"Crazy, are you sure he doesn't know you," Jia Fat said in a smumbled voice, "People care about you very much"

"Fatty, don't go" Mu Zifeng glared at Fat Jia and signaled to stop.

Seeing that Mu Zifeng was so serious, it didn't seem like he was joking, so he stopped.

At this time, Mu Zifeng's heart "banged", in his eyes, who was the strange person who was suspended

Could it be that he was really Professor Wu, and the sweat on Mu Zifeng's back penetrated down instantly.

Looking at the "strange man" suspended in mid-air, Mu Zifeng tried to shout

"Senpai, you are"

The man did not answer, but hung his head and did not speak.

"Crazy, what should I do" Jia Fatzi, who was waiting on the side, became a little anxious, he held the gun and the card, and waited for Mu Zifeng's order.

"Wait a minute" Mu Zifeng motioned to Jia Fatzi not to act rashly, he held a flashlight, and the light extended towards the layers of steps.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mu Zifeng felt another chill in his heart

Sure enough, there were traps on the road ahead.

I saw that on the steps in front of me, there seemed to be densely intertwined countless silk threads.

The "weirdo" suspended in the air is right, so many silk threads are intertwined, there must be something boring.

"Brother Feng, can you go or not" Zhao Zichuan's words sounded from behind Mu Zifeng.

Seeing Mu Zifeng looking ahead, Jia Fatzi naturally didn't dare to disturb Mu Zifeng, turned around and waved to Zhao Zichuan, signaling him not to come over.

"Alas" Zhao Zichuan saw the situation, sat on the ground with his ass, and complained to Lu Qingyou, "Qingyou, do you think we can go out?"

"Young Master Chuan." Lu Qingyou looked at Mu Zifeng's back meaningfully, and said softly, "If Young Master Feng can't go out, we can't go out." ”

"Miss Lu is right, Young Master Chuan, you better wait patiently" Ah Yi saw that Zhao Zichuan was impatient, and hurriedly reassured.

"Well, well, it's pitch black anyway, and I don't know day or night, so I don't care about this time anymore."

Zhao Zichuan nodded thoughtfully.

Emperor Jue didn't look like he was awake, holding his arms and looking at everyone coldly.

"Fatty, you stay where you are." Mu Zifeng took a step forward and walked towards the person.

Whether it was Professor Wu or not, he must come forward to recognize it clearly, after all, tracking the underground world and looking for Professor Wu's traces is also a purpose.

In Yangshui Town, he had seen the Daxia script on the wall many times, and you must know that in the world now, there will be no more than three people who can write the Daxia script, and one of them is Professor Wu.

There are not many coincidences in the world, and if there are coincidences, nine times out of ten they are man-made.

Professor Wu can translate the Great Xia script, and when you enter the Yinhu Tomb, you need to translate the Great Xia script, the Dongying people and the blue-clothed people are looking for books in the Great Xia script, and the master Wu Xi is in the Bliss, all of these seemingly unrelated things are connected, so an answer comes out.

The Dongying people or the blue-clothed people needed to crack the stone gate array and enter the Yinhu Ancient Cemetery Palace, so they kidnapped Professor Wu, and in order to avoid being tracked by the police station, they used a similar corpse Li Dai Taozhuang.

Walking all the way from the jade steps, Mu Zifeng found that the man in blue seemed to have fallen into the trap's plot and was almost wiped out.

Then the immediate one

The weirdo, most likely, is that person

In the blink of an eye, Mu Zifeng had already walked to the feet of the strange man, and the silk threads a meter away were coiled together, woven into a dense formation.

"Don't go, it's dangerous." The "weirdo" lifted his cape-like head and spat out a few words.

Mu Zifeng put up a flashlight, and by the light, he looked at the "weirdo".

The "strange man" wore no shoes, and although he was dressed in white, he was in tatters, covered in bruises, and his whole body was covered in blood, as if he had been severely punished.

"Who the hell are you and why do you call me Feng Apprentice," Mu Zifeng asked with a heart.

"Ahem, cough, cough" The "stranger" coughed violently, and after a while, he spit out a few words weakly

"Because I'm your master."

When Mu Zifeng heard these words, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his head, and his brain "buzzed" and stood in place.

"Crazy, crazy, what's the matter" Jia Fatzi yelled behind Mu Zifeng, but Mu Zifeng seemed to be deaf and couldn't hear a word.

Could it be that Professor Wu had a strong force that drilled into his ears and rippled in Mu Zifeng's body.

This is not possible, why did Professor Wu appear in the Yinhu Ancient Tomb.

Due to the close distance, after Mu Zifeng tried his best to calm down, he remembered the familiar voice and felt that it was indeed from Professor Wu.

Whether he is or not, Mu Zifeng must save him.

He was a little crazy, and hurriedly hugged the feet of the "weirdo", trying to rescue the "weirdo" and identify one and two.

"Don't move," the "weirdo" stopped in a low voice, "The thread on my body is the tendon on the body of the deep-sea ichthyosaurus, and it is extremely tough, once you pull it, it will trigger the mechanism." ”

At this time, after hearing so many words from the "weirdo", Mu Zifeng didn't need to look at the "weirdo's" face anymore, and knew that he was Professor Wu.

"Master" Mu Zifeng's tears welled up in his eyes, and after searching all the way, he finally found Professor Wu, at least he could give an explanation to his wife.

Finding Professor Wu also shows that Professor Wu's life is safe.

Mu Zifeng became excited, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't worry, even if the apprentice is dead, I will save you." ”

After that, Mu Zifeng pulled out the shovel and was about to cut off those silk threads.

"No, no." When Professor Wu heard Mu Zifeng's words, he immediately became angry and reprimanded, "Are you crazy, you can't save me like this, and you will kill your friends, you are stupid."

Mu Zifeng was stunned.

Jia Fatzi looked at Mu Zifeng from behind, just in a hurry, but he didn't know what to do.

"Feng Apprentice, you listen to me" Professor Wu didn't seem to have much strength, he tilted his head and said to Mu Zifeng, "I have a total of nine threads tied from my left arm to my leg, and the same is true for my right arm. You have to untie them by the number of days, or we're all going to die here. ”

"Days" Mu Zifeng was instantly stunned when he heard Professor Wu's words, he really didn't know how to do it.

"Master, teach the disciples" Mu Zifeng looked up at Professor Wu, his eyes full of expectation and admiration.

"Wind apprentice, you start with the silk threads on the left side of my body, and cut those threads in the order of 1, 3, 5, and 7 from top to bottom." Professor Wu tried his best to maintain his middle breath and said slowly, "Cut off the 1, 3, 5, and 7 on the left."

Cut the 1st, 3rd, 5th, and 7th silk threads on the right side of the body. Finally, cut the left double silk thread until the right double silk thread is cut. ”

"Why did Master cut the singular first" Mu Zifeng was a little confused when he heard this, and asked in confusion, but he thought that Professor Wu must have his reasoning, so he continued, "Master, I will do what you say."

Professor Wu nodded, but saw Mu Zifeng pick up the shovel and cut the silk thread.

"Stop" Professor Wu saw Mu Zifeng's movements, and shouted with all his might, "Feng apprentice, don't be so reckless"

"I'm following your request," Mu Zifeng heard Professor Wu's shout and stopped again.

"These threads are extremely tough, but they break when they come into contact with iron tools." Professor Wu stared at the shovel in Mu Zifeng's hand and sighed, "Your shovel is so big, it is inevitable that it will not cut the surrounding silk threads, so you can't use a shovel." ”

Mu Zifeng thought to himself that since Professor Wu spoke like this, he couldn't use a shovel to cut the silk threads on his body.

So what to do

Mu Zifeng wrinkled his brows, he turned around and saw the fat man Jia who didn't know what to do, and he was in a hurry and thought about it.

"Fatty, come here" Mu Zifeng beckoned Fat Jia to come over.

"Crazy, are you calling me?" asked Fat Jia, pointing to himself.

"Don't be verbose, come here." Mu Zifeng wiped away the tears on his face, turned around and knelt down in front of Professor Wu.

"Master, now that the arrow is on the string, I have to send it, the apprentice is offended" Mu Zifeng kowtowed a few times towards the steps, blood burst out from his forehead, and he said word by word, "Today's matter, if the master misses half a point, the apprentice will never live alone"

"Why are you bothering this, for the teacher to understand your mind." Although Professor Wu was hanging in the air, he was still embarrassed.

Jia Fatzi just walked behind Mu Zifeng, looked at Mu Zifeng who was kneeling, stayed for a while, and asked, "Crazy, you don't kneel easily." What the hell is going on here?"

"Fatty, don't chew your tongue, it's my dearest person above" Mu Zifeng stood up, stared at Jia Fatman's eyes and said, "Fatty, look at how many silk threads there are on his body"

Jia Fatzi raised a flashlight and shone it, touched his chin and said, "Nine on the left and right, well, it's nine, it should be right." The fat man still knows how to count. ”

"Okay, Jia Fatty, I'll let you stand here, hit those silk threads one by one, and break one with one shot, are you sure" Mu Zifeng seemed to have made a painful decision, and asked Fat Jia in a deep voice.

"This distance, only two or three meters, I am not sure." Jia Fatzi shook his head and said.

In fact, Jia Fatzi is right, don't look at the distance of two or three meters is very close, but when hitting such a thin and densely distributed silk thread, the bullet can easily jump to other silk threads.

It is difficult to break a thread with one shot that Mu Zifeng demands.

"Then what do you say" Mu Zifeng was surprised at first when he saw Fat Jia say this, but thinking that Fat Jia was a marksman after all, what he said should be true.

"That's easy, I took ten steps back to be sure I hit the target one by one." Jia Fatzi raised his gun and said confidently.

"Fatty, human life is at stake, don't brag" Mu Zifeng glared at Jia Fatzi viciously and said, "You must know that it is Professor Wu above, my master, and there must be no half-point difference." ”