"Gan! Tianzhen, isn't my uncle always by your side? Don't you know when he disappears?"
The fat man's face trembled and his eyes widened.
Can such a big living person really disappear under the eyes of others?
Even if there was something strange in this tomb, Fatty didn't believe that anything could kill Hu Ming quietly.
You know, Hu Ming is not a pipit like Wu Xie who plays tricks on his brain.
"...Well, my attention was attracted by the gold just now, and I didn't pay attention to Uncle Ming..."
Wu Xie turned his head away with a guilty conscience and whispered.
"Haha, our uncle is really unfortunate to have a nephew like you."
The fat man was immediately startled and murmured.
Others have a daughter-in-law and forget their mother, but Wu Xie has gold and forgets his uncle.
"Bah! Fatty, are you embarrassed to accuse me? I think you want to bury yourself like those corpses!"
"So what? If uncle were by my side, I would definitely not let him run away suddenly!"
"Okay, okay, now is not the time to quarrel. The top priority is to find Mr. Ming first. These corpses look so weird. I have an ominous premonition!"
Panzi quickly grabbed the two of them and tried to persuade them.
The corpses dug out from the gold pile were full of frightened expressions. It was obvious that this gold room was not as simple as many people imagined.
The three of them looked at the mummies and nodded in agreement.
They are not stupid enough to think that these people just want to stay and be buried with the Golden Mountain here.
There must be some mystery in this that they haven't discovered yet.
"Although this tomb is spacious, there is no place to hide people. It is even less possible for Uncle Ming to hide himself in this gold, so..."
Wu Xie looked at the gap in the Jade Gate.
"So, maybe Hu Ming didn't come in at all and he was playing a bad joke on us?"
"Come on, let's go out and look for it! Maybe this guy is waiting at the door to laugh at us!"
The fat man nodded, picked up a few treasures and stuffed them into his backpack.
After doing this, he picked up the gun and took the lead towards the door.
"Damn fat man, how long has it been since this happened? Are you so greedy for money? If there is a curse on this gold, it would be fun to turn you into one of those mummies!"
Seeing this, Panzi smiled and cursed with a dark face.
This damn fat man wants money and will never forget my treasure.
Can these things be able to run around on their own if they are left here?
"Da Pan, I'm really not scared of you fat man!"
The fat man sneered and walked out of the tomb door at the lead.
"Um?"
As soon as he walked out of the tomb door, the fat man let out a low voice in surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Wu Xie and Panzi looked at each other, and the ominous premonition in their hearts became more and more intense.
The two of them hurriedly walked out of the tomb door. When the searchlight shone on them, their hearts sank suddenly, and white hairs of sweat suddenly appeared on their backs.
The murals in the tomb passage outside are completely different from when I came here before!
At some point, all those vermilion murals turned into black shadows of people with extremely large heads.
This thing looks so familiar to them!
This is the thing inside the Little Saint Snow Mountain Spiritual Palace.
This is what a big-headed corpse looks like.
Said: "Damn it, what's going on? Did you go to the wrong door?"
"No, most of the tomb passages here have been moved. When we were in the tomb chamber, the previous tomb passages had been moved to other places..."
"Maybe the tomb chamber was moved to another place and connected with this tomb passage."
After passing the underwater tomb, both Wu Xie and Fatty had gained experience.
But, inexplicably, they felt that it was not as simple as a mechanism.
Panzi's mouth widened in surprise: "You can do this!?"
"Yes! It's not surprising what happens in the tomb designed by Wang Zanghai!"
Wu Xie and Fatty nodded vigorously.
"But in this case, the tomb passage we came to before may no longer be found... However, we cannot sit here and wait for death, we must find a way out."
Wu Xie held his chin and murmured.
The three of them looked at each other and agreed that waiting in the tomb for restoration to the original state would be the stupidest thing to do.
Immediately, the fat man picked up his gun and walked at the forefront of the team to guard against unknown dangers.
The three of them walked while discussing, and after walking for about twenty minutes, the flashlight shining in front of them started to reflect.
This proves that the end of the tomb passage has arrived.
Wu Xie and the others swallowed involuntarily, became nervous, and immediately calmed down.
I slowed down and walked over bit by bit. Soon, another jade door appeared at the end of the tomb passage.
"Your numb kiss, Fatty, am I not dreaming? Panzi, Tianzhen, does this door look familiar to you?"
The fat man trembled and looked at the door in disbelief.
This is clearly the jade door of the golden tomb!
All the decorations on the door and even the holes under the door are exactly the same!
"Perhaps this is just a coincidence? The tomb doors here all use the same style?"
Wu Xie's eyes widened and he guessed unconfidently.
"I fucking believe your big-headed uncle, your third uncle! Even if the tomb doors are the same, what about the blasted hole? The location and size are all the same. How can this be a coincidence?"
"No matter, just go in and take a look..."
The fat man muttered something irritably, ducked in and ducked in.
Then...he stared at the familiar golden mountain in front of him with his mouth open.
In the tomb, the cold fireworks thrown by several people before were still lying there quietly.
The mummies dug out by the fat man also had their frightened eyes wide open as before, as if they were mocking the three of them.
For a moment, the three of them fell into deathly silence.
This is clearly the tomb they were in before!
"Little Third Master, we have been moving in a straight line. We didn't make any turns along the way, right?"
After a long time, Panzi lit a cigarette to calm down his shock and said hoarsely.
"I'm pretty sure we didn't turn a corner...hell, we really returned to the tomb from where we started!"
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There were patches of cold sweat on Wu Xie's forehead. Things were really serious.
Can the agency really handle this weird situation?
Feeling a little irritable, Wu Xie subconsciously reached into his pocket and took out a... Rong cigarette stick and held it in his mouth.
"Smoking cessation stick? Are you serious? Don't be funny about quitting smoking at this time. Have a cigarette and calm down. Be naive. Uncle Ming is gone. You are our most powerful brain. We are all counting on you!"
The fat man ripped the smoking cessation stick out of Wu Xie's mouth and gave Wu Xie a cigarette in an annoyed manner.
"Why, Uncle Ming is gone. Fatty, can you speak? I'm not afraid that Uncle Ming will come back and beat you up, and give me back the smoking cessation stick!"
"After the Tomb Under the Sea, I listened to Uncle Ming and went to the hospital for a check-up... My lungs have shown signs of fibrosis. Is it my life if I continue to smoke?"
Wu Xie's face darkened, he took back the smoking cessation stick and said angrily.
"Pulmonary fibrosis?"
Fatty and Panzi were stunned.
This disease is irreversible, and currently there is no treatment. The only way is to rely on drugs and gene therapy to inhibit the speed of fibrosis.
In other words, this is a terminal illness!
For a moment, the two of them ignored their current situation and looked at Wu Xie with worried eyes.
"It's not a big deal. The doctor said that fortunately it was discovered early. As long as you pay more attention to it and maintain various therapies, it won't be a problem to live forty or fifty years."
"I'm not an old monster like Uncle Ming and Brother. After forty or fifty years, I'll be sixty or seventy years old, and I've almost reached the average life expectancy. It's not a big problem..."
"Speaking of which, I really have to thank Uncle Ming. Without him, I really don't know when I would have discovered my physical condition."
Looking around, but still unable to see Hu Ming, Wu Xie sighed resignedly.
He knew that the three of them had no one to rely on now, and they had to rely on themselves if they wanted to get out of here.
Thinking of this, Wu Xie subconsciously bit the smoking stick.
The fat man was right. Now, Wu Xie is the hope of the whole village.
