A pale face was facing Wu Xiaoxie, with two pupils emitting strange cyan and red fluorescence respectively. Wu Xiaoxie yelled in shock and almost lost his breath.
The stone wall also completely closed at this time.
The little brother pulled out his dagger and stabbed the figure, but stopped abruptly when he saw the man's face clearly.
"Muyu?" Wu Xiaoxie also reacted, staring at the man's face and saying in disbelief, "I fuck Muyu, why are you here!"
"Zhang Zhuxun" didn't answer. He quickly glanced at the three of them. After confirming that nothing was serious, he closed his eyes and fell limply against the cave wall.
Wu Xiaoxie was so shocked by the blood that he didn't dare to help him with force, for fear of accidentally aggravating the injury.
"Fat man, come here and help me hold the wooden fish. Let me see where he is injured and why he is bleeding so much." Wu Xiaoxie's voice was a little crying. It was really Zhang Zhuxun's body of blood plus The shape of the wetsuit that was so tattered that it couldn’t hang was so unique and scary.
The fat man didn't care about his own injuries and hurried over to help. When he saw the claw marks and bite marks all over Zhang Zhuxun's body, he gasped in shock, "My dear, where did the wooden fish go? It's been so long. , even if you enter a wolf's den, it won't be so serious. Look at your shoulder, my dear, this bitch almost bit her right through!"
"How come this horse has shrunk even after being injured?" The fat man was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. "It must have shrunk by twenty centimeters."
At this time, Zhang Zhuoxun was lying on the ground unconsciously, looking like a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. He was breathing weakly, his face was abnormally flushed, his lips were pale, and the blue-black unicorn tattoo on the left side of his bare upper body was completely intact. It emerged, but the right half was filled with strange reddish-brown flame patterns.
The tattoos on the two sides seem to be competing. Where they meet, you come and go, refusing to give in to each other.
Zhang Zhuxun's body was getting hotter and hotter, his brows were frowning, and he was still holding a sheathed long knife tightly in his right hand.
The younger brother noticed something was wrong, so he opened his fingers and removed the long knife.
The red flame pattern seemed to have lost its confidence in an instant, and faded away until it disappeared completely.
The skin under Wu Xiaoxie's hands gradually returned to normal temperature, and the unicorn tattoo also disappeared.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. This experience was really frightening.
Wu Xiaoxie quickly pulled his backpack and took out medicine and gauze to bandage Zhang Zhuxun's wound.
Because there were so many large and small wounds on Zhang Zhuxun's body, he was simply wrapped up in a mummy shape.
The fat man was also dealing with the scratches on his body. From time to time he glanced at Zhang Zhuxun, who was still sleeping, and guessed, "Hey, do you think Muyu's injuries are caused by the ghost that possessed him and controlled him to run somewhere?" A place full of ferocious beasts. After fighting for three hundred rounds, they successfully escaped and came back to us for help. Fatty, I could see clearly. When the wooden fish first jumped up, there was indeed a red mole between the eyebrows. It disappeared after fainting. .”
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, "It's very possible, and Muyu didn't bring his knife with him when he went into the water. This knife should be new. Muyu is left-handed, but the one holding the knife just now was with his right hand. What does this mean? "
"Oh!" Fatty said with a look of realization on his face, "That means the ghost possessing the wooden fish is right-handed!"
Wu Xiaoxie choked and rolled his eyes angrily, "It means that the person who attacked the little brother before was indeed not Muyu himself. He was just controlled by something or consciousness."
The fat man nodded repeatedly, "Fat Master, I think your analysis makes sense."
But Wu Xiaoxie still doesn't understand something, "What kind of thing can shrink a person's body after possessing it? Brother, do you know?"
The younger brother had been staring at the knife and studying it. Hearing this, he put down the knife, reached out and touched Zhang Zhuoxun's shoulder bones and leg bones, and said, "The face hasn't changed, it's just the bones that have shrunk."
Wu Xiaoxie breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked doubtfully: "Then what is the relationship between this knife and the flame tattoo on the wooden fish?"
As he said this, he tried to reach out and pick up a knife. He groaned for a long time, but he could only move it a little, and he was panting from exhaustion.
"Oh no, why is this sword so heavy? It's almost as good as my little brother's ancient black gold sword." Wu Xiaoxie said in surprise.
The fat man laughed at him for being too weak, so he went to get it with a smile, but almost suffered a wound.
"Hoho?" Fatty refused to admit defeat, "Come on, little innocent, let's work hard together."
The fat man held the handle of the knife with both hands and pushed toward himself. Wu Xiaoxie held the scabbard and pushed toward the other side.
After pulling it out for almost a minute, the knife didn't move at all.
The two of them almost lost their temper and said something.
In the end, the little brother couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to press the connection between the handle and the scabbard.
With a click, the blade popped out half an inch.
The younger brother took out the knife and stared at the seal on the top, "It's not the original one."
Wu Xiaoxie also hurried over and used the light of the flashlight to read the words on it clearly.
"Fantasy show?"
Sure enough it wasn't.
"Muyu's knife is called a skeleton, but it looks quite similar to this one." Wu Xiaoxie said.
"So the ghost controlled the wooden fish just to get this knife?" the fat man asked.
Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, "Let's wait until Muyu wakes up and ask again."
The three of them rested against the wall. The fat man grabbed the backpack that Zhang Zhuxun left behind. There were only three compressed biscuits left in it. Their backpacks had been thrown away to save weight when they went up to climb. What Zhang Zhuxun still wanted was The little brother brought it on his back.
The three of them shared two pieces and decided to move on.
Wu Xiaoxie wanted to carry Zhang Shuxun on his back, but the fat man stopped him. He carried Zhang Shuxun on his back and joked to himself: "I'll do it. If Muyu hadn't helped him in time, the fat man would have become fat now." Now, let’s talk about it, did we go the wrong way? What happened just now?”
The little brother shook his head, "It's unlikely, unless someone changed the mark on the stone tablet indicating the door of life, and we entered the door of death by mistake."
The fat man wondered, "Could it be that woman A Ning did it? Seeing that we were fine, she decided to plot again."
Wu Xiaoxie thought for a while and thought it was impossible, "That woman is not that capable, unless... she is my third uncle."
Hearing this, the little brother slowed down his crawling speed and started analyzing with Wu Xiaoxie.
The fat man listened to the conversation between the two and had some ideas. He suppressed his voice and pretended to be mysterious: "Let me tell you, is it possible that your third uncle here is controlled by the ghost in this tomb like Muyu? Well, maybe the person who possessed your third uncle was a female ghost. The ghost has been in this tomb for such a long time, so she naturally knows how to open the heavenly door, otherwise why would your third uncle suddenly learn how a woman combs her hair."
"That must be the case this time." Fatty analyzed it matter-of-factly, "When I find your third uncle, just pour a pot of black dog blood on his head and force the ghost out and everything will be fine."
Although Wu Xiaoxie didn't want to believe it emotionally, when he thought about Muyu's situation, he couldn't help but start to mutter in his heart, "No way, I have lived with my third uncle for such a long time, and I have never seen him behave like a woman. "
The fat man said "Hey", "Maybe that ghost is really good at acting."
Wu Xiaoxie listened to what he said getting more and more outrageous, and the thought that had just arisen in his heart disappeared.
