At this time, Wu Yi finally realized the feeling that the blind man had mentioned before, this feeling of powerlessness watching his body uncontrollably was simply incomparably bad.

And Wu Yi still has an inexplicable sense of panic, no matter whether he was really dead or faked dead before, as long as he lies down at this moment, I'm afraid he will really never be able to get up......

Therefore, Wu Yi's heart was struggling desperately...... But it was useless, in this strange and absurd situation, the feeling of despair in Wu Yi's heart became stronger and stronger......

Finally, at a certain moment, Wu Yi's heart was like ashes, his head was splitting, and he didn't want to spend a little more effort to think about it.

Hey, anyway, there is a blind man next to him, so if he dies, he will die......

Thinking like this, Wu Yi stopped struggling, and let his body lie down slowly, gradually overlapping with himself in the coffin.

And at the moment when the two bodies of himself were almost completely overlapping, Wu Yi suddenly heard two dull gunshots in his ears, and a bullet seemed to fly past his ear, and he didn't know if it broke something, and a liquid with a strong fishy smell splashed Wu Yiyi's face!

Wu Yi suddenly felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and he shivered all over, and then felt that everything in front of him was beginning to become foggy, and the roof of the strange rock cave above was also a little twisted, and everything became unclear!

"Who fired the shot?"

Wu Yi tried to maintain the last trace of sobriety, and the more he pondered, the more he felt that something was wrong, he was obviously in the primeval forest of Junggar, how could he suddenly appear in a hole thousands of miles away from here again? If he died here a long time ago, then how can the rewards and tasks issued by the system be explained later?

All this logic is simply wrong, and it can't be wronger! It's ridiculous and outrageous!

Wu Yi bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, under the stimulation of blood, Wu Yi's feeling that something was wrong became stronger and stronger, and everything in front of him was even more blurry, and he vaguely heard someone shouting anxiously next to him,

"Master Wu, wake up! Wu Ye! ”

The sound was like a thunderbolt sounding in the flat ground, Wu Yi was slightly stunned, although he hadn't figured out what was going on in front of him, but his instinct was to tell himself that this special thing had definitely fallen into the trap again!

Gou Ri, could it be that he fell for the evil spell and couldn't do it!

Thinking of this, Wu Yi slapped himself hard with all his strength, and suddenly his whole body was shocked, and the scene in front of him immediately changed as if it was magic!

I saw that I was still standing in the main tomb road at this time, next to the dry old tree that had been dead for I don't know how many years, and the old tree did not have the dense holes and eyes I saw before, so naturally there were no Vietnamese bird-catching spiders coming out of it!

The entire shriveled tree, only near the fork of the branch, grew a red sarcoma that seemed to be a huge fruit!

This sarcoma is not a good thing at first glance, but at this time, when Wu took a closer look, he found that this sarcoma actually had facial features like a human face, and the outlines of the eyes, nose and mouth were extremely obvious!

It's just that at this time, this sarcoma was shot, and the gun's eye was bubbling out with red juice, with a fishy smell, Wu Yi touched his face like a conditioned reflex, slimy, it seems that the fishy juice that splashed on his face before should be sprayed out of this sarcoma!

Wu Yi hurriedly turned his head to look at his side, only to see that the fat man in front of him was also in a daze at the dead tree, and at this time, like himself, there was a confused expression on his face.

Next to the fat man stood the blind man, who was holding the double-barreled shotgun in his hand at this time, and the muzzle of the gun was still emitting gunsmoke, aiming at the dead tree in front of him!

At this time, I heard the blind man shout again,

"Master Wu, fat master, you two wake up quickly, don't follow the way of this human-faced incense tree!"

After that, the blind man slammed another shot, but this shot did not hit the red sarcoma, but hit the trunk of the tree, and suddenly sawdust flew everywhere!

And this shot rang out, Wu Yi and the fat man's brains completely resumed their operation, and the fat man shouted,

"Hey, I said blind, when did you snatch my gun from the fat man?

Tsk, but what happened to me? I seem to see them again? I was still wondering why they came to the primeval forest of Junggar, and I was awakened by you, it turned out to be his grandmother's dream! ”

When the blind man heard the fat man finally reply, his old face relaxed, but then he shouted,

"Fat master, you and Wu Ye are both in the way of the owner of this tomb, and now the old man has no time to explain to you, you hurry up and find a way to wake up Wu Ye!"

Wu Yi also probably guessed it at this time, so he hurriedly said,

"Blind, I've woken up too! But what's going on here? This tree ......"

When the blind man heard Wu Yi's voice, he was immediately surprised,

"Master Wu, you're finally awake! This is not the place to talk, there are strange things in this tree, and the old man is not sure if it has any other tricks, so let's hurry forward and talk as we go! ”

The blind man said that, he returned the double-barreled shotgun to the fat man, and then hurried forward.

Wu Yi and the fat man also hurriedly followed, Wu Yi took two steps and looked down, the thief saint hand bone was still lying quietly on the ground, and hurriedly picked it up and brought it.

The three of them ran forward for dozens of meters in one breath, and then stopped, and the fat man and Wu Yi still had some pimples in their hearts, so they asked the blind man what was going on?

The blind man said,

"Master Wu, fat master, you two really scared the old man to death this time!

When the three of us passed by the dead tree earlier, the old man asked you two if you had smelled the smell of rouge gouache, but you two did not say anything.

The old man asked a few more times, but the two of you still didn't speak, so the old man had to reach out and push you, but the two of you just stood motionless, as if you had become a wooden man!

Fortunately, the old man once remembered some records about the ghosts in this Western Regions mythology, so I suspect that the two of you have fallen for its evil!

The old man was there to make a move, but who knew that things were not as simple as the old man thought, the two of you seemed to be trapped, and in the end the old man had no choice but to snatch the shotgun from the fat man's hand, and fired a few shots at the ghost dhara by feeling! ”