With the joint efforts of Na Qi and Zhen Shui Yin, the pickup truck slowly entered the ground.
This is not Cai Gen's first time on the subway controlled by Zhen Shui Yin. He took it once last time when he cut off Lin Wo, but the distance was relatively short that time, so he passed by without having much experience.
This feeling is not like taking a real subway. There are advertisements and lights in every section. It is completely dark, and I don’t know what Zhen Shuiyin relies on to determine the direction.
"Brother Cai, here we are, this is where the magic circle is."
Following Zhen Shuiyin's words, the pickup truck made a slight downward movement, as if it suddenly fell into a hole.
Well, Cai Gen only felt that his eyes were dark, or that it had been dark all the time. From the moment he entered the ground, he couldn't see anything.
If you say it's a magic circle, then it's a magic circle. No one can see it anyway.
"Xiao Shui, have you seen the magic circle?"
"I saw it. There are traces of the magic circle on the ground, and the space is relatively large."
"Xiao Shui, since you've seen everything, go and settle this matter. I'll take good care of you."
Zhen Shuiyin was shocked, what's going on? Just let yourself settle it. Isn't that nonsense?
"Cai Gen, I can't. I can only see, nothing else."
What she said was sincere and her attitude was very sincere, so Cai Gen decided to forgive her.
"You yourself are nothing, why don't you turn on the light? Do you think I can do things in the dark?"
Only then did Zhen Shuiyin think that Cai Gen couldn't see and there was no light here.
He quickly turned on the pickup truck's headlights and roof searchlights.
Here, Cai Gen couldn't help but admire that the 800,000 was not in vain.
The pickup truck's headlights shine far away, which is nothing unusual. The main reason is the row of searchlights on the roof, which are really bright.
The moment he opened it, Cai Gen's vision went from pitch black to pale, but he still couldn't see anything.
After adapting for a while, Cai Gen regained his vision and looked around.
"Xiao Shui, can't this searchlight be used in all directions? I can only see one side, so I don't know the whole picture."
Zhen Shuiyin felt that Cai Gen was in trouble. It was all obvious, so why couldn't he see it? She impatiently adjusted the angle of the searchlight to illuminate all directions.
Cai Gen then opened the car door with satisfaction, stood along the front cover to the roof of the car, and carefully looked at the space.
The space is not very large, and under the illumination of the searchlight, everything you can see is very clear.
There are indeed various lines drawn on the ground. It is a bit reluctant to say that it is a magic circle, a bit like a child's graffiti.
"Xiao Sun, is this a magic circle? Isn't it just drawing a few lines?"
Xiao Sun also got on the roof of the car at this time and looked around.
"Third uncle, this magic circle is useless. There is no energy flow, so you can't see anything. Originally, those lines had energy flashes, so the effect is better."
Oh, it turned out to be abandoned.
Why was it abandoned?
Isn't the teddy bear waiting for help on death's doorstep?
Even if the magic circle is useless, why do you still help Mao?
Something is wrong. In addition to those sketches, there are also pieces of rags on the ground, and there are bulges under the rags.
"Xiao Sun, are these rags used to cast spells in the magic circle? Formation flags? Magic weapons?"
Forget it, let’s go and see for ourselves. I keep asking, when will I grow up?
Practice brings true knowledge, and Cai Gen learned this very well.
He jumped out of the pickup truck and walked towards the nearest rag without caring about others.
It looks like rags from a distance, but it's actually quite new. It's just a little dusty, so it's obviously a bit worn.
Cai Gen carefully picked up a corner and took a closer look.
The pattern on this piece of cloth is very bright.
It's like waves and the rising sun, and it's very religious. It's a bit like Abe Congcong's divine robe, and the style is also very similar.
In order to better show the whole picture, Cai Gen used both hands to pull it up. It was a bit heavy and he didn't know what material it was made of. It was comparable to a take-out box and weighed thirty or forty pounds.
Both hands were raised high, and the cloth was fully unfolded. It was indeed a divine robe.
It has sleeves, a robe, and a belt. Look, the collar is just right for your head.
Is this the brain?
The white hair is very thin.
Dry skin, Lai Lai Baba.
Deep-set eye sockets, half-open and half-closed.
Weathered lips, exposed teeth.
Cai Gen didn't feel any fear. Wasn't it just a mummy?
Among the terrible things I have encountered, corpses are considered the safest, but they look a bit familiar?
I seem to have seen it somewhere.
The pond, the thick fog, the little sign crossing the river.
What do you call a dressed-up beast?
By the way, the champion grappler in white.
"Langlihu, why are you here?"
The divine robe in Cai Gen's hand and the mummy in the divine robe are completely the same as those of Lang Li Pao. They are the same shape, there is no difference.
Xiao Sun and the others saw that Cai Gen could actually meet an acquaintance in this place?
They all quickly moved over, and when they saw the mummy, they felt that Cai Gen must have recognized the wrong person.
All the mummies look similar, and it is difficult to tell them apart without writing their names.
The half-opened eyes of the mummy in the divine robe seemed to have regained some of their energy when Cai Gen shouted, and a sentence floated out from his exposed teeth like a gossamer.
"I'm not a spit, I am Shinto, my grandson Rong, save me."
What kind of habit is this of self-introduction? Instead of saying your own name, you say the name of your grandson. It is indeed a strange nation.
"Have any of you ever heard that his grandson is very famous?"
Except for Shi Huozhu, everyone else shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of it.
Shi Huozhu felt that it was necessary to correct Cai Gen. He had never seen the world and it would be embarrassing to talk about it in the future.
"Brother Cai, my grandson is a surname and Rong is a given name. You have misunderstood."
Cai Gen was a little embarrassed because he was weak and ignorant, but he had to speak up.
"Whose grandson do you love? It's not my grandson anyway.
Sun Tzu, Rong, what are you doing here?
Teddy Bear, no, where is Dhritarashtra?"
My grandson Rong is very weak, so weak that he can't even take a breath. He only has a weak consciousness, which is maintained by his mind that has been cultivated for many years.
At this time, facing such a complex problem as Cai Gen, my mind is not enough, and only the instinctive desire to survive is left.
"Save me, save me."
Xiao Sun could tell early on that he was no longer a local, no matter his clothes or his name.
"My third uncle is asking you a question. Speak politely. If you don't drink a toast or eat a fine drink, save your uncle!"
While talking, Xiao Sun returned the favor and gave the mummy a mouthful.
Maybe it was to increase deterrence and get him to answer questions.
He was already dying at the end of his life, but it was only his strong willpower that prevented him from dying.
Xiao Sun's slap didn't cause any accident, it directly extinguished the little flame of life, and he died completely.
Not only was he completely dead, but with Xiao Sun's slap, the shriveled head actually fell off his skinny neck and rolled to the ground, escaping Xiao Sun's clutches.
This chapter has been completed!