Zhang Qiling reached out and touched his eyes. He didn't know what made him look like Wu Xie, but... if he couldn't see, it would really scare him.
Zhang Qiling helped the three of them sit on the steps in front of the Thunder God Statue. The four of them leaned against each other. After a while, Wuxie said, "Fat man, why don't you say something? I can't hear you for a long time." It feels a little weird to open your mouth.”
Fatty Wang picked up the kettle and took a big drink, unable to say anything. Although Zhang Qiling said that they would see it after a while, he didn't know whether it was true or not, so he couldn't really see it until the moment. Fatty Wang really couldn't laugh.
"I'm thirsty." Zhang Qiling said.
Hearing this, Fatty Wang handed him the kettle in his hand, "Here."
Zhang Qiling took it silently and took a sip.
Zhang Qiling rolled his eyes at the three people who were so frustrated and almost rolled his eyes to the sky. Especially when Zhang Qiling saw that Wuxie wanted to listen to Fatty Wang, but Fatty Wang didn't say anything and Zhang Qiling spoke on his own, his eyes suddenly changed. Only the whites of his eyes remain.
Zhang Qiling lay down on the ground behind him, with a look of despair on his face, "That's enough for you three. What's the big deal? As for that? Even if you can't see each other forever, I will take you out."
Hearing the sound of him lying down, Fatty Wang also followed suit, "Xiao Qi, there are three of us. There are many dangers in the underground palace here. You may not be able to get out even if you take us with you."
Fatty Wang's eyes were focused on one place, and his tone was low and slow, "If there is really any danger, just leave by yourself."
As soon as Fatty Wang finished speaking, Wuxie immediately followed, "We won't blame you." Zhang Qiling on the side also nodded.
Zhang Qiling didn't like hearing these words. He suddenly sat up from the ground and turned to look at Fatty Wang who was still lying on the ground. This time, Zhang Qiling pinched Fatty Wang's face.
Zhang Qiling pinched and said angrily: "Fat brother, what do you mean, you don't believe me so much? I said I can take you out, I will definitely take you out."
"Also," Zhang Qiling glanced at the two people sitting aside, "What I want to do and how I do it are all my own, and yours does not count."
Zhang Qiling let go of his hand and stood up, looking down at the three of them, with a tone of voice that said, "Now stand up right away. I will take you to find the exit and then go out together."
"Come on." Wuxie waved his hand, "Wait a little longer, maybe we can actually see it."
Hearing this, Zhang Qiling suddenly became sluggish like a deflated rubber ball.
"Do you think Mr. Pan would laugh at us when he saw us like this down there?" Fatty Wang murmured.
Then he sat up and looked in the direction in front of him, "Little Third Master, you go forward boldly! Don't look back." Fatty Wang shouted with a high expression, and then he suddenly laughed, "It's so hard to die in the same year, the same month and the same day." It’s worth it to be considered a book brother.”
Wu Xie also laughed when he heard him say that. He smiled like that without saying anything, but it made people feel desolate for no reason.
Zhang Qiling was keenly aware of this and said, "What you said sounds nice, but you just haven't thought about me. What will I do if you leave? If you leave me behind, I will be very sad."
The smile on Wu Xie's face did not diminish at all, "Xiao Qi, good boy, if we leave you like this, your brother and Fatty will stay with you for a while longer in this world."
Zhang Qiling was silent for a moment, then slowly squatted down and drew a circle, muttering: "Draw a circle and curse you all to survive. Whoever talks more depressingly will live the longest."
Hearing Zhang Qiling's words, the three of them were a little dumbfounded. Fatty Wang complained: "Xiao Qi, let's not be so childish, okay."
Hearing this, Zhang Qiling was like a cat with furry hair, and retorted loudly: "Who is childish? Who is childish? I tell you, I really know how to curse. You have been cursed by me now, and no one can die." "
Listening to Zhang Qiling's angry voice, Fatty Wang and Wuxie nodded and cooperated perfunctorily with Zhang Qiling, "Ah, yes, yes, yes, we are cursed, what should we do? We are so worried, please don't curse us. ”
The two of them said these words with exaggerated expressions, which made Zhang Qiling want to punch each of them to shut them up.
