"Young man, this damn place is indeed the headquarters of the Zhang family. What kind of ghosts, ghosts, and snakes is this?"
After swallowing a sip of saliva, the fat man's eyes suddenly showed a bit of fierceness. He clenched the engineer shovel in his hand, smiled evilly, and followed the barely visible footprints on the ground to find the way to the third road.
During this period of time, Fatty suffered a lot in this damn place.
How could you not be happy when you finally see a moving object that you can use to vent your anger?
Hu Ming said that in this ghost place, apart from them, there was only one breath deep in the ancient building.
Obviously, this sudden sound is definitely not a living creature!
"The little fat guy has a bad temper..."
Hu Ming laughed, muttered something, and called Wu Xie and Xiaohua to come up together.
After all, the upper level is the only way to go. You can't get around it no matter what. You will have to face that dirty thing sooner or later.
Before leaving, the fat man, who was a little itchy because of the unknown, borrowed a pistol from Wu Xie, pointed it at the small box above his head with the light on, raised the gun and shot.
boom!
The fat man's shooting skills were not bad either. He shot one of the thousands of boxes above his head and broke the hanging rope.
Hu Ming had quick eyes and quick hands. He took a step forward and caught the falling box. With a little force, he crushed the seemingly valuable wooden box into pieces.
Inside the box was a withered palm.
It's the right hand.
Just like the little brother, the index finger and middle finger are extremely long. It is obvious that its owner had extremely deep two-finger caving skills during his lifetime.
"No, this is what you want to see... do you like it?"
Hu Ming casually threw his withered palm to Wu Xie and teased.
This floor has been the "Tezuka" of the Zhang family for generations!
The Zhang family has had a family rule since ancient times. If a pure-blooded member of the clan dies outside, his or her clan must bury the dead body in an ancient building.
At the same time, the right hand of each corpse will be buried separately.
To be honest, Hu Ming couldn't understand what the Zhang family's weird rules were all about.
The head of the Zhang family has Qilin blood, and it is easy for unknown events to occur when living abroad, causing some unexpected changes. The family members with Qilin blood were brought back to the ancient building and buried in order to prevent accidents.
But, cut off the right hand separately and put it in place?
This is a bit difficult to understand.
"..The Zhang family's barrenness is very distinctive..Innocence, you just like this one, don't you?"
The fat man looked at the palm in Wu Xie's hand, smacked his tongue repeatedly, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Fuck you! You really like this one! Your finger is even forked. Just like this hand, it has five forks, right? Two are long and three are broken?"
After staying with the fat man for a long time, Wu Xie was very good at talking.
"You two, now... forget it, it's up to you."
"But, even for places like Tezuka, there are too many places, right?"
"I remember Uncle Ming, you said that it only took a few hundred years for the Zhang family to move here, and then the Zhang family declined during the Republic of China."
"In the end, all the remaining clan members left here and sealed up the ancient building... If you calculate carefully, this period did not last long, but are there too many right palms here?" Xiaohua looked at the two of them.
They chatted about dirty jokes as if no one was around, sighed with their foreheads raised, and then murmured in confusion.
"You don't think that the Zhang family moved their living people here just by moving their clan, right?"
Hu Ming, who had already found the entrance stairs to the upper floor, turned around and smiled strangely.
"Not just the living people? Could it be that...they also moved here together with the clansmen who died in ancient times??"
Hearing this, Xiaohua felt horrified.
According to Hu Ming, the Zhang family has a history of a thousand years!
How many clan members have died in the past thousand years? Who can count?
So, in this Drum Tower...
"Sir, is it possible that this big old building is full of corpses?"
"Are the Zhang family crazy? They have been eating, drinking and sleeping on countless corpses for many years. This is scarier than settling next to a mass grave!"
"Normal people would become ghosts if they grew up in a ghost place like this!"
Fatty and Wu Xie immediately gasped and lighted up, and froze in place as they followed Hu Ming's climb up the stairs.
For a moment, everyone only felt a gust of cold wind, as if there was an unknown entity blowing cool air behind them.
What's even more concerning is that, as if to meet the occasion, the footsteps that were getting louder upstairs suddenly disappeared when a few people ascended the stairs.
"Logically speaking, the Zhang family has exhausted all the efforts of the entire clan, relocating the clan's territory for thousands of years, searching for dragon caves, and absorbing the dragon's feng shui to conceive a terrifying existence. In this special environment, there will never be another pregnancy in the ancient building.
It’s possible to raise other dirty things.”
"But this footsteps... is interesting. Did they accidentally destroy some kind of Feng Shui structure?"
Hu Ming ignored the three people behind him and continued to climb the stairs unhurriedly, murmuring in his mouth.
Inadvertently, Hu Ming had revealed a shocking millennium plan of the Zhang family.
"...it takes thousands of years of time and energy to continuously absorb the dragon's veins and feng shui to nurture something terrible."
The corner of Wu Xie's mouth twitched fiercely, his face under the gas mask was extremely ugly, and he subconsciously repeated what Hu Ming said in a low voice.
"Damn, I feel like this operation is not going to end well, that bastard Menyouping... When I get back, Fatty will definitely make Menyouping come back!"
The fat man grinned and tightened the engineer shovel in his hand.
Having come this far, it would be too embarrassing to give up and return.
"..."
Xiaohua silently looked at Wu Xie, who had fear in his eyes but continued to move forward unswervingly, and sighed helplessly, but in the end did not say anything about giving up.
Going up to this level, you can see a lot of wooden fences at once - it seems that this level has finally become normal.
But everyone knew that there must be dangers on this floor that they had not noticed yet. They looked alert, tensed their muscles, and slowly opened the door to the nearest room.
