"Haha, I just said that this guy, Fatty, is smart, and it turns out he is."
"The fat man is a talented man, as wise as a fool."
"There is thinness within roughness. It is thick when it should be thick, and thin when it should be thin."
"????There's something wrong with you upstairs!"
"I got it wrong."
"Haha, the people in this live broadcast room are also talented people. I like it here so much that I don't want to leave."
"Bah! A bunch of evil LSPs, they can't do anything but engage in sexual intercourse."
"Upstairs, you are pretending to be innocent. If you were really that innocent, you wouldn't even understand what we are talking about!"
"..."
The crowd of spectators was still noisy.
The third floor of the Demon Tower.
While everyone was eating, they were chatting and making noise. It was like having a picnic, and the atmosphere was quite lively.
After eating and drinking, we rested for a while.
"That's almost it. It's time to get down to business. Let's keep digging," Hu Bayi said as he put out the cigarette butt between his fingers, stood up.
Hearing this, Ding Ze and others moved to stand up without any trace of ink.
At this time, Uncle Ming suddenly called out, "Everyone, wait a moment, we are about to dig up the glacier crystal corpse. I have to pay my respects first and see if it is good or bad. Please wait for me."
After saying that, regardless of whether Ding Ze and others agreed or not, Uncle Ming pulled the backpack and gently took out the thirteen-whiskered porcelain cat. Then, he counted the thirteen whiskers of the porcelain cat very carefully.
After making sure that all the whiskers were there and not missing, he gently placed the porcelain cat on the floor, and then called Axiang, Han Shuna, Peter Huang, and A Dong to worship together.
Axiang and others remained silent, and obediently knelt down to the porcelain cat together with Uncle Ming, and started to worship.
See the situation.
Looking at the porcelain cat on the ground and remembering the truth about those whiskers, Ding Ze smiled a little. He couldn't help but leaned into the fat man's ear and whispered in a very low voice, "This old man can't even lie to others, but he can't even tell himself."
Lie, he is a talent!"
The fat man didn't understand, so he asked tactfully in a very low voice, "What do you mean?"
Ding Ze smiled and said, "You have bad eyesight. The first time I saw this porcelain cat at the old man's house, I discovered that those thirteen whiskers will never break."
When the fat man heard this, he was shocked, "Ah? Why?"
Ding Ze: "Because they are all sticky."
After hearing the words, Fatty's eyes suddenly widened and he was shocked, "Fuck! Are you so awesome?"
Ding Ze smiled and said nothing more.
The fat man ignored it and stared at the porcelain cat with extremely focused eyes.
At this time, Uncle Ming and others had just finished bowing. Uncle Ming reached out and gently took the porcelain cat, and slowly stuffed the porcelain cat into his backpack. The best man
The porcelain cat was no longer in sight. The fat man scratched his head and asked Ding Ze in a low voice, "Shall we talk about it?"
Ding Ze shook his head, "Forget it, let the old man lie to you and feel at ease. Otherwise, we may be annoyed to death."
Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately nodded in agreement, "That makes sense!"
The two ended their conversation.
More than ten minutes later.
After the same operation as before, Hu Bayi pried up the wooden board leading to the entrance to the fourth floor of the Demon Tower.
Then, the fifth floor, the sixth floor...
In this way, everyone went all the way down, spent about two hours, basically without stopping, and arrived at the seventh floor of the Demon Tower, opening the entrance to the eighth floor.
The entrance appeared, and everyone still looked down first.
Look at this.
The fact that there was something very strange about the eighth floor and that it was very different from the seven floors above was immediately revealed to everyone.
At first glance, I saw many figures around the eighth floor.
The figures seemed to be clinging to the surrounding tower walls, and the flashlight could not illuminate them clearly, only vaguely illuminating the figures.
As soon as they saw these figures, Fatty and Hu Bayi shouted almost in unison, "No! If there is any situation, copy the guy!"
The two of them moved very quickly. As soon as they spoke, they had already picked up their guns and pointed the muzzles downward.
See this scene.
Ding Ze immediately had a joking idea, and gave the two of them a thumbs up decisively, "Awesome, the reactions of these two comrades are awesome."
Upon hearing this.
Hu Badun immediately showed a helpless expression, and at the same time, he put down the gun, speechless.
The fat man didn't have this consciousness, so he still held the gun and said with a smile, "Old Ding, you probably underestimate me."
Ding Ze smiled. Best Man
The fat man's wit is indeed accidental.
"How dare you, fat man, you are the most powerful. So, for such a powerful fat man, please move the gun, or do you want the corpses below to see how powerful you are?"
Fatty: "..."
Fatty is not stupid, at most he just reacts a little slowly sometimes. How could he not react when he heard these words now?
The fat man reacted, and the fat man was unhappy.
"Old Ding, you are so mean, you will be beaten to death sooner or later!" The fat man threatened through gritted teeth.
Ding Ze still smiled and ignored the threat, "Okay, this eighth floor is interesting. Come on, bring me a pot of ginger juice. I'll go down and explore the way for you."
He actually knows that there is a high probability that there are no fire ladybugs down there, but, who knows if this game world will be troubled in a place like this.
A little caution is not a bad thing.
Hu Bayi had no ink marks, so Ma Liu took out a pot of ginger juice from his backpack and handed it to Ding Ze.
Ding Ze took it, without saying a word, twisted his body and jumped down.
After landing, Ding Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and immediately moved the flashlight in a pretentious manner, shining at the figures in a leisurely manner.
After taking a look around, Ding Ze spoke and said to the people above, "There are nineteen corpses, all of them are male, they are all sitting, their faces are too dark to look like, other than that, they don't look like living people.
What's the difference...that's not the point."
At this point, Ding Ze deliberately stopped talking and teased Hu Bayi.
as expected.
Hu Bayi was anxious, "What's the point?"
Ding Ze smiled silently, "Don't worry, I have to make sure...Okay, I'm sure, these corpses are dressed very strangely, they are very similar to the bronze figures displayed in the Celestial Palace of King Xian's Tomb."
When Shirley Yang heard this, she was immediately excited, "How similar is it?"
Ding Ze didn't make any excuses this time, "It's probably not a coincidence that they look alike."
Shirley Yang became even more excited, "I'll come down right now."
Saying that, Shirley Yang was about to move.
Hu Bayi quickly stopped him, "Wait a moment, don't worry."
After stopping Shirley Yang, Hu Bayi said to Ding Ze, "Old Ding, just in case, spray all those corpses with ginger juice first. There might be fire ladybugs inside those corpses."
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"This is already the eighth floor. Logically speaking, there is a high probability that there will be mechanisms."
Ding Ze didn't expect that he would need to do this, but it was just a small thing and he didn't mind. It was idle anyway.
"No problem, I usually like watering flowers, just think of it as watering flowers."
Hu Bayi was speechless and didn't know how to reply.
The fat man smiled and said, "Hey, Old Ding, you still have this kind of hobby. I've never heard of you talking about it."
"Hehe, it's naturally not easy to talk about such private matters outside... After all, the watering of the flowers I mentioned should be different from what you think."
Fatty: "????"
[Your Ancestor] A bunch of idiot viewers in the live broadcast room: "??????"