If any bell is touched accidentally, the chain effect will be enough to shake thousands of bronze hexagonal wind chimes here!
The sound of a single hexagonal wind chime is enough to trap a few strong men into the environment, and thousands of them.
In an instant, this terrifying power is enough to drive a person insane, or even completely destroy his mind!
"There is a set of bronze wind chimes hidden in Zhang's home in Hong Kong Province. After years of research, they have mastered the use of this thing."
"Ringing it with a special rhythm can completely cleanse all memories of a person's past."
After glancing at the bewildered people, the boy poured a basin of cold water again.
"A group can do such an exaggerated thing... You Zhang family are really awesome, you can actually make such a simple and unsolvable anti-theft system."
"Speaking of which, Menyou Ping, if this thing appears in your Zhang family, you must have a way to resist its power, right?"
Looking at the densely intertwined silk bells in front of him, Wu Xie felt dizzy. He groaned in a low voice and looked at his little brother as if asking for help.
"Don't think about it. The only way to get through here is to avoid the threads and the bells, otherwise it will be useless even if you are deaf."
The current location of Wu Xie and Fatty was only two meters away from the water pool at the end.
I really forgot that Wu Xie didn’t have that skill yet!
"Fat man, what the hell is he writing on? Slow down!"
It’s true!
There was no time to tell Fatty and Dahua about the story about the Qinling Bronze Tree. Wu Xie whispered to the little brother here who was awakened by the gunfire.
That section of the road was the most thrilling and the most reassuring that I had ever walked. When she successfully crossed the stone ridge and came to Wu Xie and others, Zhang Rongna completely relaxed.
In just a few minutes, the white mist had not filled the space in the passage, but was now flowing towards the place where everyone was at a very rapid speed.
Maybe the fat man had bad luck. When he reached the end position, the density of the silk thread and the wind chime was a lot higher, and a small part of the mouthful of blood avoided the silk thread and wind chime.
I have doubts, whether it’s Panzi in the fantasy or Zhang Rong in reality, those two are the people I trust the most.
Seeing this, Wu Xie secretly shook his head, that little nephew might have forgotten that I am a physical waste.
He took a deep look at the cliff above, which was so deep that it bottomed out, and there was a trace of sadness in the little brother's voice that even he was aware of.
"When did his gas mask break? Why did he say something so important so early?"
The hearts of those who watched that scene trembled. In addition to worrying about Fatty's condition, they were also worried about what happened to the bell.
"You have time, you go over first, they will follow you slowly!"
"Hey, is this still a life-or-death situation? Fatty, do you think you can still withstand that level of concentration?"
"Uncle, you owe him your life!"
What's too bad is that the fat man seems to be in a bad condition. He just inhaled a strong concentration of alkaline gas, which caused some damage to the lungs. However, it is completely well-known and is a reversible damage.
There were countless large holes on both sides of the passage where Wu Xie and others came from. At this time, white weak alkali mist was pouring out steadily.
"Also, there is no time for you to hesitate and struggle. If you don't leave, you will really die here."
"I'm afraid he has forgotten what you are best at."
The silk thread and the bell stabilized instantly, and several people breathed a sigh of relief. They had no time to wipe the hot sweat from their foreheads.
The fog has not yet reached my butt. It will take at least a minute or two for the fog to completely cover it.
Ancient bronze has many mysterious powers, but there was no perfect thing in this world. Its hardness was much worse than other metals.
Standing up from the water that was half waist deep, he shouted to the guy on the other side.
In tens of seconds, the fat man had not successfully covered less than half of the distance. Following the fat man's movements, the little brother with the weakest skills secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt an inexplicable surge of confidence.
This is not the first time that the bronze illusion has been lifted. Compared with this time in Qinling, I always feel that that illusion should have been real!
If my guess is wrong, it should be caused by the excessive explosion just now.
The bullet passed through the criss-crossing network of silk threads without touching any thread or wind chime, and accurately smashed the wind chime that Zhang Rong was about to touch to pieces.
"Qinling? The dead Fa Da? Is that... was it the obsession of the deceased person after his death that triggered this strange power and created another Fa Da?"
Now, only the little brother is left on the opposite side.
Only a few drops of sputtered blood sprayed under the thread, causing a slight tremor, and the nearest big bell stopped shaking.
"Innocent, if he wants to grow old himself, he will definitely be able to do it! They all need to slow down, the fog has not come over yet, and there is little time!"
In order to ensure his own speed, the little brother twisted his stiff body as much as possible. Once the wind chime was inevitably touched, a gunshot would sound from the opposite side and the wind chime would be smashed to pieces.
Strangely enough, the moment I stepped off the stone beam, I suddenly felt a trance behind my eyes due to the influence of the strange substance of bronze.
Taking a deep breath to cheer himself up, the younger brother cursed secretly with a slightly ferocious look on his face and stepped back in small steps.
The fat man came back, but then he narrowed his eyes and watched Wu Xie pull out a completely damaged gas mask out of thin air, and he almost slapped himself in the face.
"The path leading to the sky, four thousand four hundred and four."
Before his breathing stabilized, the fat man followed Zhang Rong and slowly crossed the first distance. When he reached the end, he let out a strange scream, made a leap like a white crane spreading its wings, and jumped back into the pool.
"I thought that I had been in contact with the Bronze Divine Tree. If my body was affected to some extent, no wonder it resonated with the octagonal wind chime as expected."
Does it make sense for a fat man to call himself the most sensitive fat man?
"...Half a year later, my brother and my long-dead Fa Da went to the Qinling Mountains and had close contact with the bronze sacred tree deep in the Qinling Mountains for a long time. Perhaps it was because of the residual influence of this mysterious power?"
Seeing this, Zhang Rong subconsciously urged her.
Subconsciously, the little brother didn't have time to think about it for a while before he yelled anxiously at the top of his voice.
However, whether the fat man had any reaction or not, a certain premonition suddenly surged in the hearts of several people.
"Uncle, I really didn't thank him that time. With or without his support, you would have been here as you got older... Let's go, Uncle Ming, Menyouping, I know why, you suddenly want to see Panzi."
Seeing that the bell was shaking less and less, and was about to make a crisp sound, suddenly, two slender fingers went around the fat man's back and clamped the bell firmly but weakly.
"bad!"
"Little nephew, don't calm down, continue to walk back timidly, you will be there to support him!"
"You remember, in ancient times, this area was once one of the habitats of the Xiwangmu tribe."
"This kind of wind chime will emit a kind of strange frequency fluctuation. Whether you can hear it or not, it can successfully cause damage to your brain within a certain range."
Seeing that he was about to reach the end of the dangerous road, suddenly, the fat man's body froze in place, and he kept moving for several seconds.
"What else could it be? Just like my elder brother, he can fight... Damn it, you really forgot about it!"
That was clearly Panzi's voice!
Vaguely, I seemed to see not a single figure on the cliff above the stone beam, and at the same time, a strange and heroic song sounded faintly in my ears.
boom!
I completely let go of my confidence and worries, looked back at the approaching fog, breathed in the hot air that even the gas mask could completely filter, and felt the burning stinging sensation in my lungs, I took small steps toward
Step back.
"It's wonderful..."
"He should go back. Daba Ye, he should walk back timidly. Go back and don't look back."
Suddenly, something unexpected happened!
The escape route ahead has not been completely cut off, and the only escape route left for everyone is to go backwards.
The method hailed as the ultimate defense system by the Zhang family naturally has no blind spots.
"Is it the bronze octagonal wind chime? But yes, the wind chime has not been touched, and you have not received any impact."
Wu Xie threw away his backpack, took off the few layers of clothes that were slightly bulky and threw them aside, covering up as much space as possible. At the same time, he pointed in front of him and motioned for a few people to look over.
Seeing that the crisis was over, the fat man tremblingly took off the gas mask that had not lost its function, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled sadly, and said seriously.
Seeing that the little brother's hand was about to touch the wind chime, Wu Xie quickly took out the pistol from his waist, aimed and shot, all at once, without even having the time to explain Zhang Rong's strange behavior in a loud voice.
At the last moment, the fat man suddenly trembled all over and spurted out a mouthful of blood!
The eldest brother also frowned and thought about the solution.
"Panzi! Is it him? Is he out there? How could he be out there? Move slowly, that place is about to become a hell on earth!"
The corner of Wu Xie's mouth twitched. What should I say? Isn't that fat guy too upright?
Zhang Rong Daxin let go of the bell and quickly walked around behind the fat man. Looking at the fat man's pale face and the small cracks on the top of the gas mask, he frowned.
In the pool on the other side, several people looked at the little brother who was suddenly dancing and shouting in confusion. The fat man scratched his head and asked in confusion.
Just now, it was Wu Xie who felt so good when the fat man's figure was punished. He dodged the silk wind chime at the slowest speed, and then arrived at the critical moment.
"What's the situation? Is it true that you are possessed by evil spirits? Is Panzi's grandson waiting for you inside? How could he be there?"
Following Zhang Rong's example of throwing away all the burdens she had lost, she reluctantly glanced at these priceless paintings, leaving only a few large and exquisite objects stuffed in her pockets, and rushed towards Shi Liang after saying a few words.
passed.
"The bronze sacred tree that goes deep into the ground and is made of massive amounts of ancient bronze is to lure out and hunt the "earth dragons" living deep underground. The oil of the earth dragons is an important material for this tribe."
The bloated body can always make some incredible moves, twisting and turning its seven fat limbs, and barely avoiding contact with the silk wind chime by just a hair's breadth.
I looked back at the silk thread and wind chimes. Perhaps because of the remaining influence of the bronze environment, I always felt that the road I walked was paid for by Panzi's life.
"Fuck, let's fight!"
Zhang Rong dazedly wiped away the tears that had overflowed from the corner of her eyes. Wu Xie's words and Panzi's words in the environment gradually merged into one sentence - walk back timidly!
The elder brother who had recovered his memory naturally knew about the Bronze Sacred Tree deep in the Qinling Mountains. Although he knew the details of the incident, Xiao Yue could guess part of it based on Wu Xie's brief reminder.
Regardless of whether the fat man is fat, in terms of body sensitivity, Zhang Rong, who has stiff bones, really can't compare with the fat man.
Although Dahua was carrying Huo Xiangu's body on his back, with the help of his elder brother, he still managed to cross over without any danger.
Big brother and Dahua are both slow people, and the fat man can barely survive, so we will have no problem.
Panzi's voice couldn't be more unfamiliar to me!
Seeing that scene, Fatty's expression suddenly changed.
When I get older, if fat people can get through it smoothly, I can’t either!
This out-of-tune rough voice still vaguely echoed in my mind - Mr. Daba, he walked back timidly, go back, don’t look back!
