I hurriedly raised my head and looked at Zhang Hazi. Although the light was very dim, I could see his face clearly, just like when I saw him five years ago. The past five years did not seem to have left many traces on his face. Except for the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, there was no other difference.
He is the Zhang Hazi in my impression, he looks so real and familiar.
Thinking about the past five years, Zhang Hazi has protected me time and time again. Even if he is a sinister deceiver this time, I will admit it!
So I slowly put down my hand, planning to jump into the grave and hide as he said.
But at this moment, I suddenly thought of something, so I glanced at Zhang Hazi hurriedly, and then at Wu Sheng, who had already got out of the car. With just one glance, I stopped caring and walked towards He ran towards the two light beams in the distance.
No matter what Wu Sheng and Zhang Hazi behind me called me, I didn't look back or make any response, I just kept running forward.
After running for a while, I glanced sideways behind me and found that Wu Sheng and Zhang Hazi had already caught up with me, and they were going very fast. I believe it won't be long before they catch up to me.
I exerted all my energy and ran forward desperately in this mass grave. Even though my chest started to hurt, I didn't make any stops and just kept running forward.
Seeing the light beam getting closer and closer, a big stone in my heart finally fell. At this time, I turned my head to look again, and found that Zhang Hazi's head was standing on my shoulder, with an expressionless face, like a dead corpse! Not only that, on my other shoulder is Wu Sheng’s head!
I was so frightened that I almost stumbled to the ground, but I was caught by a pair of big hands, warm hands, and they grabbed my wrist tightly. When I went to look, I found it was Zhang Hazi wearing sunglasses.
After he lifted me up, he slapped me three times on both sides of my shoulders, and then scolded me vehemently, saying, "You are a fairy, and if you take a nap, you can make yourself sleep away?" Is it compatible with Dimai to wear the soul-soothing bell around your neck?
I didn't understand what Zhang Hazi was talking about, so I could only smile, then looked sideways at my left and right shoulders, and found that the two dead heads on them had disappeared.
Only then did I realize that Wu Sheng had parked his car on the outskirts of Huilongdi and had not driven into the graveyard at all. Before I could take a closer look, I felt a heart-wrenching pain in my fingers, as if something had pierced into my nails and was trying to get out. Life was worse than death!
This severe pain almost made me faint and I wanted to chop my hands off. I didn't have a knife in my hand, so I thought Zhang Hazi was in front of me, so I reached out to grab the bamboo knife on his body.
As soon as I had this idea, I discovered that my wrists had already been tightly clamped by Zhang Hazi. No matter how hard my body struggled to resist, my hands always stood firmly in front of Zhang Hazi, motionless.
At this time Wu Sheng came over and wrapped a paintbrush around my fingers.
Under the light, I saw that my hands were full of black soil, and the gaps between my fingers were stuffed, and some of my fingernails had even turned over. That severe and unbearable pain was caused by the soil!
No wonder the fake Zhang Hazi didn’t allow me to smell my hands before in Huilongdi, because there was so much dirt stuck between my fingernails and my hands were covered with so much dirt that I could definitely smell the dirt. Come. But the key point is that I have never touched soil at all, so how could there be an earthy smell in my hands?
With this flaw, I will definitely find something wrong, so the fake Zhang Hazi inside will stop me from smelling my hands.
Just when I was in unbearable pain, I saw drops of black ink dripping from the paintbrush in Wu Sheng's hand, accurately dripping into my fingernails. I don't know if it was an illusion, but after the black ink seeped into the soil, the soil in the nails dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What then dissipated was the heart-wrenching pain, from the excruciating pain at the beginning, to the numbness at the end, and finally to the feeling of being blown by the breeze, without any pain at all.
Wu Sheng did not stop, but used the paintbrush to draw a stroke on my nail. The overturned nail instantly returned to its original state, and there was no longer any pain.
Seeing this miraculous ability, my eyes almost popped out of my head. I quickly asked Wu Sheng, what kind of craftsmanship is this?
He said that this is the painted skin and bones of his Wu family. As long as the person is still breathing, he can paint any wound intact as before. Of course, this also depends on the strength of the painter. It does not mean that as long as you learn how to draw skin and bones, you will be able to draw the wound well. Just like if you learn to write, you will definitely be able to write beautiful handwriting.
After the pain on my finger was resolved, I had time to think about what Zhang Hazi said before, so I asked him, what can I do to sleep away my soul? Isn’t there a soul-killing bell around my neck? Aren't you shocked too?
Zhang Hazi said that if it is worn normally around your neck, it can shock you, but it cannot stop you from having the Soul Calming Bell on your nose when you are sleeping.
I was a little confused. I always sleep quietly and don't move around at all, let alone put my feet up and down in the car. After all, there is only so much space in the back of the car, how could it be possible to perform such a difficult maneuver?
Wu Sheng said, if this were not the case, how could your soul arrive at the mass grave before us, and how could you dig your own grave in the mass grave?
Digging your own grave? What's going on?
Wu Sheng said, do you know why my cousin hid in this mass grave so that the craftsmen who were chasing her stopped chasing her?
I said, isn't it because I couldn't find it in a short time, and Zhang Hazi and I rushed over again?
He shook his head and said, if it's because I can't find it in a short time, then when you go to Changsha to find me, I will try to stop you to delay the time, so can't they just look for it slowly?
I added that it was precisely because they couldn't find it that when we arrived, they didn't know whether Wu Tinghan was with us. If they were to avoid it, they would naturally not continue to stay in Longdi. .
Wu Sheng said, how long can this kind of uncertainty last? When you get out of the car and go upstairs to find me, won't they go to the car to see if their cousin is in the car? There are many ways to find out whether your cousin is with you, but they still haven't dug a grave in this mass grave. Why is that?
It only has to do with following the Feng Shui pattern of Huilong Land. Previously, even a Yinworm could trap me in Huilong Land and walk around in circles. Thinking about it, it shouldn't be difficult to stop the craftsmen from digging graves.
But Wu Sheng said that Zhang Hazi could use a paper man to bring you out of the ghost wall at night. Could it be that other craftsmen couldn't do this?
I was speechless when asked, because in my opinion, since those craftsmen dared to chase Wu Tinghan, it showed that they themselves were capable. How could such people be afraid of digging graves to find someone here?
At most, they feel that they can't find it in a short time, so they choose to give up, thinking that there is no need to waste this time.
But Wu Sheng shook his head again and said, it's not that they don't dare to dig graves, it's because as long as they dare to enter this mass grave to dig for someone, they are 'digging their own graves'!
