The fat man said that he seemed to have seen someone standing on the roadside just now.
Wu Xiaoxie was frightened and said, "Our lighting has limitations. Did you see it wrong in a blink of an eye?"
The fat man said nothing, shook his head, and scanned the place with his flashlight.
When several people behind saw them stop, they gathered around and asked, "What happened?"
"I couldn't see very clearly. It seemed to be a woman." The fat man's face turned ugly, "He passed by in a flash and ran very fast."
Pan Zi held the knife and took a few steps closer to that side. After careful inspection, he found nothing and guessed: "Could it be Aning's group?"
The fat man denied it, "Definitely not. If it were Aning, I would definitely recognize it at a glance."
Wu Xiaoxie knew that the fat man had excellent eyesight. Since he said this, he must be sure, and said: "Could it be Muyu or the little brother? No, if they are the two of them, they will definitely come over to join us if they see it. It won't be like that A thief's style."
Monk Hua was thinking about the things in the imperial mausoleum. Seeing that he had been delayed for a long time, he said impatiently: "Damn fat man, you are always suspicious along the way. You must be too timid."
When the fat man heard this, he immediately became angry, "Fuck you, bald man. Who the hell are you calling timid? When it comes to going to the grave, you are just a younger brother in front of the fat man. If it weren't for my brother Muyu's mercy, you This little shriveled up donkey can still stand and pant while talking to me!"
Upon hearing this, Monk Hua's face turned green. The previous scene of Zhang Zhuxun being pressed and rubbed on the floor was still vivid in his mind. It was simply a shame in his life, and he was immediately furious.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Wu Xiaoxie and the others quickly broke up the fight.
Wu Xiaoxie held the fat man and persuaded him in his ear: "Fat man, calm down, we can't conflict with them yet. Muyu and little brother are not here, we may not be able to defeat them."
As soon as the fat man heard this, his feverish mind became clearer. He glared at Monk Hua and said, "Huh, if the fat man had a gun in his hand, he would have beaten that bald donkey's peanuts into a sieve. Where can I find it?" It’s his turn to dance in front of the fat man.”
"Yes, yes, yes." Wu Xiaoxie agreed, "A gentleman's revenge is not for this moment. The first thing we should do is to catch up with Muyu as soon as possible. Maybe he will be waiting for us in the treasure room."
As expected, the fat man successfully changed the topic.
Pan Zi glanced at Chen Pi Asi warily, patted the two of them on the shoulders, and said softly: "Let's go."
The two groups were more clearly separated than before, with at least two meters between them before they moved forward on guard against each other.
Speeding up and passing through six stone gates in succession, there is an altar at the end of the Shinto. The stone steps behind the altar are the main entrance to the imperial mausoleum.
The heavy and huge mausoleum gate had long since collapsed. The group of people ran in quickly and only took a quick look at the stone carvings and totems inside without stopping for much.
Clinker hadn't walked a few steps, and he didn't know what he stepped on. The fat man's feet suddenly slipped, and he fell backwards and fell to the ground. His feet hit the ground on the rubble. He screamed in pain, which attracted Monk Hua. A sneer.
"Oh, oh, oh, damn it." The fat man rubbed his waist and sat up, turning his head to see what the hell had tripped him. He followed the traces but found nothing.
Pan Zi noticed that the soles of his shoes were reflective, "Don't move, there seems to be something on the soles of your feet."
As he spoke, he squatted down and used the tip of the knife to pick off the thing. When he saw it, it turned out to be a bullet casing.
The fat man pinched it and yelled, "I'll rub it, it's still warm, it must have just been shot out of the barrel of the gun."
Pan Zi nodded, stretched out his hand to help him stand up, lit up a cold firework, and looked around.
Wu Xiaoxie also asked him to come over and take a look at the bullet casing, "There was a gunfight here?"
Pan Zi walked to a pillar and stared at the series of bullet holes on it.
Ye Cheng shouted: "Someone came in before us. It looked like something was coming down the pillar, and the bullets followed."
"No." Pan Zi compared several bullet holes and shook his head, "On the contrary, looking at the angle of the bullet holes, the bullet was thrown upward along the pillar."
Ye Cheng shined the lamp on the beam above the pillar and immediately shouted in shock, "Dead man!"
I saw hanging in the air from the beam
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There were six or seven corpses with gas masks on their faces that couldn't be taken off. Some of them had guns hanging on their shoulders. They looked like they had been attacked suddenly and they didn't even have time to raise their weapons.
These people are all uniformly dressed, and their faces should be all crooked.
Wu Xiaoxie frowned, "This is someone from Aning's company."
But it shouldn't be. Aning and the others have always been fully equipped when going to the tomb. Even if they encounter Zongzi, they can be smashed into slag by blasting them with a gun. What on earth is this thing? It's even scarier than Zongzi.
Thinking of this, Wu Xiaoxie quickly looked around. The unknown terrifying creature hung these corpses on it. Could it be that it wanted to use it as a food reserve?
Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart. Wu Xiaoxie wanted to tell a few people to leave quickly, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, we'd better hurry up..."
"F*ck!" Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but scold her. It turned out that not long ago, the fat man had climbed up the beam by the pillar and unhooked the gun on one of the corpses.
Wu Xiaoxie fell back in suspense, "What are you doing, fat man! Come down quickly, there is danger up there, and the unknown creatures that attacked these people may come back. Let's get out of here quickly."
"I know, I know." The fat man replied to him, and he picked out three Type 56 rifles in three strokes, threw them down for Pan Zi to pick up, and then began to search for the magazine.
Wu Xiaoxie was mercilessly spun around in circles by his thug. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a corpse on top that seemed to be moving. He was not sure, so he took another look, huh?
"Fat man, on your right, yes, the second body on the right seems to be still alive. Check to see if it's still alive."
As soon as the fat man moved, the wooden beams above everyone's heads made a crisp sound, as if they were about to break at any time, and the dust accumulated on the beams for thousands of years fell down.
"Take it easy and tread carefully." Wu Xiaoxie wiped the dust off his head, raised his face and put his hands on his forehead to block the dust to prevent it from falling into his eyes.
The fat man responded, first handed over the man's gun, and then used a lighter to burn off the thing hanging on the man, letting him slide down the pillar and be caught by Pan Zi and Wu Xiaoxie below.
Seeing that the man had arrived safely on the ground, the fat man went to look at the things hanging on the man. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "This thing looks like hair."
What hair? Wu Xiaoxie was startled, and took off the man's mask to take a look, "Short hair, this Wai Guoren's hair is short."
The fat man burned it again with a lighter, and found that the thing burned up into small curls along the flames, and emitted a smell of burnt pig hair. In fact, the hair contained crude protein, amino acids, calcium, sulfur, etc. The burnt smell produced by burning substances is caused by the sulfur in them.
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