My grandfather nodded and said: "Yes, this thing is called a two-headed puppet. It is very evil. My dear, shut your mouth tightly. The wound will heal automatically after a while. The blood of our old Guo family is three-flavored."
The introduction of real fire is really dangerous, but fortunately God favors us, the wound heals quickly and leaves no scars, otherwise our old Guo family would not be able to survive in this world."
As my grandfather said this, I immediately felt that my tongue was almost numb and not so painful anymore.
I quickly shut up and turned to look at the mural on my grandfather's side. It was the same as the one I was looking at. It can be seen that since my grandfather knew about the two-headed monster, he must have seen it faster than I did.
Now the masked man is separated from us. Looking at him outside, he fights with both sides with all kinds of tricks. He must be very skilled. I think my grandpa is also good at it, but he is old and I have never seen him stretch his fists and legs like Wang.
Fatty and I fought almost randomly, and we fought hard. We couldn't even say that we could send one of our own people to the west. Suddenly, I looked up at the rows of two-headed crows on the cave wall, and my head got bigger.
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Fatty Wang pointed at the row of coffins and said angrily in a rough voice: "Damn it, it turns out it's this monster who is neither human nor ghost. He cast a blind eye on us. Now we can see everything clearly. I put the coffins
All these monsters in there should be burned."
My grandfather quickly stopped him and scolded him for being stupid, saying that he couldn't deal with this two-headed puppet and if you provoke others, wouldn't you be living a boring life?
The fat man asked: "What should we do now? Should we wait until the little brother comes back or should we open the door first?"
This sentence really stopped my grandfather. He looked at the tomb passage behind the mural on the left, let out a breath, and said, "This guy is quite courageous. It seems that people with high skills are bold."
I lowered my voice and said, "Maybe this guy is as familiar with this place as he is with his home. He's not sure what he did secretly, leaving this damn fat man here to coax us. I already thought they were suspicious, but now I think
I’ve never seen the Japanese Taro and the bandit boss from Zhaojia Village. I’m sure they’re the same group. Grandpa, I don’t think this door can be opened. After opening the door, they came out to harm us. I can’t guarantee it now.
The cat must be hiding in the tomb passage at the back."
After hearing my analysis, Fatty Wang gave me a thumbs up, frowned his eyebrows and curled his mouth, and said: "Awesome, I fucking believe your analysis. It shows that your skills as a liar have reached their peak.
If I, Wang Dianlong, were to be slandered like this by you, I might as well just die. Even if it was my fault that I killed my uncle and aunt, things must come to their own conclusion, so don’t be petty!"
When he said this, my face turned red all of a sudden. I couldn't bear it. My voice became louder and I said, "Damn it! You're talking about a little person's heart! Do you know you stinky dog?"
This life was given to you by my bodhisattva heart, but I don’t want to repay my kindness, so I bite you back!"
"Let me ask you! The guy covering his face is not familiar with this place. How could he know how to use two-headed crows to get out of here? This tomb was created by our witch burial sect. He understands this tomb better than us. Isn't this called life?
Do you doubt it?"
My grandfather frowned and agreed: "Fat boy, what your elder brother said makes sense. I've almost seen the mural. It's true that there is no record of how to get out."
Fatty Wang was at a loss for words for a long time before he said: "This...this should have something to do with the silk picture in his hand. I asked repeatedly, but he just wouldn't show me what to do. He just told me a little bit..."
As soon as he said this, a strong and fishy smell suddenly blew out from the tomb passage behind the mural on the left, and all the torches in our hands were suddenly extinguished.
