However, as soon as he was about to pass, he saw a villain suddenly appear in front of Huo Yibin. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little man was pinched out of the mud, and he walked and jumped, as if he felt his gaze, stopped walking towards Huo Yibin, turned around, and looked at him.

The clay figure has eyes and a nose on its face, and its expression is like "funny", grinning and sneering.

Is this something made up by the ancients?

The ancients understood the meaning of "funny expression"?

Regardless of whether the ancients understood it or not, Fang Wuyong felt panicked when he saw the expression of the little clay figure at this moment.

This is a situation that has not been encountered when robbing tombs before, and the ancestors have not said in the book that they have seen such a thing, is this ancient tomb really because of its age, so there is such a strange thing?

Although it seemed that this mud man was quite fresh, his hands and feet were so nimble, and he didn't twist it off because of walking, as if it had just been pinched out, Fang Wuyong found it extremely hard to believe that this was something left over from a thousand years ago.

Could it be that this is the zongzi that was pinched out just now?

Impossible, right?

Isn't that teasing him?

Fang Wuyong subconsciously held his breath, hoping that the thing relied on his breath to locate and find the prey.

The clay man tilted his head suspiciously, raised his mud hand, and beckoned.

Fang Wuyong was not mistaken, that was the posture of beckoning.

Because after the mud man beckoned, another clay figure that looked exactly like it came out of the darkness.

The two clay figures nodded to each other, the clay figure before pointed in the direction of Fang Wuyong, and the clay figure on the opposite side nodded again.

After that, the clay figure from before continued to turn around and walked towards Huo Yibin, who had no escape.

After that, the clay figure that was recruited walked straight towards Fang Wuyong.

Then, it seemed to be unable to determine if there was anyone here, standing still in front of Fang Wuyong.

Fang Wuyong felt that his own strategy should be useful, and he didn't dare to breathe in a hurry.

On the other side, he was still looking distractedly at the clay figure walking towards Huo Yibin.

On the one hand, he wanted to see what these clay figurines were and what they wanted to do to humans.

On the other hand, he also hoped that the clay figure would be caught in the net, and if the net could catch it, it would mean that he was not afraid of these things.

However, something happened to Fang Wuyong's surprise, the clay man stepped on the net of heaven and earth unharmed, and then walked in front of Huo Yibin.

The clay figure raised its hand, and a needle glowing green shone out of its arm.

Huo Yibin looked at the clay man, because he felt the familiar aura on the clay man, so he laughed.

The zongzi really came, and it really didn't go on a rampage.

Huo Yibin felt inexplicably relieved.

He had already started to get dizzy from the blood loss, but that didn't prevent him from laughing at Fang Wuyong with the same mocking expression on the clay figure's face.

The strip of cloth in his mouth had already been spit out by Huo Yibin, and Fang Wuyong and Yan Qingze didn't care about it in the first place, hoping that he would shout and use him to attract zongzi.

However, Huo Yibin didn't shout before, and he spit out the strip of cloth just because the dirty strip of cloth was uncomfortable in his mouth.

"Hahaha, I'm going to die of too much blood anyway, I'm not afraid of this thing, Fang Wuyong, don't think you can escape, you'll die too, if you do too much, you will always be found by ghosts." ”

Fang Wuyong was ridiculed, but he didn't dare to speak, he just stared at Huo Yibin viciously, he wanted to see how long Huo Yibin could still be hard-mouthed.

However, Huo Yibin just wanted to use the power of zongzi at the last moment to make a fool of himself.

Therefore, he immediately shut up and looked at Fang Wuyong coldly.

As the saying goes, you are afraid that the air will suddenly become quiet.

At first, Fang Wuyong didn't know why Huo Yibin suddenly stopped scolding him, wouldn't anyone who was going to die show a verbal prestige?

Just when Fang Wuyong thought this, the clay figure who was about to stab down stopped.

Fang Wuyong immediately understood, Huo Yibin, a bastard, actually learned from him to hold his breath!

Didn't you just say that Ling Ran faced death with such righteousness?

Now it's not disgusting that he's doing it for!

Fang Wuyong's heart trembled with anger.

I can't wait to kill Huo Yibin with a shot just now, but the zongzi didn't attract it, and it disgusted him.

Fang Wuyong was angry and angry, and because he had been holding his breath for a long time, his face turned red.

After all, he was not a swimmer who had professionally practiced breath-holding, and Fang Wuyong felt that he couldn't hold it anymore.

He had to think of an idea to attract the attention of these two clay figures, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Qingze, who was black and not moving, and did not continue to shout for help, he couldn't count on it, he must have died, otherwise those two things would not have let go of such an obvious living person.

Fang Wuyong took out something from his body and threw it not far away.

With a "bang", there was a loud movement in the dungeon.

However, the two clay figures with their ears pinched out looked like deaf people, and they couldn't look at the place where the sound came from.

It seems that they do not rely on sound localization.

Just rely on the breath of the living person that leaks out of the breath to locate it.

In an instant, another idea came to him, and Fang Wuyong took out his gun and pointed it in the direction of Huo Yibin.

Huo Yibin saw the gun and knew that Fang Wuyong was threatening him, so he was either shot by the gun or took the initiative to breathe himself.

Although in fact, Huo Yibin has always been secretly breathing, but Fang Wuyong didn't find out, Huo Yibin knew in his heart that that zongzi was so smart, he must be designing Fang Wuyong.

And those two clay figures definitely didn't rely on their breath to locate their targets.

Zongzi does this, just like a cat teasing a mouse.

Therefore, as he signed a ghost contract with Zongzi, he naturally had to cooperate with the will of the "master" and play with the gopher together.

Up to now, Huo Yibin didn't dare to interrupt the "master" Yaxing, and he didn't dare to make obvious breathing fluctuations, so that Huo Yibin found that the clay figure was not positioned by breathing.

Huo Yibin is now in a dilemma, as for whether Zongzi will spare his life, or whether Fang Wuyong's shot will be shot, it is really not something he can control, otherwise he will still have to die if he disturbs Zongzi's plan.

I can only watch what the clay figure in front of me does.

The clay figurines moved.

The clay figure raised his arm again.

The clay man's arm stabbed at Huo Yibin.

Huo Yibin, who was facing the clay man head-on, naturally saw the needle on the clay man's arm more clearly, at this time, he felt that Zongzi wanted to kill him, because he had just seen the clay man who was suddenly knocked apart behind Fang Wuyong.

Another clay figure also came out from behind Yan Qingze, so why did Yan Qingze suddenly go crazy and scream and die, it must have been done by the clay figure.

However, Huo Yibin felt that when the clay man's arm touched his leg, there was no pinprick feeling.

Zongzi doesn't want to kill him!

In this way, Huo Yibin felt that he should create a little terrifying scream to scare Fang Wuyong because he should cooperate with the meaning of zongzi.

(To be continued.) )