As soon as he threw it out, he regretted it, damn it, this is the end of the calf, that ghost thing is going to be angered by the fat man.

In the hurry, the fat man couldn't take care of much, and kicked Wu Xiaoxie, who was leaning against the stone pillar in a daze, with one kick.

Leng Buding was kicked, Wu Xiaoxie jumped up and was about to get angry, when he suddenly saw the fat man squeezing his eyes desperately at him.

Just wondering, the fat man silently pointed in the direction of the cave, Wu Xiaoxie came back to his senses, looked in the direction of his finger, and was suddenly startled.

Wu Xiaoxie immediately picked up the gun standing on the side of the backpack and handed it to the fat man, and the two of them took the gun and lit it one by one, and slowly touched it over there.

Click, click, and suddenly there was a crisp, creepy chewing sound in my ears.

The two of them who listened to it broke out in a cold sweat, damn it, what the hell, could it be that the rice dumpling on the throne is working?

Wu Xiaoxie shook the miner's lamp in his hand slightly towards the throne, and found that the fake Queen Mother of the West was sitting there decently.

What the hell is that? Could it be some other monster in the cave?

Wu Xiaoxie's heart was at war with heaven and man at this moment, and the storm in his brain was blowing.

Before he had time to think about it, the fat man counted silently, "Three, two, one!"

Boom - Wu Xiaoxie immediately turned the miner's lamp to the brightest and shone straight over there.

The fat man had already pressed his fingers on the trigger, planning to take a shuttle first regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

Wu Xiaoye suddenly shouted excitedly, "Muyu! Don't fight the fat man, it's a wooden fish!"

The fat man took a look, good guy, it's really a wooden fish!

At this moment, an emaciated figure was half-squatting on the stone platform, slightly hunched, staring at Wu Xiaoxie and the two vigilantly, with a complete strangeness in his eyes.

I don't know what he experienced inside during this time, the originally neat and clean clothes are hanging on his body in tatters at the moment, and there are blood stains on them, and very messy scratches can be seen on his two arms, as if he can't think of self-harm.

The hideous crimson tattoo on the right half of Zhang Qixun's face appeared again, and even the right eye was soaked in blood, licking the blood like a flame, as if it was about to burn in the next moment.

The fat man grabbed Wu Xiaoxie, who wanted to rush over, "Innocent, calm, this kid Muyu looks a little wrong, didn't you notice that his current appearance is exactly the same as the one we saw in the submarine tomb robbery cave before."

Wu Xiaoxie opened his mouth, a little incredulous, "How can this be?"

"Could it be ......" Wu Xiaoxie suddenly thought of something, "That thing in his body controlled him again?"

"Eighty percent yes." The fat man lowered his voice and took Wu Xiaoxie two steps back, "Muyu is too dangerous now, it seems that he doesn't know us at all, we have to find a way to tie him up with a rope."

Wu Xiaoxie nodded, the current situation can only be like this, after knowing that it is a wooden fish, the most useful weapon in his hand has become a burning stick, and there is no place for it.

The two turned back and took the rope, approached carefully step by step, holding their breath, for fear that the movement would be too loud to startle "Zhang Qixun", in case the time came to launch a madness, he and the fat man were added together, and it was not enough for "Zhang Qixun" to beat him with one hand.

….

The two of them carefully moved to a place two meters away from the stone platform, and the crisp chewing sound sounded again.

Following the voice, Wu Xiaoxie's eyes focused on "Zhang Qixun", only to find that he was still holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand, and he was holding it and stabbing it at the two bags of bread at his feet.

The so-called chewing sound is actually made when the dough is crushed.

After a false alarm, the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, tied a slipknot buckle to the climbing rope in his hand, and threw it towards the "Zhang Qixun" squatting on the ground like a goat.

The first time it may have been too nervous, the fat man's head was a little off, and the rope loop was put on the arm of "Zhang Qixun".

The fat man and Wu Xiaoxie immediately felt nervous and didn't dare to breathe, but the "Zhang Qixun" on the stone platform only glanced at it lightly

Eye rope.

Just when the fat man thought that he would not make any movement and was about to drop a second blow, "Zhang Qixun" stood up abruptly and walked towards the two of them with his legs raised.

The two of them thought that he was going to make a big move, and they were immediately scared enough, and they took several steps back.

Then I watched "Zhang Qixun" walk slowly to the fire, dig out the sleeping bag from someone's backpack, and then spread it out and got into it directly, closing his eyes.

Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man looked at each other, both dumbfounded.

I don't understand it, what is this special mother's operation?

Wu Xiaoxie poked the fat man and said softly, "Fat man, let's go over and have a look."

The fat man swallowed and nodded.

The two leaned over cautiously, but found that "Zhang Qixun" lying in the sleeping bag was already asleep, and the red flame tattoo on his face was slowly fading.

And then there's the scene I saw earlier.

Wu Xiaoxie took out the medical bag to treat Zhang Qixun's wounds, and found that Zhang Qixun's hot hands were hot, and the unicorn tattoo on the other side was also burned.

The fat man hurriedly set up a pot to boil water, fed antipyretics, and rubbed his body with alcohol to physically cool down, tossing for a long time, and the temperature on Zhang Qixun's body was finally about the same as that of a normal person.

"I don't know what Muyu experienced in it during that time, how he made himself so miserable." Wu Xiaoxie sighed faintly.

The fat man pinched the chopsticks on the side and stirred the paste in the pot, and shook his head when he heard the words, "According to the fat man's experience analysis, eighty percent of the wounds on the wooden fish were cut by himself with a knife, and the others were scratches."

"What?" Wu Xiaoxie was a little stunned, "Did you draw it yourself? Why should he scratch himself?"

The fat man smiled strangely and told Wu Xiaoxiao about his own experience.

"I remember that not long after I entered this industry, one day, a person who had been with me came to me and said that I wanted the next small fight, and they were not enough, so they came to me to clamp the lama together.

"What?" Wu Xiaoxie was puzzled, "Could it be that you, like Muyu, encountered something tricky and had to harm yourself?"

The fat man hehe, "I really let you tell you accurately, the fight at that time, the special mother's is a poison fight."

"As soon as I opened the coffin, a puff of white smoke came out of it, and the fat man felt bad at the time, so he immediately covered his nose and hid to the side, and the white smoke was almost all sucked away by the guy who was facing the coffin, and then I saw that guy went crazy and drilled into the coffin, and several of us in the back didn't hold him."

"After that guy got in, I don't know where he touched the mechanism, the coffin lid actually closed automatically, and the few people who stayed outside were stunned by the pry tape and didn't get the stone coffin open."

Tomb robbery: The last patriarch of my family is a little brother.

Taibai nineteen