The people in front of me were attacked and killed by strange human-faced birds, the guardians of this imperial tomb.
The reason why these corpses are hung here is because it is not yet time for the strange human-faced bird to eat.
The habits of these strange human-faced birds are quite strange. Every time they hunt, they will always bring them back to their nest at the corresponding time, and all the birds will enjoy them together.
No, to be precise, all mouth monkeys enjoy it together.
This is a creature with an ancient parasitic relationship.
Mouth monkeys are strange monkeys that are covered in blood and even have no skin. They have no ability to hunt.
It can only survive by living in the belly of the human-faced bird and relying on the food that the human-faced bird hunts.
Similarly, human-faced birds also have a fatal flaw: they cannot digest and absorb normal food!
However, the human-faced bird can digest and absorb the excrement of the monkey in its mouth...
It sounds disgusting, but this is a way of survival for these two fatally flawed creatures.
Each takes what they need, and the uncanny craftsmanship of nature is vividly reflected in this pair of parasitic creatures.
The first time he walked into the hall, Hu Ming still clearly heard the movement of the human-faced bird guarding the food.
This bird's habits are similar to those of an owl.
As hunters, no matter what time it is, even when flying, they are silent. Under the cover of darkness, almost no existence can detect them.
Just like now...
After receiving Hu Ming's affirmation, the fat man's eyes lit up, and he climbed up the beam on the statue next to him.
When he just got hold of the assault rifle, an accident happened.
Behind the fat man's shoulder, a twisted and weird human face appeared silently.
Pale, cruel, violent.
"Fat man, be careful, there is something behind you!"
Seeing this, Wu Xie and Panzi were immediately startled, and their hearts froze.
This distance, this strange existence, it seems that the fat man should be...
boom!
However, before the two men could finish their pessimistic thoughts, a gunshot rang out.
It wasn't the assault rifle in the fat man's hand, but the clear and strong sound of the M1911A1 in Hu Ming's hand.
Three consecutive brass bullets were shot out by Hu Ming in an instant.
The hot bullet tore through the air and flashed about five centimeters away from the fat man's head.
The next moment, blood splattered everywhere.
Red, white, gray, like spilled dye, messy liquids splashed everywhere.
That thing was shot three times in the head.
"Tsk, Uncle Ming, your shooting skills are really amazing!"
"If I had hesitated for just a moment, I would have been hung up as a sausage by this damn thing, Fatty."
"If your little hand shakes and the muzzle of the gun moves even a tiny bit, my head will be exploded just like this thing."
The fat man wiped his face and sighed calmly without any panic.
He had just chosen to trust Hu Ming, and of course he would not make such an embarrassing expression at this time.
In short, Fatty just put his life in Hu Ming's hands.
And Hu Ming, as always, did not stretch his hips, which is trustworthy.
With that said, the fat man threw the assault rifle in his hand to Panzi below.
At the same time, he quickly pulled off two rifles from the other corpses, one for Tianzhen and one for him.
As for Hu Ming, he preferred the pistol and the dragon-patterned curling cloud knife in his hand to this.
With these two weapons, it is enough to deal with most problems.
Everyone has their own preferences, and Fatty doesn’t force Hu Ming.
"...Fat Master, I just remembered, Hu Ming, this is wrong!"
Suddenly, the fat man who was checking the rifle happily exclaimed.
"What's wrong, are you so surprised?"
"No, think about it carefully. Uncle Ming, you have been with us all the way. We came by public transportation and went through so many security checks..."
"Where did you get that gun from?"
The fat man looked at the gun in Hu Ming's hand in confusion, with a confused look on his face.
"how come?"
"It's simple. I know magic. I don't want others to find the gun. No one else can find it no matter what!"
Hu Ming raised his eyebrows and then smiled.
At the same time, he stretched out his hands holding the gun to show everyone.
Under their burning gazes, Hu Ming turned his hands.
"What the hell?"
A series of exclamations came.
With just a flip of his hand, the two guns in Hu Ming's hands disappeared out of thin air.
It really looks like magic.
but...
"Uncle Ming, stop talking nonsense. Things like magic are just deceptions. I don't know this yet?"
"I can see clearly that your gun disappeared out of thin air. This can't be magic at all!"
Wu Xie said with an expression like "I'll see a ghost if you believe me."
"Are you sure it's not magic? Yes, I admit it's not magic."
"But...eldest nephew, are you stupid? You know I'm fooling you and don't want to tell you how I did it, but you still keep talking like a hammer?"
"I said this, and you just believe it. Hello, hello, hello to everyone. Isn't it good? Huh?"
"Or do you have the ability to force me to say what I don't want to say?"
Hu Ming chuckled, then his expression changed, and he looked at Wu Xie with contempt.
"..."
Wu Xie's mouth twitched, "Damn it, what you said makes sense!"
Looking back, I saw that Panzi was covering her mouth and laughing.
And the fat man...the loud-mouthed boss just said by name: Yes, the fat man is laughing at you!
Wu Xie's face instantly turned black, as black as the bottom of a pot.
It seemed like he was the only one who didn't notice such an obvious thing and still asked stupidly...
"Ahem, Third Master, what about that? Since we have got the clues about Third Master, are we going to be delayed here?"
"Aning's people clearly arrived here before us. If they find the third master, there's no telling what will happen."
"Damn it, how on earth did those guys do it? Aren't there sentries all over the Three Sacred Mountains? Could it be that their half-hearted group also found a secret passage?"
Having said this, Panzi stopped teasing Wu Xie and his face turned ugly.
He really didn't dare to think what would happen if Wu Sansheng was caught by these heavily armed people.
Wu Sansheng is not like Hu Ming. Facing those people, he has no chance of winning.
"Alas... Panzi, Wu Xie, don't you understand?"
"In the undersea tomb, Wu Sansheng, Aning and the others have already gotten what they want."
"That is the detailed structural diagram of Yunding Tiangong! You know, this place was renovated by Abbot Wang Zanghai, and he knows everything about it."
