Chapter 30 is opening the door

My grandfather nodded and said: "Yes, this thing is called a two-headed puppet. It is very evil. Baby, shut your mouth tightly. The wound will heal automatically after a while. The blood of our old Guo family is three-flavored." The introduction of real fire is really dangerous, but fortunately God favors us, the wound heals quickly and leaves no scars, otherwise our old Guo family would not be alive in this world."

As my grandfather said this, I suddenly felt that my tongue was almost numb and not so painful anymore.

I quickly shut up and turned to look at the mural on my grandpa's side. It was the same as the one I was looking at. It can be seen that since my grandpa knew about the two-headed monster, he must have seen it faster than me.

Now the masked man is separated from us. Looking at him outside, he fights with both sides with all kinds of tricks. He must be very skilled. I think my grandpa is also good at it, but he is old and I have never seen him stretch his fists and legs, like Wang The two of us, Fatty, fought almost randomly, and we fought so hard that we couldn't even be said to be able to send our own people to the west. Suddenly, looking up at the rows of two-headed crows on the cave wall, my head got bigger. .

Fatty Wang pointed at the row of coffins and said angrily in a rough voice: "Damn it, it turned out to be this monster who is neither human nor ghost. He cursed us. Only now can we see everything clearly. I put the coffins Burn all these monsters."

My grandfather quickly stopped him and scolded him for being stupid, saying that he couldn't deal with this two-headed puppet and if he provoked others, wouldn't he be getting tired of living?

The fat man asked: "What should we do now? Should we wait until the little brother comes back or should we open the door first?"

This sentence stopped my grandfather in his tracks. He looked at the tomb passage behind the mural on the left, let out a breath and said, "This guy is very brave. It seems that people with high skills are brave."

I lowered my voice and said, "Maybe this guy is as familiar with this place as he is with his home. He's not sure what he's doing secretly, leaving this damn fat man here to coax us. I've long thought they were suspicious, and now Think about it, the Japanese Taro and the bandit boss from Zhaojia Village have never been seen. I'm sure they are the same group. Grandpa, I don't think this door can be opened. After opening the door, they will come out and harm us. Now, I guarantee You can't be lying in the tomb passage at the back."

After hearing my analysis, Fatty Wang gave me a thumbs up, frowned his eyebrows and curled his mouth, and said: "Awesome, I fucking believe your analysis. It shows that your skills as a liar have reached their peak. If I, Wang Dianlong, were to be slandered like this by you, I might as well just die. Even if it was my fault that I killed my uncle and aunt, things must come to their own conclusion, so don’t be petty!"

When he said this, my face turned red all of a sudden. I couldn't bear it. My voice became louder and I said, "Damn it! You're talking about a little person's heart! Do you know you stinky dog?" This life was given to you by my bodhisattva heart, but I don’t know how to repay my kindness, so I bite you back!"

"Let me ask you! The guy covering his face is not familiar with this place. How could he know how to use two-headed crows to get out of here? This tomb was created by our witch burial sect. He understands this tomb better than us. Isn't this called life? Do you doubt it?"

My grandfather frowned and agreed: "Fat boy, what your elder brother said makes sense. I've almost seen the mural. It's true that there is no record of how to get out."

Fatty Wang was at a loss for words for a long time before he said: "This...this should have something to do with the silk picture in his hand. I asked repeatedly, but he just wouldn't show me who could do anything. He just told me a little bit..."

As soon as he said this, a strong and fishy smell suddenly blew out from the tomb passage behind the mural on the left. The torches in our hands suddenly went out.