"No, little brother, think about it carefully, did you and Zhao San make any special moves in front of the mirror at that time? This move was something that Chen Cripple and the sick ghost didn't do. ”

Lai Zi shook his head, still thinking that it was impossible for Chen Cripple and the sick ghost to be copied, otherwise he would definitely bump into him.

"Did you touch the mirror, for example?" Laizi inspired.

"If I said that the third uncle and I had done the same thing, we should have stayed in front of that mirror for a while! It seems that Uncle Cripple and Uncle Ghost passed quickly at that time, and they didn't notice the mirror. ”

Zhang Meng thought about it carefully for a while, and then said.

"There is a certain possibility of what you say. Let's assume that the mirror has some kind of magic, and if we stay in front of it long enough, it will make a copy of another person who is exactly the same, which would explain why the cripple and the sick ghost were not copied. Lai Zi nodded, agreeing with Zhang Meng's guess.

Although he still can't accept Laizi's statement in his heart, in all fairness, Zhang Meng really can't find any excuse to refute Laizi's words.

Since Zhao San fell down the stairs and climbed up again, it was like a different person, Zhang Meng heard a loud noise at that time, and it was very likely that Zhao San was pushed down by the clone at that time. And it was so dark that I couldn't see what was under the stairs at all.

"Laizi, when you saw the third uncle, was he okay?" Zhang Meng asked.

"There are some injuries on my body, but it's okay. He must have discovered something......" Yoriko smiled awkwardly.

"That's a good point!"

"Good thing you're not the clone, otherwise you'd have an extra bullet hole in your head now!"

Suddenly a dull voice sounded in the dark place, startling everyone, and the sick man quietly raised the fire hammer a little higher and faced the dark road.

"Don't shoot, it's the third uncle, the third uncle's voice!"

How could Zhang Meng not hear that this voice was Zhao San's, he jumped up excitedly and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

"You dead old man, you've come here alone to wander around and have fun, I don't know how worried we are!" Zhang Meng said viciously, but his eyes were a little red.

He saw the fake Zhao San tearing the female zombie in half just now, and his heart was almost broken, and now he saw the real Zhao San standing in front of him intact, although he felt a little dreamy, but he still couldn't suppress the love in his heart.

If it weren't for the fear of losing face, he would have been crying a long time ago.

"Good boy, I know that you are worried about the third uncle, and I haven't hurt you for so many years!" Zhao San grinned with a mouthful of white teeth and smiled, he glanced at the few people sitting next to him with a somewhat complicated expression, and there was a little more indescribable love in his eyes.

He and Zhang Meng went over to find a place to sit down, but they looked a little cautious when they sat down.

"Third uncle, are you injured?" Zhang Meng was a little surprised.

"A small injury, give this little brother a bite." Zhao San snorted at Lai Zi and said with deep resentment.

"That...... At that time, you didn't also think about sneaking up on me, let's not talk about these calves! As soon as Lai Zi saw Zhang Meng's fire-breathing eyes, his heart was empty, naturally a good man didn't eat the loss in front of him and said a few good words, God knows what kind of nerves this kid will have.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

The sick ghost said softly, and Chen Cripple also nodded slightly, there was not much need for words between them.

"Third uncle, when did you give the bag?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Damn, how do I know, when I went to the well, I suddenly pushed someone, I thought it was you stinky boy who made money and killed him, and came to pit your third uncle! Fortunately, this well is full of mud and stinky water, otherwise Lao Tzu would really not have the life to come to see you. When I was in the well, I walked around for a long time, tired and hungry, but at last I found a passage, but soon, I was led here by a man! Zhao San's face became very weird.

"The one who led you, isn't it...... Looks like me? ”

Zhang Meng asked a little strangely, because three of the four clones that Lai Zi said were already dead, Zhang Meng suddenly had a spirit, could it not be his own clones who appeared.

"You guessed it right!" Zhao San saw that Zhang Meng's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly became stern.

"It's just the same, it's exactly the same! The man came out out of the blue, and the table he gave me was very strange. He said that he was separated from everyone, and then he was very indifferent, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and I knocked on the side along the way, but that person knew everything about everything, which dispelled my worries, after all, there could not be two people who were exactly the same. At the time, I just thought that you were scared silly, but then I felt that something was more and more wrong......"

"That your every move doesn't look like a person at all!"

Zhao San said that Zhang Meng was furious, and listening to Zhao San talk about another self is really weird.

"That man spent the whole day without eating, drinking, or sleeping, and he did things in a daze. At that time, I thought that this was broken, it should have been possessed by the dirty things of this tomb, and there was no black dog blood or anything at that time. ”

"And then?" Zhang Meng looked at Zhao San and always felt that he would do something unreliable.

"Then I saved the pee and sprinkled it on his head while he wasn't paying attention, trying to force that filthy thing out!" Zhao San said.

Zhang Meng was dumbfounded when he heard it, although that person was not himself, but thinking about giving Zhao Sanyi a urine on his head, he had an extremely disgusting feeling.

"That guy didn't react, and then he encountered this shabby settlement and scared people away!" Zhao San pointed at Lai Zi and scolded.

"Fuck you, how do I know what nerves you're getting? Who told you that you can get rid of dirty things with urine, do you understand the boy's urine? Is your pee a child's urine? If you want me to smell that pee, I'll run! Fuck you're still chasing a bird to chase people, and Lao Tzu's soul scares you out. ”

As soon as Lai Zi heard that Zhao San actually pointed the finger at him, he immediately came out in anger and immediately retorted.

Zhang Meng was almost speechless, what kind of person is this third uncle, thinking of Zhao San holding his pants and chasing people around with a bird in his hand, he felt a chill, and the faces of the sick ghost and Chen Cripple became extremely weird.

Zhao Sanrao is thick-skinned, and he feels a little embarrassed to be stared at by so many people.

Zhang Meng said to Zhao San very seriously: "Third uncle." ”

"Huh?"

"You're such a talent!"

"Stinky boy, you're squeezing me!" Zhao San was annoyed and angry.

"No, if the third uncle is possessed by dirty things in the future, you will kill me directly......" Zhang Meng said sincerely, and he suddenly felt a little sympathy for himself who he had never met.

Zhang Meng looked at Zhao San, who was annoyed and angry, and a feeling of joy surged in his heart, no matter what, his third uncle was fine.

"By the way, Brother Laizi, what is the origin of the mirror, it is so weird?" Zhang Meng stabbed Laizi and asked.

Only he may know this kind of mirror here, after all, the Touching Gold Captain has been inherited since the Three Kingdoms period, and it is much older than modern tomb robbers, and he should have a deeper understanding of various hidden historical customs.

Laizi was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head: "I have never heard of such a mirror, not even in my master's notes. But in some of the old mythological novels, there's something that resembles this thing......"

Speaking of this, his eyes lit up.