His wrist began to burn again as he had imagined, but the bone beads did not change in any way, and Zhou Weimin walked forward next to the wall, and not far in front of him was the gate leading from this courtyard to the second courtyard.

He vaguely saw a few figures kneeling on the ground like sculptures and moving, and he also smelled a fishy smell in his nose, and he suddenly envied Huang Daoye's heavenly eyes, if Dao Ye was here, I was afraid that he could see it clearly.

Slowly approaching, trying not to make any noise, he walked to the door, and looked over, there was a little hazy, although the scene was exactly the same as what he had seen before, but there was a bit of unreality like seeing flowers in the fog, but he could vaguely see a figure walking back and forth in the attic.

Gritting his teeth, Zhou Weimin cautiously stepped over the threshold, and the whole person walked into the second courtyard.

It was as if the whole person had passed through a thin film, and the moment Zhou Weimin entered the courtyard, he found that the real scene in the courtyard was completely different from what he saw through a threshold.

The whole courtyard was glowing with a dark green glow, and there were strange patterns on the four walls that fading and showing a pale red glow like breathing, and those patterns extended downward until they converged on the quaint incense stove in the middle of the courtyard.

The stove didn't look like it was during the day, it looked like it had been cut in two, and the dolphin with only one head was rising to the sky, and the dolphin's mouth was open, and there was a pale red liquid churning inside, like boiling water, and it was rumbling with heat and bubbles, and countless incense sticks left after burning were poked on the dolphin's tongue.

The dolphin looked as if it was still alive, and although it had lost half of its body, its eyes full of wisdom were still opening and closing, full of pain and struggle.

In front of the dolphin's head, several large barrels are placed side by side, and one by one, fat giants who don't look easy to mess with are kneeling like sculptures, their posture looks strange, their heads are less than half a meter high and there is a fluttering dark green flame, the whole person is like some exotic candlesticks with mythological characters as the theme.

With an iron chain shackle wrapped around his left hand and an iron oar on his right shoulder, Zhou Weimin lowered his body and walked slowly along the fence towards the attic covered in layers of smoke.

A few more steps along, one could hear a strange singing and dense drum beating, perhaps reluctant to describe it as singing, just reciting sentences in a strange tone that had never been heard before.

That kind of language is jerky and awkward, as if there are more than a dozen syllables, Zhou Weimin listened to it for two minutes, and there was not even a single repetition sound.

Walking further, Zhou Weimin was surprised to find that the green plants that looked ordinary during the day had become weird, and on those large and small leaves, human faces appeared, and the foreheads of those faces were painted with a symbol similar to a solar eclipse, but there were some decorations like sound wave changes in the outer circle.

Thinking that he had even squatted in the green plants during the day, Zhou Weimin couldn't help but shiver.

As the distance got closer, he himself stepped into the smoke, and the distant scene was less visible, but everything in the attic was clearer and clearer.

There was a thin figure constantly jumping back and forth in the attic, holding a rattle-like thing in his right hand and shaking constantly, and his left hand pressing the eyebrows of the head to the left, and humming the strange song in his mouth.

Zhou Weimin squatted down on the spot, he wanted to see what was going on here.

It didn't take long for the opening ceremony to end, and the fat giants who had been like candlesticks stood up one by one, carrying the large bucket on their sides and swaying up to the attic, but the strange candle flame above their heads followed step by step.

There was a clear sound of liquid swaying from inside the vat, and the thin figure like a goddess changed the trajectory of the beating, and began to rotate along the giant man and the vat, and he let go of his left hand, and continued to stain the liquid in the barrel with his sleeve, and sprinkled it on the relief.

As he kept moving, Zhou Weimin's ears clearly heard a burst of 'click' sounds, vaguely indicating that something was changing in the relief.

What the enemy is happy to see is what he should strongly oppose! Zhou Weimin's mind suddenly flashed such a sentence, and the iron chain flail and iron oars in his hands suddenly began to emit heat, and even the bone beads that were originally hanging quietly began to make a lot of noise.

These three things are more resentful than themselves, this is a ridiculous idea that suddenly popped up in Zhou Weimin's heart.

them! It was the only thought in his mind at the moment.

Suddenly, Zhou Weimin no longer concealed his figure, he ran along the corridor with the handle of the oar with both hands towards the attic, the iron chain flail in his left hand swayed and collided with each other because of the rapid running, and there was a crisp sound, which seemed very abrupt in this night.

It seemed that he didn't think that someone would break in, and the figure of the principal in the attic was also stunned for a moment, before he looked over at Zhou Weimin, only to see that a figure had rushed to the stairs of the attic.

Then there was a roar of 'emptying' and a gust of wind.

Although he didn't know where this reckless man came from or why he suddenly attacked, the thin figure was not slow to react, and took several steps back, retreating to the other end of the attic in an instant, and then scolded a few dumb giants to meet him.

The giant man didn't seem to have any intelligence, he just waved his fist indiscriminately and rushed up, not only did he have no rules, but he even competed with each other at the entrance of this small staircase, crowded, and became stuck in place like a wall of flesh.

The length of the arm and the length of the iron oar made Zhou Weimin not worry about being hit by those fluttering fists at all, but just slammed the charged blow down with his own care.

The giant man in the middle stubbornly resisted this emptying with his body, and his body was as fragile as jelly in front of the emptying, and was directly split in half from head to toe, and red, white, and yellow burst out to the ground.

With the help of the power of this split, Zhou Weimin violently exerted force to the right rear, and the whole person was like a spinning top, spinning in place, with an indomitable momentum, waving the iron oars and slashing out horizontally again, aiming directly at the heads of these stupid giants.

In just a few seconds, the figure in charge had completely recovered from his senses, and when he saw a candlestick that had been cultivated so hard to die, it not only let out an angry roar, but also directly linked the sudden damage of the relief to the comer.

I saw that he held the rattle high in his right hand, and his left hand outlined a pattern in the air, and then bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the handle of the rattle, and then his left hand suddenly pulled out a handful of hair on his head, and his backhand pierced the door of his head.

A sharp pain that seemed to come from the depths of the soul exploded directly on Zhou Weimin's head, as if someone had been directly chiseled into his brain with a thick code nail at one time, and his brain was only blank, and his ears were buzzing.

The gathered power dissipated instantly, and he couldn't even hold his head, and the horizontal slash directly missed, smashing into the railing of the staircase, and with a 'click', the wooden railing was directly smashed.

In the moment he stood still, a greasy fist smashed directly into his cheek, and the whole person was smashed two or three meters away as if he was playing baseball.

After shaking it, it was still a roaring brain, Zhou Weimin's vision was a little blurred, and the back molars on his left cheek were a little loose and falling out.

With a hard push, he got up and squinted his eyes towards the attic.

"Who are you! The Curse Division does not kill the nameless! ”

Several giants were still blocking the stairs like a wall, but they didn't approach any further, and the hoarse voice of the principal figure came from behind the human wall.

Zhou Weimin didn't answer, the faint pain on his forehead made him a little confused, he had never heard of this strange way of attacking, and he didn't even know how he was injured.

"Don't speak? Grandpa let you die! ”

At this time, the figure in charge also had blood surging on his forehead, and he bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth as if he were crazy, and the blood mixed with a broken tongue sprayed towards the rattle.

Although he couldn't figure out the reason, Zhou Weimin was not a fool, he naturally wouldn't let the other party make a move, and under gritting his teeth, his hands were even harder, until the spikes of the paddle handle were completely submerged in his palm.

"Empty!"

With another roar, Zhou Weimin rushed up from the bottom, this time he aimed at the chest and abdomen of the meat wall and swept away, he understood that in this narrow space, only by quickly injuring these giants and incapacitating them could he face the strange figure.

At this moment, the figure's left hand in the air once again quickly outlined more complicated symbols, and the right hand was raised high again, and slammed into the left arm, blood burst out, and a hole appeared on the left arm, and the rattle was also completely 'planted' into the arm.

At the same time, Zhou Weimin only felt that a sharp pain came from his left arm, and even overpowered the pain in his head, making him gasp at the same time, but the whole person was more awake, his eyes were round, and he still swept over regardless of it.

As if a hot knife had slashed through the lard, the knife directly cut the belly of several giants in front of them horizontally, and they didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and just rushed down the stairs, as if the skin and fat that turned out, and the intestines that spilled on the ground had nothing to do with them.

After taking a few steps back, dodging the sudden swing of the giant fist, Zhou Weimin hastily saw through the gap in his collar that a two-finger-thick hole suddenly appeared on his left arm.