Chapter Twenty-Seven: I'll Beep
Seeing Zhang Jin, another tomb robber opened his mouth and shouted, "Boy, what are you doing." ”
Zhang Jin turned his head to look at him with a gloomy face, took out something similar to a spittoon from his bag, and slowly opened the lid.
The moment he opened the lid, I could clearly feel that the temperature of the burial chamber had dropped by at least ten degrees, and then a little imp covered in blue crawled out of it and flew into the body of the person who spoke.
After the imp flew into the man's body, the man's eyes turned pure white, and then rushed to the other two tomb robbers at great speed, reaching out and twisting their necks.
"Damn, what the hell are you doing?" This brother named Qiang didn't care about threatening me, so he quickly stood up and pulled out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at the cow who was possessed by the little ghost.
Zhang Jin waved his hand, the cow bowed his head and stood aside, Zhang Jin walked in front of Brother Qiang, stretched out his hand to pull away the pistol and said: "It's not a pity for someone like you to die, if it weren't for you, there would still be some use, hum..." After saying that, a hand knife slashed at Brother Qiang's neck, and Brother Qiang fainted instantly.
"Zhang Jin, you..." I looked at this Zhang Jin and wanted to say something, but the words came to my mouth and swallowed back.
"Wang Bing, there are some things you don't need to know now, if you know, it may lead to death, you just need to remember that I have no ill will towards you." Zhang Jin waved at me.
I nodded: 'Why did you suddenly disappear just now?' ’
"There was something urgent, so I didn't have time to say hello to you." After speaking, Zhang Jin picked up Firefall and took out a scabbard from his bag, inserted Firefall into it, and handed it to me.
"This knife is called Firefall, and it is one of the ten artifacts." Zhang Jin said.
"I know, I fought with a yellow-eyed zombie before, but I was not defeated at all, and then a man named Zhang Tian rescued me, he told me." The reason why I only talk about Zhang Tian is that I don't really believe that Zhang Tian is the head of Longhu Mountain, and I want to get the true identity of this Zhang Tian from Zhang Jin's mouth.
"Hmm, the people from Longhu Mountain are also here? The northeast side should have arrived. Zhang Jin touched his chin and muttered, then looked up and said to me: "You can recuperate here these days, the last few days have not been peaceful; I raised this little ghost, so let him stay here! ”
"Then this guy won't kill me by mistake, will he?" I pointed to the possessed cow.
"If you have to pretend to be B with him, I think he will!" After Zhang Jin finished speaking, he picked up Brother Qiang and turned his head out of the tomb.
I looked at the two people on the ground whose necks were broken, and said to the 'cow', "Brother Ghost, can you please get these two corpses out?" "I looked a little panicked.
The 'cow' looked at me and walked out with a corpse in one hand. These two people have at least one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds, and this little ghost has been carried out with one hand.
After the cow went out, I picked up the firefall and looked at it, this scabbard seemed to be tailor-made for this firefall, engraved with complex runes, very tacky, and the visual effect was also very good.
About five minutes later, the cow returned, and when he saw the firefall in my hand, his face showed a hint of jealousy, and he stretched out his finger and motioned for me to take the firefall away.
I threw Firefall aside, stretched out and said to the cow, "Brother ghost, you guard the door for me, I'll rest for a while." ”
Niu Zimu nodded, I fell asleep directly on this cold ground, Lao Tzu has not rested since entering this ancient tomb, first chased and beaten by a group of monkeys, and then beaten by zongzi, abused by zombies, and finally almost planted in the hands of this group of tomb robbers, I can't help but admire my psychological quality, I am afraid that I would have gone crazy if I wanted to change ordinary people.
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I was asleep when suddenly a beast-like cry came, and goosebumps rose on my body in an instant, and my cold hairs stood on end. I turned my head and saw that the cow, the little ghost, was cow cow in the corner and shivering...
At this moment, there was a sound of running in the graveyard, and it was running towards the tomb where I was.
I pulled out the firefall and hid behind the door, waiting for someone outside to come in.
"Boom..." At the same time as the door was pushed open, I threw it out with a knife and slashed into the stone door about five centimeters with a bang.
"Grass your uncle's Wang Bing, your kid robbed the tomb and made a fortune without telling Lao Tzu, forget it, you still plotted against Lao Tzu." A roar came, and I couldn't help but feel happy when I heard this voice, this grandson was Li Changqing.
"Didn't your uncle show Lao Tzu the store again?" I asked after watching Li Changqing come in.
"Look at your uncle, you kid is really not interesting, you don't even call me such an opportunity to make a fortune." After saying that, he was about to rush up and choke me by the neck.
I raised my foot and kicked this grandson in the stomach: "I robbed a few tombs, who told you that I robbed the tombs?" Lao Tzu was threatened by Bai Wuchang to find a relative, and you don't know about it! ”
", it's a long story, that day I talked to my little sister about life and came back and saw a letter on the table, probably the content is that your kid wants to make a windfall to rob the tomb, Lao Tzu was angry at the time, and he closed the door that day and rushed over overnight, but he didn't expect to be pitted, if I let the master know who did it, I would have to kill him." Li Changqing said angrily.
After listening to it, the word "stupid B" flashed in my heart, this grandson doesn't have a long brain at all, is it really a tomb robbery, do I call him? I can't find a backpad? Of course, I won't say this, I smiled and said to Li Changqing: "Xiao Qingqing, since you're here, help your buddy, you are a master of Longhu Mountain, isn't it easy to find a god?" ”
Originally, Li Changqing still looked like a dead father, but I must have said that he was a master of Longhu Mountain, and immediately he was like being beaten with chicken blood, and he grabbed my hand fiercely and burst out of tears like the first time: "Brother Bing, you still know me, there are countless demons I have killed in Longhu Mountain back then, and..."
I raised my hand to interrupt the grandson: "I have heard all your heroic deeds, it is like thunder, so this time I have to do it..." This grandson can brag about NB, he can't even get a black corpse, and he's embarrassed to brag to me B, I'm phew.
"Then I must be indispensable, I can guarantee that I will definitely not be able to do without you this time; And you're so weak, let me protect you! Li Changqing laughed.
"Did you do it?" I pointed to the cow in the corner.
The grandson turned his head and looked, and with a 'whoosh' sound, he hid behind me.
"This, this, this... What the hell is this, the grass uncle has such a strong yin qi, and the hundred-year-old ghost doesn't have such a strong yin qi, right? The grandson said tremblingly.
"You're still beeping to protect me?" I looked at Li Changqing behind me speechlessly.
"I'll beep, I'll beep." Li Changqing looked at me and said.