411 The light of the right path illuminates the earth
Facts have proved that even if a fat man is not in tune, his skills are still very good.
Between the lightning and flint, seeing the rapidly expanding pothole, I was about to catch up...
"Oh, I just touched so many bright weapons, I can't die now!"
The fat man roared and jumped up!
The body weighing more than two hundred pounds drew an arc in the air that had nothing to do with the word "beautiful".
Ding Ze: "... Damn it! Don't you fucking attack me!"
At the critical moment, he clearly saw the fat man flying towards him. Ding Ze's scalp went numb for a while, he roared, and at the same time, he moved quickly and dodged to the side.
Bang!
The sound of landing sounded.
Fatty once again had close contact with the earth, his voice was equally dull, and it sounded... it must have been strangely painful.
"Hey," the voice reached his ears, and Ding Ze couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly and dodge in time."
Words spread.
Fatty: "(#￣～￣#)"
Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang, who saw what happened: "╮(╯▽╰)╭"
"Old Ding, you guy... I really misjudged the wrong person," the fat man cursed in pain, feeling unhappy.
Ding Ze smiled, shook his head, and then took out a cigarette and said, "You can't blame me, you can only blame yourself. Who made you so fat?"
Fat man: "(??へ??╬)!!! What's wrong with me being fat? I..."
I couldn't finish my words.
Because Shirley Yang suddenly said, "Okay, stop making trouble, look, something is coming out of the ground."
Shirley Yang pointed at the huge pit filled with black smoke.
When Ding Ze and the other three heard this, they all turned their heads and looked over.
The next second.
"Holy shit, why is this black smoke spinning? You can't be wrong! It's definitely a monster coming up, hurry up!" The fat man was frightened, and he shouted with panic on his face, and followed with his hands and feet in a mess.
He took out the submachine gun from his backpack.
Hu Bayi had the same behavior, "This is so damn evil!"
Ding Ze knew what was slowly rising in the pothole, and now he saw the frightened reactions of Hu Bayi and Fatty...
You're an expert, hehe.
When it's time to show off, you must show off.
Otherwise, such a good opportunity to show off would be wasted...a shameful waste.
Thinking about it, Ding Ze took a long breath of smoke and grinned, "I mean, are you scared to death? This thing is obviously buried underground to suppress the mausoleum and suppress the earth's atmosphere. Why?
Will he become a monster?"
Hear this.
Because at this moment, the billowing black smoke in the pit is not only very strong, but also spinning... and also because of the pepper map of Zhenling, it has risen a little...
The three fat men couldn't see clearly, so they took it for granted and wondered: "????"
Hu Bayi: "Zhenling?"
After a confused sound, Hu Bayi turned his head and subconsciously stared at the pothole with wide eyes.
The same goes for Fatty and Shirley Yang.
Ding Ze smiled and said nothing.
The four of them fell silent.
Time passes by second by second.
The diffuse swirl of black smoke is accelerating little by little!
In the sky directly above the pothole, dark clouds piled up layer by layer like crazy, becoming a thick mess, and at a glance, they seemed to be falling.
The thunder rumbled with no pause at all, it was continuous and the sound was one.
This world, for a moment, seemed to have turned into some kind of strange abyss, symbolizing despair and death.
Ding Ze held the cigarette in his mouth and sniffed.
Suddenly, he felt as if he could smell the smell of death very clearly.
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One second, two seconds, three seconds...
About a minute later.
My vision passes through the thick swirling black smoke...
Shirley Yang was the first to speak, with a bit of surprise in her tone, "It seems to be a stone statue."
The fat man also vaguely saw it, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, "Hey, I was shocked. A broken statue making such a big noise is really nonsense."
Hu Bayi then spoke, "It does look like the statue of Zhenling, but this thing is too big..."
Ding Ze held his cigarette in his mouth without saying a word, and turned to look at the tattered jade coffins that had fallen to the ground due to the fall of two large banyan trees, as well as the bodies of the high priest and the skinless python.
When time reaches this moment, both the high priest and the skinless python have naturally lost their vitality and turned into a pile of dry, black coal-like things.
His eyes fell on the pile of black coal...
"From a certain point of view, this thing is really powerful," Ding Ze couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "This fat old man is just a subordinate of King Xian, but his methods are already so unbelievable."
"Then how awesome do you have to be to show Mr. Wang?"
Ding!
When Shirley and Yang heard this, they were all horrified, and then they turned their heads and followed Ding Ze's line of sight in a tacit understanding.
The fat man moved his mouth. He was nervous, but he was not timid, "Old Ding, you don't want to emulate other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige, okay?"
"What's so cool about this fat old man? We even opened his coffin and touched his exposed weapons."
"And you see, we are all fine now, but this fat old man has turned into a pile of black coal."
"What is this called? This is called not suppressing the evil, and what we represent is justice!"
"The light of righteousness shines on the earth. No evil way is our opponent. We are invincible!"
"So, we can easily kill Mr. Xian Wang, no problem at all!"
The fat man chirped for a while.
What's interesting is that as he talked, the fat man's fat face really showed excitement and confidence.
When Ding Ze saw it, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
'Is this the legendary self-hypnosis method?'
Thinking about it, Ding Ze smiled and shook his head without saying anything else.
At this time, Shirley Yang, who frowned slightly, moved her mouth and said, "Fat man, you'd better not be blindly optimistic."
Shirley Yang's worry was clearly shown in her tone.
"I think what Mr. Ding said makes sense," said Shirley Yang, looking up at the sky with layers of dark clouds. "The fat old man in the jade coffin, his mastery and use of Feng Shui and Feng Shui are terrible.
Look at it today, there are already faint signs of collapse."
"Then King Xian was confident that his mausoleum would be extremely difficult for outsiders to break unless the sky collapsed... Now it seems that he is definitely not bragging."
"We must not be blindly optimistic."
Shirley Yang said this for a while.
After finishing speaking, before the fat man had a chance to say anything, Hu Bayi took the lead and nodded, "Besides, this place is not a good Feng Shui point... This fat old man can do such things here.
A big battle..."
"I also know that in order to ensure that his mausoleum is not stolen in the water dragon halo with excellent Feng Shui, the arrangements made by King Xian will definitely be several times, even dozens of times more terrifying..."
Saying that, Hu Bayi sighed, "No wonder Chen Blind said that the tomb of King Xian cannot be robbed."
Frustrating words reached my ears.
Fatty: "→_→!!!"
The fat man was speechless, "What are you two doing? You are singing and harmonizing. The more you talk, the more frustrated you are! My passion has almost been wiped out by you!"
"Don't say such things again, just shut up."
"If you continue talking, I will go back home. Anyway, I have found a lot of bright weapons and made a profit!"
Hear the words.
Hu Bayi: "..."
Shirley Yang: “…”
Ding Ze: "(*^▽^*)"
Ding Ze smiled and looked at the Jiao Tu statue that had risen more than half of the way out of the pit. "Okay, just say a few words. Let's wait and see if there are any clues on this statue."