together. He was playing with the pistol in his hand, with a devilish and bloodthirsty smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
But even if you don’t know the thoughts of this thousand-year-old mummy, you can’t guess at all.
As long as I know that Lord Hell will not deal with us, then I have nothing to worry about.
Now, the Lord of Hell in front of us is not a friend, but he is not an enemy either, and he is an enemy who will never stand beside the snake spirit. That is a lucky thing for us.
After all, a snake spirit is already difficult for us to deal with. If there is another Lord of Hell, then we might as well kill ourselves. But now that there is only one enemy, we at least have a chance to fight to the death.
, even if we fail to save ourselves, there is still the possibility that we will perish together.
The young master and I are not very desperate people when it comes to things, but when we are desperate, we will definitely be more desperate than ordinary people.
After discussing for a while, we didn't come up with a feasible plan. This stone chamber has too many limitations for us, and our actions can only begin when the giant snake appears. This means that even if we design a trap, it will not work.
We have to design it in a place where the giant snake will come, so we can only choose the stone gate. But once the stone gate is blown up, we will have no chance to get out.
After the discussion was fruitless, we stopped to eat something and rest for a while.
The Lord of Hell sat beside us without saying a word, watching us eat the compressed biscuits with a calm expression. From the moment we got the gun, the Lord of Hell didn't say a word.
"Do you want to eat too? You look like you're drooling. Come on, woof woof! Open your mouth and I'll feed you." The young master broke off a piece of compressed biscuit and stuffed it into the mouth of Lord Yama.
The young master’s joke was directed at the Lord of Hell. I think the only person in this life who dares to make a joke on the Lord of Hell and treat the Lord of Hell as a puppy is Gongsun Gongsun. It’s a shame that he was called such a serious name.
He is not a serious person, but he really likes to joke under such circumstances.
I always fall in love with such an unreliable guy. I feel so confused when I see him. I really hope that the person beside me right now is not the young master, but a more reliable person. Or Mo Yibai, or Ma Xiaolan,
It should be much safer than being with the young master.
I looked at Lord Yama's face and wondered if Lord Yama understood the meaning of the young master's words. This thousand-year-old antique has been buried in the underworld for so long. Hei Bai Wuchang said that he never paid much attention to things on the ground. There should be no reaction.
So sensitive.
"I don't need to eat." Prince Yama said coldly, playing with the gun in his hand calmly.
When the young master saw the gun, he shrank his neck, his interest in joking disappeared, and he continued to eat his food.
After eating, we put the useful things outside and the useless things in the backpack. These things are necessary tools for us to survive in the wild, and we must not leave our bodies at this time.
I know that this battle is different from usual. Our opponent is a thousand-year-old snake spirit, and one of my partners is the Prince of Hell who is watching a show, and the other is a young master who has no combat experience at all. He is less useful than me. Naturally,
I am the only main force left this time. Before the war started, I began to miss my previous teammates, Mo Yibai, Eleven, and Hua Bubai. Although it is a bit unreliable to say that Eleven and Hua Bubai are
Looks like that, but at critical moments, he is still quite alert, and if Mo Yibai is here, he will have a lot more chances of winning. Without Mo Yibai this time, I don't feel confident at all.
After getting along for a long time, I unknowingly gave Mo Yibai to Shinhwa. I always felt that when Mo Yibai was around, everything could be solved and all difficulties could be eliminated.
"What are you thinking about?" the young master looked at me and asked.
"Who among the three of us will be swallowed into the snake's belly first?" I said angrily.
"Hey, we haven't fought yet, why are you discouraged? This is not the Mr. Xiao Long I know." The young master patted me on the shoulder and said.
"I don't know him either." Prince Yama turned his head to look at me faintly, and a smile appeared on his face. It didn't have any dark flavor, and his smile felt like that of an ordinary person.
I couldn't help but ask: "What is the Long Zuimeng you know like?"
"Indomitable. The soul... is indestructible." Prince Yama paused and said, "This is why I chose to make a deal with you. Even I can't conquer you. I don't believe that you will succumb to a snake spirit.
In hand."
"Hey, what do you mean? Why do you say it as if you are trying to kill my brother?"
"It's been almost twenty years, right?" Prince Yama looked at me straightly. In his deep and dark eyes, there was a kind of bottomless darkness, like a whirlpool full of ugliness, which made people feel shuddering.
He exuded a devilish temperament, "You are my first opponent. It would be quite a pity if you really died."
I looked at Lord Yama, and he actually regarded me as his opponent. He really promoted me too high. I said: "You praise me too much. I am just a chess piece in your hand now, am I not?"
"Who is whose chess piece? We haven't decided yet." The Lord of Hell said calmly.
Then he regained his inscrutable expression and stopped talking.
I took a look at Lord Yama who was dressed in gorgeous ancient costumes. Even in such a place, he didn't look embarrassed at all. This must be the nature of the devil.
His control ability is above all else. He pretends that he is mixed in this quagmire, but he is holding the entire chess piece in his hand and controlling it. When he has no move, you will never guess what he is going to make. Yan
The prince is such a person in my impression. I still don’t understand why even the prince of hell is involved in things in the world. If I were a person who likes games, I would definitely find this moment very interesting. It’s just that I don’t care about those people who let the king of hell get involved.
Games that interest people are not interesting at all. The more complex and attractive the games are, the more attractive they are. For me, a person with low taste, there is no temptation at all.
And no matter how much I want to avoid such a game, I am powerless in the end. I can only watch myself sinking into the quagmire, rolling in the dirty quagmire until you are all over me, but I can only sink deeper and deeper, unable to escape. Pull it out. I don’t know if I have a chance to pull myself out. I don’t know if I can see the final truth when I sink to the bottom, but I am powerless to resist and can only follow it slowly. sink.