By now, the huge iron-backed centipede was completely stuck at the entrance of the cave and could not move, and the huge sharp giant turtle waved repeatedly.

The crimson eyes were incomparably striking, like two red lanterns carried by someone in the night.

"Damn, let's kill this beast first."

I looked at the huge poisonous centipede in front of me, and thought to myself, maybe the dragon boy had been killed by it.

I threw down the dagger and picked up the folding pickaxe on the ground.

The blow finally shattered its armor, and dark red liquid splattered everywhere.

"Brother Long, this time I avenged you."

I said a silent thought in my heart, and then took a few more turns, until the centipede froze completely.

The fat man saw that the expression on my face was not quite right, and immediately snatched the dick in my hand, and then handed me a cigarette.

I reached out and wiped the liquid splashing on my forehead, and subconsciously stuffed the cigarette into my mouth, and the four of them just sat on the ground and remained silent.

It wasn't until the smoke choked my throat that I suddenly realized how long it had been since I had touched this thing, and since Xiaoyue left, I seemed to have changed as a person, leaving only Xiaoya as my only one.

It wasn't until I suddenly remembered that pretty figure in my mind that I couldn't help but take a big puff of cigarette.

Only then did I remember how much effort I had made to quit smoking, but this time I didn't resist the temptation of the fat man and picked it up again.

Until most of the soot fell again, the iron-backed centipede, which was originally stuck in the gap in the ground, unconsciously came to life again.

The trembling hundred-foot suddenly retreated back to the hole, it turned out that he was just playing dead.

"Damn, it's no wonder that centipedes die and don't stiffen."

"Long Tsai is my nephew, I didn't expect him to die here, and I'm sad."

Uncle Nine's voice echoed behind me, and I couldn't help but sneer, but in the end I didn't say anything more.

The surrounding environment was pitch black, except for the escape hole next to the blue bricks on the ground, and the blood of centipedes splashed everywhere.

I know this thing isn't dead, and sooner or later I'll come back for revenge without realizing it.

Seeing that the atmosphere in front of him was not quite right, Xiao Bai'er was also a knowledgeable person, so he immediately turned on the flashlight to illuminate the surrounding environment.

Just in the next second, a tall figure appeared in the light of a flashlight, almost scaring him half to death.

"Ahh

He groaned and took two steps back, almost missing the hole.

When the fat man and I saw that the situation was not good, we picked up the guy and got up suddenly, only to find that the terrible and terrifying figure was actually a stone statue.

The huge stone statue is about three meters high, occupying two-thirds of the space in the small burial chamber, and he stands on the stone platform with a giant sword in his hand under the light of the flashlight.

With both hands clasped together, the sword in his palm fell vertically, emitting a terrifying glow, and it looked like a real sharp blade.

The carved centipede statue is trampled at the foot of the stone statue, which is lifelike under the skilled craftsmen who cast the tomb.

Other than that, there was no other way out of the entire chamber.

I carefully examined the stone statue with my flashlight, and it was not until I was sure that the centipede under his feet was a real statue, and I was secretly relieved.

In such a short period of time, a few of us seem to be suffering from centipede phobia, after all, that thing is dark and we are in the light, and it is really easy to sneak attack.

"Huh?"

Until this time, Uncle Nine next to me suddenly snatched the flashlight in my hand and lay down at the foot of the stone platform to study carefully.

Following the light, I also found that there was a small piece of small characters engraved there, but I couldn't tell which country it belonged to.

We thought that the oldest Uncle Jiu here would be able to decipher the content of the text, but we never thought that the time was too long, and this time even he made a difficulty.

"Xizai, this is a small seal of the Warring States, although I can translate part of it, but it is not necessarily correct."

I waved my hand to indicate that there was no need, although the way he treated the dragon boy made me feel a little chilly, but after all, with the identity of a fat godfather, I was not very easy to have a seizure.

At the moment, neither this statue nor the text hidden under the statue is really looking for a way out of life.

Our goal is to find the funeral object of Concubine Jin, King Qin III, and then terminate the contract with Little White Face to get a reward of $10 million.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the little white face of the United States with a mysterious smile on the corner of my mouth, and he was the financier of this operation anyway.

Isn't my attitude towards the fat man a little too rude to him?

The little white face was instantly creepy when he noticed my smile at him, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The afterglow of his eyes inadvertently swept towards the statue, and in the next second, a chill that he had never felt before poured from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

I noticed that the statue's eyes were staring at me like a living person, and it was so weird.

"Ahh

My shouting woke the others, and the fat man turned his head to look at me, and for a moment I didn't know how to explain to them what was happening.

I stared at the stone statue, could it be that the statue's gaze was originally aimed at me, but I didn't notice it just now.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, Uncle Nine, you are the oldest, what do you think you should do now."

I tried to ease the atmosphere and direct everyone's eyes to Uncle Nine, which can be regarded as finding a step for myself and him.

"I can't take care of your young people's affairs so much, you and my godson will take care of the rest."

Uncle Nine waved his hand, and I couldn't help but be a little surprised with an indifferent look, the fat man got up and patted the dust on his body, and then picked up Uncle Nine.

The fat man and I glanced at each other, and the experience of such a long time had already allowed us to cultivate an invisible tacit understanding.

"There should be an exit to other places in the back of the centipede cave, I think this time I will take the lead, Ganzi, you will break off."

"Whistle when there's any danger."

I nodded, picked up the dagger at my waist, and clenched it in my hand, the sharp, cold light on my face even tougher.

Until the centipede burrow again, everyone couldn't help but cover their noses, the smell was really disgusting.

It wasn't until I was the last one to go into the cave that there was a sudden and inexplicable noise behind me, and I will never forget that sound.

"Wow..."

It's like the crisp sound of a person's joints that have not moved for a long time.

My heart almost rose to my throat, and the dagger in my hand couldn't help but get a little heavier.

"Who."

Cheering to embolden myself, I'm going to look back completely, who is pretending to be a ghost?

Uncle Nine and the fat man's figures gradually disappeared in the centipede hole, but I knew that if I didn't remove the threat behind me, disaster could happen at any time.

The burial chamber that had just been overhead had been carefully inspected by me and the fat man, and there were no hidden mechanisms.

So since there is no place to hide people, where did the voice just come from?