Ding Ze and Fatty walked very slowly, one on the left and the other on the right.
He was about to walk to the porcelain.
Sudden.
With a thud, one of the large blue and white cloud dragon porcelain jars suddenly shook, making an absolutely frightening sound.
The sound is so loud!
Immediately, the fat man stopped, his body was shaken, his face quickly turned pale, and he whispered, "Old Ding, I suddenly have a stomachache and want to poop, how about..."
Ding Ze: “….”
"roll!"
Just one word, straightforward.
After saying that, Ding Ze continued to move forward.
When the fat man saw it, he felt helpless and had no choice but to bite the bullet and tiptoe.
This large blue and white cloud dragon porcelain vat was so big that even if Wu Xie and the three people standing behind them all shined their flashlights straight in this direction, they still couldn't illuminate the space behind the porcelain vat.
The two walked for a short while and reached a place about twenty centimeters away from the large blue and white porcelain vat. The fat man stopped again, stretched out the diving gun in his hand, and carefully poked the porcelain vat.
The porcelain jar shook slightly, but other than that, there was no other movement.
Seeing this, Ding Ze thought that the time was right, raised his feet, pretended to be heartbroken, strode to the porcelain vat, moved the gun muzzle downwards, and aimed it at the space behind the vat.
"Um?"
The sound of surprise came out, probably because he saw that Ding Ze was not attacked by the little zongzi. The fat man got a little bolder, so he rushed over in three steps and looked behind the tank.
"What the hell, it turned out to be a broken box, I was shocked," the fat man breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily.
The speaking voice is a bit loud.
When Wu Xie heard this, he was too curious to say anything. Seeing that there was no danger, he naturally ran over in a hurry.
"This is not a box, but a coffin," Ding Ze said in a deep voice when he heard Wu Xie's footsteps.
As soon as the words came out, Wu Xie ran over and looked down and saw the small coffin, "Brother Ding is right, this is a baby coffin with two phoenixes..."
Both people said it was a coffin. The fat man immediately gave up his disbelief and looked at it carefully again, "So, there is indeed a small rice dumpling here, but where is it?"
The fat man asked, Ding Ze thought for a while...
This part of the plot in the original work uses a technique often used in online novels, called [Intelligence-Reducing Strike].
To put it simply, people like Fatty Wu Xie became stupid in an instant and forgot the fact that just a few minutes ago, the big porcelain vat next to the coffin had moved...
'This is really embarrassing for me!'
Thinking about it, considering that the white-haired Hanba in this big porcelain tank will have some plot in a while, he has to roll all the way to the end of the corridor...
Ding Ze had no choice but to bite the bullet and show off his acting skills. He frowned tightly and suddenly said urgently with a serious look on his face.
"Back up, back up quickly!"
As soon as these words came out.
The fat man was as witty as ever. Without hesitation at all, he decisively retreated two meters away.
Zhang Tuzi and Aning also reacted very quickly.
Only Comrade Wu Xie did not move, he just stood there with an innocent and confused expression...
'Hey! If it weren't for the protagonist, nine lives would never be enough to die.'
Ding Ze sighed helplessly again, reached out and took Wu Xie's arm, pulling him back.
The five people retreated almost to the spring and stopped.
"Old Ding, what's going on?" The fat man's face turned pale again and he asked anxiously.
"That little rice dumpling is probably in that big porcelain vat," Ding Ze maintained a serious tone, "There is no wind here, and that porcelain vat won't move on its own..."
As soon as the words came into his ears, the magic power of [Intellectual Subduing Strike] failed, and the fat man instantly understood what Ding Ze was talking about, "Old Ding, what are you doing with your ink? Hurry up and give that thing a shot!"
As soon as he heard this, just like in the original plot, Wu Xie immediately became anxious, "No, let's find out what's going on first. This large blue and white Yunlong porcelain vat from the Yuan and Ming Dynasties is definitely a treasure. It may not be available anywhere else in the world."
there's a few……"
"Besides, whether it's a zongzi or not, it hasn't moved much yet. If we shoot it and make it angry, this hellish place is so big and even more dangerous."
All right.
The first half of this remark is, to be honest, quite speechless.
The second half does make a little more sense.
The fat man thought about it and said nothing.
At this time, Aning, who was anxious to enter the main tomb, seized the opportunity and urged: "Never mind, since the thing hasn't moved, let's leave here first, enter the main tomb, and fight quickly without wasting time."
With that said, Aning raised his feet and started to walk towards the stone door.
Wu Xie seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with what Aning said, and subconsciously prepared to follow him.
See the situation.
Ding Ze really felt a headache and had no choice but to quickly reach out to stop Wu Xie, "Don't panic, if you don't know what's in the porcelain jar and rush in like this, what if it catches up from behind..."
As he spoke, Ding Ze prayed crazily in his heart, "Damn it, little Hanban, it's your turn, please give me some strength!"
With anticipation, Ding Ze looked at the porcelain jar again. He calculated the time and found that it should be about the same.
'What the hell, move quickly!'
Ding Ze was really anxious and a little irritable.
Fortunately, after waiting for almost three seconds.
finally.
‘Click!’
The white-haired Hanba finally arrived as promised and shook the porcelain vat again, and this time, the shaking was obviously harder!
Bang!
After a brief shaking, the porcelain jar fell to the ground. Because of the strong and sophisticated materials used, it did not shatter, but rolled around!
Get out of here!
And seeing it rolling towards the direction of the five of them, Comrade Tianzhen finally realized that he was afraid. First he trembled, and then he hurriedly took a few steps back.
The fat man was also a little numb. He quickly backed away and raised the diving gun in his hand, ready to shoot. "Damn it, Old Ding, it's going to kill us. We'd better strike first and then... um."
?”
The fat man couldn't finish his words.
Because I saw that the porcelain vat was rolling, suddenly changed its direction, rolled towards the stone door, and soon hit the stone door frame and stopped.
The fat man was confused.
Wu Xie saw this scene and was naturally confused.
at the same time.
The tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, who should be normal, were all confused.
"What the hell! What is this?"
"What's in that porcelain jar?"
"I'm so anxious! Anchor, stop inking and shoot quickly! Don't you still have grenades? Throw one in, don't be a coward!"
"...you upstairs, please stop talking nonsense. What if it's really a rice dumpling? I've never heard of the saying, "The king of hell is easy to give away, but the devil is difficult to deal with." If this is really a rice dumpling, it will be a complete mess.
!”
"Hiss! That makes sense. I've seen those little ghosts in horror movies, and they're all awesome! I think you'd better not mess with the host."
"Yes, don't provoke me, otherwise you may get cold!"