That smile didn't look like a human at all, it was distorted. Then, he turned his head. Following the fat man, the group completely left my sight.

The fire dragon below was still burning, and only then did I feel a hot stinging sensation in the palm of my hand, and at a glance, I found that because of the violent knocking on the iron, the palm of my hand had been seriously peeled and red.

But this hot pain could not pull me out of the shock at all, and in any case, I couldn't figure out where the person below came from, and the main thing was ...... Why is he so similar to me? Not only the appearance, but even the expression and movements are exactly the same, deceiving the fat man and the stuffy oil bottle.

Unconsciously, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the black cut-out book, and a hair-raising hypothesis came to my mind.

Perhaps, the Wu Xie below is not a person at all.

In the beginning, in such a blowhole, there was no possibility of packet dropping, unless the place was haunted.

Maybe the stomata we see at the beginning are not the original stomata, there is something at work that creates an illusion in front of our eyes, as if the stomata is always leading forward, but in fact, that stomata is composed of many stomata vertically and horizontally, and when all of us are buried in the front, it quietly changes the trend of the stomata in front of me, causing me to drill into other stomata and then ......

And the sentence in the cut book is still my life, maybe...... This corpse had been in the same way as me, so when he pushed away the mud-like thing, he wrote these words.

His companion has never found out whether it is true or false, so he has been trapped here until he dies.

In other words, the fake Wu Xie below may be a fierce ghost, or perhaps, some other creature, I subconsciously remembered the human head snake of Yabuda, there are too many unknown creatures in this world.

Just as I was chilled by this speculation, another question suddenly came to my mind.

Why is it pretending to be me?

Then, I remembered that the stuffy oil bottle and the group were injured, and the alarm bell immediately sounded in my heart, no! This thing is conscious! It deliberately picks the most important characters in the team and directs the rest to dangerous places.

In our team, Tongzi and Gray Mouse are my subordinates, I say to the east, they will never go west, and the fat man is my brother, in other words, more precisely, brother, I am not heartless, I can clearly feel the fat man's care, in this fight, the fat man will argue with me, but most of the time, he will respect my choice.

The other is the stuffy oil bottle, it stands to reason that the appeal of the stuffy oil bottle is the strongest in the team, but this soft brown man, maybe afraid of the blood of the stuffy oil bottle, or maybe for some other reason, it chose to attack me, pretending to be me to blend in the team, and then go to 'discover' and convey some false information, and lead the stuffy oil bottle into danger step by step.

That's why everybody gets hurt.

Second uncle, they may have experienced the same thing.

The more I thought about it, the more reliable I felt, and my whole heart cooled down, at this time, I didn't care if I could go out, and my mind was full of the last hideous smile, and then there was the fat man and they were lured into the trap one by one, and even died.

Where will they end up being liked? Is it the place where you can get older?

I was almost crazy, the kind of situation where I could not do anything about watching my companion being lured into death made me want to hit the wall, and I didn't give up, so I picked up the iron again, endured the burning pain of my palm, and smashed it towards one of the corners of the jade.

I'm going out! I must go out!

I can't die here like this man! If I bring them down, I will take them out alive!

At this time, I couldn't think too much, all my mind was on the iron weapon in my hand, however, at this moment, the two days of fire dragon below jumped violently, and then I saw the fat man and a group of people retreating.

They seemed to have encountered some danger ahead, and they all returned in a backward posture, and even huddled together, except for the stuffy oil bottle.

My heart tightened, immediately put on the jade to look down, I couldn't help but be frightened at a glance, only to see that the following people had new wounds, as if they were drawn out by some sharp weapon, but fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the position of the gray mouse's arm, but a short arrow was inserted, at this moment, the fat man was scolding his mother while treating his wounds.

Tongzi's eyes were firmly fixed on the front, and his chest and lungs were violently agitated, as if he had experienced some kind of vigorous movement.

And the fake Wu Xie stood at the end, his eyes were very worried, and he was rummaging through the salvage bag, as if he was about to find medicine to heal the gray rat.

At a glance, I knew that I had stepped on the mechanism in front, and I almost didn't have to think about it, it must be 'Wu Xie' who was dragging his feet! Damn it! Is the master so bad on weekdays? The stuffy oil bottle that was cut by a thousand knives, and the dead fat man, I still can't see it!

I was so angry that I wanted to scold my mother, and I tried my best to smash it, at this moment, the stuffy oil bottle also retreated, his face splashed some blood, shook his head at everyone, and signaled to rest on the spot, that Wu Xie hesitated for a moment, attached to the ear to the stuffy oil bottle I don't know what to say, the stuffy oil bottle frowned, after a while, nodded, got up, and seemed to be going to the thunder again.

Damn, sir, is this how I usually squeeze labor? When did I not let you heal first? Damn it! Does the stuffy oil bottle have a brain?

After the fat man dealt with the gray mouse's injury, he didn't seem to be able to stand what 'Wu Xie' did, so he directly kicked 'Wu Xie' and argued with him, Tongzi was a die-hard faction, and immediately helped to maintain it, and I don't know what the three of them said, and in the end, it was tense, and after a while, 'Wu Xie' took out a gun and pointed it at the fat man's forehead.

The fat man's whole person was as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes were staring at 'Wu Xie', and after a while, he sneered again and again, turned his head and said something to the stuffy oil bottle, and then put on his own salvage bag, it seemed that he was going to break up.

The stuffy oil bottle looked indifferent, and kept paying attention to all this, as if it had nothing to do with him.

But for some reason, I could feel that the stuffy oil bottle was very gloomy, and his eyes were indifferent, looking at the fat man and 'Wu Xie', as if he had penetrated something.

After a while, 'Wu Xie' put away his gun and walked forward silently, Tongzi and the gray mouse hurriedly followed, and the fat man sat alone in place, his expression was decayed, as if he was desperate.

I wanted to scold my mother when I watched it, and I wanted to scold my mother, and I wanted to cry, and I wanted to cut the wolf cub who pretended to be me below with a thousand knives. Over the years, I have scolded, beaten, and doubted the fat man, but we have never used a gun, but this kid dares to point a gun at my brother!

The fat man sat on the spot, hanging his head, looking like a big mourner, I know that the fat man was hit by 'me', if one day, the fat man pointed a gun at me, it is estimated that I will feel unbearable, so many years of life and death brothers can turn against each other, what else is reliable in this world......

I didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he followed.

The fat man has been sitting below, as if he was dead, I was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, so I could only smash the jade in vain, but at this moment, I suddenly found that there was a small hole in the corner of the jade.

It was almost half the size of a milk straw, and if it weren't for the fact that the dragon below was so shiny and I kept smashing it into the corner, I would hardly have noticed. When I saw this blowhole, it was as if I saw a passage to the outside world, and a surge of hope arose.

I immediately put my mouth to the olet, hoping that through it the sound would come out, and I shouted at it, "Fatty, fat!" I shouted more than ten times, and the fat man seemed to hear something, and he looked up and looked around with a dejected expression, and then smiled bitterly, probably thinking that he was having auditory hallucinations.

I couldn't help but want to scold my mother, my heart said that this jade seems to have a strong sound insulation, the fat man is not in a good state now, I will call it again, he thinks it is an auditory hallucination, maybe he will be annoyed and angry, pat his ass and leave, no, I have to find a way again.

After a few moments, I unbuckled my belt, pulled out the lifeline, and slowly peed into the blowhole.

Soon, there were drops of water hitting the ground, and the fat man finally noticed, raised his head, and didn't know what he was talking about, but his expression was a little complaining, and I understood it when I thought about it, and the fat man was complaining about the leakage in the tomb......