Chapter Ninety-Three: A faint fragrance

(Update delivered, continued tomorrow)

The three of us obviously didn't expect that this rotten corpse with only a skeleton left would have so much courage to stage a scene of a strong man breaking his wrist. We were stunned. He Tao and I subconsciously touched our chins.

White Bone held the broken jaw in his right hand, tossed it aside, and walked towards us.

"So you're going to go." Ali stepped in front of me and Tao, and then I saw her hand reach into her pocket again.

I knew what Ali was going to do as soon as I saw it. But wasn't her finger injured when she confronted Ghost Mantong just now? How can it still be used now?

Thinking of Ali's bloody ten-fingered appearance, I just wanted to stop Ali, but before my mouth could open, a crisp sound rang in my ears. The crisp loud bang echoed throughout the chamber, causing my ears to ring. When I came back to my senses, I found that the bones in front of me had fallen apart. A pile of bones was scattered all over the ground.

"Damn," I rubbed my eyes, "Ali, do you still know qigong?" ”

Ali was also stunned: "No, I haven't moved yet." He raised his hand and shook it.

When I looked at it, I found that Ali had her hands still in her trouser pockets and hadn't taken them out. But if it's not Ali, is it Hetao? Thinking about it, I looked at He Tao, but I found that He Tao was the same as me, and he also looked confused.

"Hey," a voice sounded from behind him, "Fat man, I saved your life, if you don't say thank you, don't you praise me?" ”

The voice of a fat man.

Almost immediately, I turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. At this time, the fat man was leaning against the door of the tomb with a gun, and there was a wisp of white smoke floating from the muzzle.

"Fatty?" I let out a tentative scream.

The fat man had one arm, and the fat face was slightly raised, revealing an expression of enjoyment: "Come on, praise me!" Crazy praise for the fat man! ”

Praise?

I walked up and kicked the fat man's ass.

The fat man obviously didn't expect to be greeted with a flying kick, but he still dodged it: "Hey, what the are you doing?" ”

"What for?" Thinking about it, I came to the fire: "Why the hell are you showing up now?" As I spoke, I grabbed the fat man, held him down, and kicked him firmly.

"Haven't you seen a movie? Saviors only appear at critical times. "The fat man patted the footprints on his buttocks, and said in the right way.

"Fart. The savior will look like you, and the world might as well be extinct. I rolled my eyes.

The fat man ignored me, looked at Ali, and asked, "Yo, it's going well, right?" ”

Ali was slightly stunned, but then recovered: "Oh, it's okay. Nothing. With that, Ali looked at me.

The fat man looked at He Tao again: "Hey, buddy, I haven't seen it." ”

"Hey, what are you doing, my friend, don't make it look like an interrogation."

The fat man scratched his head and smiled: "Don't mind, just ask." After speaking, he looked past us to the coffin placed in the center of the tomb, smacked his lips, and said, "Yes, we have found it here." As he spoke, he looked at Ali: "The little girl is good." ”

Ali smiled and didn't speak.

"Come," the fat man waved at me as he walked over to the coffin, "come and help me." ”

"What for?" I walked up.

"It's all here, what else can I do? Of course, it's down. The fat man rolled his eyes, pointed to the inner coffin and said, "Lift the bottom of this coffin, and the entrance is below." ”

"You're letting me come?" I pointed to myself.

"Why don't I come?" The fat man asked rhetorically, "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

I secretly cursed the fat man in my heart, so I had to go up. But when I looked inside the coffin, I found that there was no bulge for me to grasp and exert force. In other words, I couldn't lift the bottom of the coffin at all.

"Whoa." The fat man next to me handed me something. I took it and took a closer look, Damn, a military hand axe.

"What are you stunned, work." The fat man urged.

"Why the do you still have an axe?" I looked at the fat man with a frown.

"What's that," the fat man shrugged, and the gun in his hand shook in front of my eyes: "Fat man, I can have a gun, what is an axe." As he spoke, he urged me again: "Oh, you hurry up." How mother-in-law mother-in-law. ”

I rolled my eyes, stood in the coffin with the axe in one hand, and then looked at the fat man again.

The fat man found out that I was looking at him, and he just wanted to talk about me, but I immediately raised my hand to stop it, indicating that I should not disturb me to do things.

Standing in the coffin, I stomped the coffin vigorously and found that there seemed to be a faint muffled sound coming from below. Looks like the passage is really down here. Thinking about it, I raised my axe and slashed at the bottom of the coffin.

After a few splits, I made a cut at the bottom of the coffin. After a few more splits, a black pull ring larger than a palm was revealed at the bottom of the coffin. I straightened up and looked at the fat man, and asked him what to do next.

The fat man stretched out his head to take a look, mumbled, and waved his hand to let me out of the coffin. Then he stood outside and bent over to hold that pull tab, "Hey! He screamed and pulled suddenly.

I thought the fat guy could pull that tab up. At least his momentum convinced me to think so. But the fact is that the fat man's movements froze in place, and the pull ring at the bottom of the coffin was not pulled up for half a minute because of the fat man's roar.

"Can you do it?" I asked the fat man.

"Okay, why not?" The fat man let go of the pull ring and stood up straight: "A man can't do it." ”

"Then you're on it."

"Don't interrupt," the fat man turned me aside and looked at Ali, "girl, come and help me." ”

"She?" I was stunned for a moment, then pointed at He Tao and then at myself: "There are two big men here, you don't call them, how can you call a girl to help?" ”

"You know the." The fat man gave me a blank look: "Do you know how much strength it takes to practice puppetry?" After speaking, he paused and said: "Let's not talk about exaggeration, just your hundred and dozens of catties of meat, do you believe that she can lift it casually?" ”

"Is it really that powerful?" I was stunned again and looked at Ali. Ali didn't speak, but walked up and stood side by side with the fat man on the edge of the coffin.

"Come on, fat man, I'll say one, two, three." The fat man bent down and twisted his buttocks, looking like a Japanese sumo wrestler.

As the fat man said, Ali's strength is really great. The pull ring made a sound of iron ropes pulling under the combined force of the two of them, and then I saw the whole coffin being pulled up by the two of them.

Ten seconds later, a pitch-black stone staircase sloping down appeared in front of us. But as the coffin was pulled open by the fat man and Ali, a faint but very pleasant smell wafted out of the passage.

"What does it smell like?" The fat man sniffed hard. "Which of you brought toilet water?"

Not to mention, listening to the fat man, this smell is really a bit similar to flower water.

I found that the fat man was looking at me, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't look at me, I'm full and have nothing to do, what are you doing with flower water?" There are no mosquitoes in here. ”

The fat man looked at Ali and He Tao again, and both of them shook their heads to indicate that they didn't bring it.

The fat man took a breath, took another hard breath, and then looked at the passage at his feet: "Dead people don't also use flower water, do they?" Are dead people afraid of mosquito bites? ”