Zhang Guozi looked at the waste wood people all over the ground, and the arrogance in his heart was restored again. He found the past self who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, people blocked and killed people, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha.

"Who else? Give it all to Grandpa Zhang, and I'll abolish all of you. Zhang Guozi's voice revealed infinite confidence.

A loud and muffled voice came from the depths of the house, "Boom, boom, boom!" "Listening to the footsteps, it weighs four or five hundred pounds.

"Oh my god, what a weird thing this is." Zhang Guozi raised his head and looked up and said. In front of him stood a wooden man. This Big Mac is about two meters tall, and one thigh is as wide as the waist of a pot.

He was full of rhetoric just now, and at this time he kept moving beyond the wooden door. His hand reached behind him and kept twisting the handle of the wooden door, but the handle did not move. "It's over, it's going to be braided."

The wooden man smashed it with a punch, and Zhang Guozi dodged it, and the wooden fist smashed a large seal deep on the wooden door. Zhang Guozi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and avoided it, if this punch hit his body, he would definitely go to the West Heaven to see the Buddha. Zhang Guozi slipped behind the wooden man, although this guy has great strength, but the rotation of his body is definitely not flexible. I didn't expect Zhang Guozi to slip away like this, and the wooden man also reacted. Normally, he needs to turn his body 180 degrees to face Zhang Guozi. However, the lower half of the wooden man's body was as steady as a rock, the upper half of his body was immovable, and his neck turned 180 degrees directly against the pot.

"It's okay." Zhang Guozi angrily kicked the wooden man in the stomach, and the wooden man remained motionless. Zhang Guozi hugged the wooden man's leg and tried to remove his leg, but he couldn't do anything for a long time. The wooden man saw Zhang Guozi holding his leg and kicked it out, but this kick did not shake off Zhang Guozi, Zhang Guozi hugged his thigh tightly. The wooden man threw his fist at Zhang Guozi's head. Zhang Guozi deftly climbed onto the back of the wooden man, and then rode on his shoulder. The wooden man wanted to continue to turn his head, but Zhang Guozi's two thighs jammed his neck fiercely, preventing his wooden neck from turning freely. This trick is really good, and the wooden man was reluctantly subdued by Zhang Guozi. The wooden man trembled, trying to knock the pot off through vibration. Zhang is like a plasticine, tightly glued and does not let go at all. The wooden man took a few steps back and pressed the pot against the wall. Zhang Guozi's back was hurt by the stone wall. Still, he gritted his teeth and hugged the wooden man. "I just won't let go, I just won't let go."

The wooden man threw his hand in the air indiscriminately, but because of the design, his hand was not as dexterous as that of a person, and it couldn't hit a pot. Zhang Guozi was very happy, he felt that he had found a way to subdue the wooden man.

The wooden man had the last resort, and he ran several steps forward, ready to lie down on the ground behind him. If his method succeeds, the pot will be pressed to the ground by his weight of hundreds of pounds, smashing a bloody blur.

Zhang Guozi realized the wooden man's thoughts, what should he do? Let it go? I finally climbed onto the head of the wooden man, how could I just let it go. But the wooden man's big stride had already been taken.

At this moment, Zhang Guozi's five fingers curled up together, forming the shape of a drill bit, and slammed into the neck of the wooden man. With a creak, the junction of the wooden man's head and body was destroyed by the pot. The wooden man lost the ability to fight, this place was its lifeline, and his whole body instantly scattered into a pile of loose building blocks.

Zhang Guozi was lying on the ground panting, even if his qi could be condensed normally, after the fierce battle with the big and small wooden people just now, his physical strength had already been overdrawn. He looked at his hand, and when he attacked the neck of the wooden man just now, he felt that his hand had grabbed something, and now he saw that it was a copper coin, and Yongzheng Tongbao was written on it. How could there be such a round square hole in the neck of the wooden man? Anyway, let's lie on the ground and rest for a while. Zhang Guozi put the copper coin into his arms.

Zhang Guozi has a martial arts body and is still so difficult to deal with the wooden human array, and Dou Zhenhai, who said that he was a cross talk artist, was just let into the Tumen. What awaits him in the earthen gate?

After Dou Zhenhai walked into the earthen gate, the color of the entire interior was very dim. He had just taken two steps when he felt that he had touched something, he thought it was a person, and quickly took two steps back, but he didn't expect to be hit by something on his back.

"Ah, what's going on, what's going on?" He couldn't see anything, and he was very panicked.

The whole hall lit up at this time, and five lampstands hung on the walls, on which open flames were lit one after the other. At this time, Dou Zhenhai saw the situation in the entire room.

The room is densely packed with dozens of figurines, these figurines are dressed in armor, all wearing short brown, legs tied leggings, threaded tracks, and free of helmets and hair. Dou Zhenhai's height is about 1.65 meters, and he looks very small standing in front of these figurines. He measured the height of the figurines with his hand, and they were all a head taller than himself. What's even more amazing is that the craftsmanship of these figurines is very exquisite, and their facial expressions, costumes and hairstyles are different. Some of the figurines are solemn and unsmiling, and some have smiles on their faces. Dou Zhenhai swept through each figurine and found that the appearance of each figurine was different. At that moment, he felt that these figurines seemed to be vivid and vivid people in their lifetime. Their appearance is modeled after the appearance of people. Walking Dou Zhenhai stopped in front of a clay figurine, he felt like looking in the mirror at that moment, how could the facial expression of this clay figurine be exactly the same as his appearance.

"Boom, boom, boom." The figurines suddenly turned, and their necks, arms, and legs could all move. When they moved, they scattered a lot of dirt on their bodies. Dou was a little frightened, and he shrank in the corner through the clay figurines.

The figurines buried their neat steps, they gathered from all sides, their right hands raised upwards in unison, and a sound came from their mouths, "Gale, gale, gale." ”

These figurines could still speak, and Dou Zhenhai couldn't believe his ears, "Gale? "It's not windy, why shout about the wind.

Dou Zhenhai responded tentatively, "Are you humans or ghosts?" ”

All the figurines turned around and stared straight at him. "Thief, thief, thief."

Dou Zhenhai pointed at himself with his mouth open, "I, I'm not a thief, and I don't know how I got here." ”