Zhang Haike appeared quietly and said this as if he was deliberately trying to scare people.
The fat man didn't worry about him. He turned around and came forward to kill him face to face. He rolled his eyes sullenly and said, "I'm talking about you. Are you happy to hear that?"
Zhang Haike looked at the big face that suddenly came closer and the fat man's trembling eyelids. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly lost the desire to be amused and decided to ignore him.
He turned to Zhang Zhuxun and said, "I probably know who the owners of these wooden towers are."
Wu Xie asked in surprise: "Who is it? You found something that can prove their identity."
"Come with me." Zhang Haike smiled mysteriously, waved, turned around and wormed his way into the wooden pagodas again.
When Wu Xie saw that he was trying to pass things off, he thought that what he found must be something unusual, so he decided that it would be better to go and see it with his own eyes.
He was about to step forward to step on the steps when an arm came across to stop him, "Wait a minute."
Wu Xie was stunned and looked at Zhang Zhuxun inquiringly, "Muyu?"
However, he saw Zhang Zhuxun just staring at Zhang Haike's back, his expression a little strange.
The alarm bells rang in Wu Xie's head, and he immediately began to suspect that something was wrong. From the time they entered here, and then opened two stone doors, there were no other surprises except for encountering a centipede that was not too troublesome. Looking back now,
This journey has been incredibly smooth indeed.
Wu Xie's expression gradually changed, so at what point did the problem begin?
He racked his brains to recall, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Zhuxun next to him suddenly raising his hand, pointing the muzzle of his gun at Zhang Haike's back, and fired a shot without any hesitation.
There was a buzzing sound in Wu Xie's head. Damn it, could this Zhang Haike be the Wang family's replacement? Is the overseas Zhang family's team a colander?
With his mind in a mess, Wu Xie looked up and saw that Zhang Haike did not fall down immediately after being shot, but slowly turned around. His face, which was exactly the same as his, first showed the disbelief of being betrayed.
Staring here, resentment, curse, regret...
Zhang Haike's expression kept changing. As Wu Xie watched, his confused thoughts gradually began to understand that this person was indeed not Zhang Haike.
Even if he was really shot for no reason, Zhang Haike would not show such an angry and resentful expression, but would immediately use all the surrounding environment to save his life or complete a counterattack.
Even for himself, even if Muyu points a gun at him one day, he will feel that there is danger behind him.
Even if the bullet fired from the gun really hit him, his first reaction would probably be that the wooden fish hand was damaged and the shot missed. He should practice more after that.
Many thoughts surged through my mind in an instant, and another gunshot sounded in my ears.
After being shot again, the ever-changing expression on Zhang Haike's face, like a fan pattern, finally solidified and turned into a blank, pale face like a piece of paper, straight like a dummy.
"Return to your original self." Zhang Zhuxun said calmly, speaking in Tibetan, "If you dare to show off in his shell again, I will burn down your home."
"Zhang Haike" struggled for a few times, and when he saw Zhang Zhuoxun blowing on the fire stick and pretending to light it up, he reluctantly took a few steps back and retreated to a wooden tower.
Immediately afterwards, the upper half of its body suddenly dropped down as if it was broken at the waist, as if it had turned into a ball of soft mud, and melted into the wooden tower behind it.
Wu Xie stared at that place in surprise. There was no one there. It really disappeared in a blink of an eye.
If Muyu hadn't been by his side, he would have almost suspected that he was hallucinating again.
"What's going on?" Wu Xie asked, "He, what is it? Why did it disappear all of a sudden? Is it another hallucination?"
"By the way, Fatty!" He remembered that Fatty was also nearby and should have seen him just now, so he turned around to confirm.
When Wu Xie turned his head, he realized that the fat man beside him had disappeared. He immediately reacted, pulled out the big white dog leg, and cursed: "Damn it, it took the fat man away!"
No wonder that ghost retreated so easily.
Zhang Zhuoxun pressed him down, shook his head, and handed him the fire seal in his hand, "Burn this place down, and you can see them both."
Although Wu Xie didn't understand why, seeing that he was still calm, his anxious mood stabilized.
Muyu was so calm and composed, which meant that the situation was not bad. At least he knew that Fatty and the others were definitely safe at the moment, they were just hidden by that thing.
When he took the fire dumplings, he saw residual blood stains on Muyu's hands, and knew that he had just used blood to scare away the "ghost" who knew Tibetan.
He took out the alcohol from his backpack and sprinkled it all on the remains of the wooden tower that first collapsed. He then lit the paper with a fire stick and threw it on top.
The fire gradually began to expand. Strangely, the flames were yellow at first, then gradually turned blue, and the wooden tower burned like a will-o'-the-wisp.
The two of them retreated to the door, and Zhang Zhuxun explained lightly, "What is being burned now is phosphorus made from rotten bones."
"That's the corpses in these wooden towers." Wu Xie asked again, "What about Fatty and Zhang Haike? This place is probably only that big. Where will they go? Do we have to burn all these corpse towers one by one?"
"No need." Zhang Zhuxun tilted his head slightly, listened, and said, "They are here."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was sudden movement among the wooden towers burning with phosphorus fire, and a wave of air blew out, making the blue fire ball float up.
Zhang Haike emerged from the fire dragging a big lump behind him and chuckled, "I wonder why you still remember me."
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows and motioned to Wu Xie to pour some water to put out the fire, "You want to find out what's going on yourself and have to get into their encirclement. How can you rely on me?"
Zhang Haike chuckled and dragged the things behind him to the front, "Hey, your little friend, I was a few seconds late and he had already eaten several pieces. Think of a way to cure him.
Otherwise, it will be troublesome to be trapped in the dungeon."
"What's going on?" Wu Xie was confused, "What did the fat man eat?"
"Eat some good food." Zhang Haike smiled maliciously, picked up two bronze helmets, pulled out the skulls inside, and gave one to Wu Xie.
The two used their helmets as containers to scoop water from outside the stone gate and pour it on the will-o'-the-wisp.
Zhang Zhuxun dragged the fat man aside and pressed the Lianquan and Tiantu acupuncture points on his neck to induce vomiting.
Wu Xie was worried, so after pouring a few ladles of water, he threw away his helmet and walked up to Zhang Zhuxun, wanting to see what the fat man had vomited out.
Seeing this, his scalp suddenly felt numb.
The incompletely digested biscuit batter that the fat man vomited was also mixed with a dozen teeth that were ground like beads and strung together with ropes.
Wu Xie almost trembled, his stomach was turbulent, and he almost vomited it out. He suppressed his nausea and asked: "Where did he pick this thing up? Why did he eat it in his stomach? Could it be that it was eaten just now?"
That shadow-like thing is haunting you?"
Although the fat man was a little greedy, he would never stuff it into his mouth when he saw a string of beads, not to mention that this thing was polished and strung together with human teeth.