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  My heart leapt to my throat, the sound of machinery stopped in an instant, I didn't even have time to say a word, and then I heard the continuous whooshing sounds, countless black broken arrows shot out from the mouths of those wolf heads.

  I was leaning against the wall, so those short arrows shot out didn't hit me. I only saw countless black arrow rain shooting out, and Fatso let out a mournful cry, instantly becoming a beehive.

  My heart skipped a beat, and my whole brain buzzed with a loud noise, as I involuntarily shouted: "Fatty!"

  Then, the tomb chamber echoed with Fatty's continuous miserable cries. I suddenly felt that something was off. With so many arrows hitting his body, he should have surrendered long ago. How could this fatty still be yelling with such energy? Was it another lotus flower arrowhead?

  At this moment, the rain of arrows in the tomb slowly decreased and finally stopped. The black short arrows on Fatso's body fell down with a rustling sound. I took a look, and this guy didn't have a single drop of blood on him.

  What's going on?

  Is it possible that the owner of this tomb has a hidden arrow without even an arrowhead?

  Or is there another recruitment?

  I didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly scolded: "Dead fatty, when can you let me have a peaceful mind!" At this time, the fatty rubbed his head and said: "Tianzhen, wherever I go, these wolf-like faces are seen everywhere. It makes my heart feel hairy. Hey, come quickly to take a look, there's something wrong with this arrow."

  I thought to myself: This is definitely not right, no matter how much I shoot, you won't die, there must be a problem.

  I was afraid there were other mechanisms, so I carefully made my way to the fat man's side, where the ground was densely covered with those black short arrows. As soon as I saw them, I felt something was off - these arrows not only had no arrowheads, but their texture was also very strange. Could they be poisonous?

  I picked one up through my clothes and weighed it in my hand, I found that this was not an iron arrow or a wooden one, but a stone material. In other words, this is not a short arrow, but a round rod as long as a finger, what's the use of shooting this thing out?

  I suddenly found that this stone material is very similar to the stone material on the stone wall in the hole above our head. Is it possible that these short stone sticks and stones were all taken from that hole? Then what's the use of taking these things?

  Fatso was also confused, and under the pressure of not being able to understand, he said a sentence that sounded mysterious and profound. Then he turned to me and said: "This must be an enemy's psychological tactic, deliberately using some strange things to mislead us. We don't need to pay attention to it." I thought to myself, if the enemy really wanted to deal with him, they could just sharpen their knife and get straight to the point, why bother with so much nonsense?

  I got up, and I also felt that something was not quite right. At this time, as soon as I raised my head, I suddenly saw the wolf eyes opposite me move slightly, and the eyeballs slowly moved, staring straight at me.

  Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine and thought to myself, could it be that Kuladzhi really has appeared?

  I quickly pulled Baozi's arm and urged, "Look." Baozi turned his head around and was also stunned. Countless stone carvings were rotating their pitch-black eyeballs, as if searching for something. I was really afraid that they would stop at us the next moment.

  Fatso swallowed his saliva, and his voice also lost its momentum. He said: "Damn it, this time we're in trouble, no wonder you're called Wu Xie, I think you're inviting evil spirits." I scolded: "Wang Fatso, how can you say such a thing without any conscience? Who got us into this situation?"

  The fatty held the gun in his hand and said, "Forget it, now we should work together to deal with the crisis, and leave the responsibility for later... Wait, no!" He suddenly changed the subject and said, "Tian Zhen, what's that?"

  Only the wolf's eyeballs were visible, and they slowly slid downwards, as if their eyes had fallen out of their sockets. My heart skipped a beat at this sight. At that moment, three black streams suddenly flowed from the wolves' mouths and eyes, just like blood flowing from seven orifices.

  This time I saw clearly, what was in the wolf's eyes were not eyeballs, but a pair of black beetles crawling out from its eyes and mouth, and densely crawling down its head towards me and Fatso. At that moment, the walls of the entire tomb chamber were covered with the shadows of these black beetles, and there seemed to be no end to them.

  The fatty scolded the sentence, saying: "Tian Zhen, Shang Bao Xue." I almost didn't get killed by him. Don't look at the bug as small, biting people is not very painful, but after that kind of itching is unbearable. If so many bugs bite a mouthful, they must be scratched all over.

  I remembered a few years ago, I went to Xi'an once. At that time, I heard a small rumor that some farmers had dug up something and were secretly looking for a way out. Xi'an is an ancient city with 13 dynasties, and there are countless ancient ruins underground. The state has issued documents about this, in short, except for construction teams and farmers, no one dares to dig the soil. At that time, I was idle and hadn't received any good goods for a long time, so I thought of going there to try my luck.

  As a result, I entered a small ancient house on that side. Instead of finding the things I was looking for, I saw a group of people gathered at the entrance of a household, watching something with great interest. I went over to join in and see what the commotion was about. It turned out that someone in that household was performing an exorcism ritual, and on the bed lay a man whose body was covered in festering sores, still writhing about in agony, letting out blood-curdling screams. I thought to myself, "What kind of illness is this? It looks like he won't make it."

  After the dance was finished, the person who danced out a bowl of yellow liquid, drank it into his mouth, and sprayed that person all over. I only smelled a strong smell of wine in the air, and soon that person stopped yelling, and was carried away to the hospital.

  I think it's particularly strange, and after asking around, I heard that the man was bitten by a golden black bug from the mountain. This kind of black-shelled insect is cold-resistant and water-washed, generally living in groups in underground caves, feeding on ants and earthworms. When summer comes, they like to crawl into the water to take a bath. If people who climb the mountain are not careful and put their feet in the spring water to wash them, they will be bitten and get a swollen foot instantly.

  Moreover, when this thing bites people, there is only a slight stinging sensation. The thick calluses on the feet of mountain people often ignore the feeling of being bitten, so by the time they realize it, it's unbearably itchy.

  After a long time, there was a secret recipe for treating Jin Hei Zi in the mountains, which was that bowl of yellowish liquid used by the shaman.

  I don't know if this thing in front of me is a golden blackhead, but last time I had an itch, washing with disinfectant alcohol was fine. Seeing these things gathering around, I quickly asked Bao: "Is there wine in the bag?"

  Fatso stepped on several crawling ones, with a resentful expression, saying: "I said naive, what time is it now and you still want to drink wine to boost your courage? Where can I get wine from? Hurry up and make an offering, contribute blood for our upside-down cause."

  I heard a loud shout from the fat man, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly. "This is fake blood, it's already useless, what are you still doing here, run!" I said as I quickly ran towards the bronze coffin. As I ran, I shouted: "There's a cave above, Xiaojiao and the others have already gone in, let's go from here." At this time, many golden black bugs were crawling up my legs, drilling into my pant legs, biting everywhere, I estimated that even my ancestors were affected. As I ran, I scratched myself, and the fat man followed behind me, scolding loudly: "Damn it, what kind of timing is this, still doing such a despicable thing? You were limping just now, but now you're running faster than a rabbit!"

  I was too lazy to bother with him, until we reached the bronze coffin. I couldn't help but feel a sense of difficulty - neither I nor Fatty had the agility of Xiaohua and the others. The bronze chain above us was at least six meters high - how were we supposed to climb up? Just as I was hesitating, Fatty kicked me in the leg and cursed, "What are you standing there for like an idiot? Move aside!" After he finished speaking, he stood at the edge of the bronze coffin. The edge was about 20 centimeters wide, so Fatty was able to stand very stably. Then, he crouched down into a horse-riding stance and patted his leg, saying "Up! Stand up and jump up!"

  I thought this was quite a stretch, but I didn't have time to calculate the feasibility, and hurriedly stepped on Pangzi's legs, following which he straightened his body, and my arched body also stood up straight. The height of our two bodies added together is close to four meters, plus the more than one meter high bronze coffin below, so as long as I stretched out my hand, I could reach that bronze lock chain with just a jump.

  At this time, those golden black children had climbed onto the bronze coffin. I looked around and didn't know when the entire tomb chamber had turned into a piece of blackness. Even the stone statues were covered with them. At this moment, only that fire dragon could be seen. The fire dragon's fuel was probably running out, and it was also weak and feeble, with very little light.

  The fatty's mouth made a hissing sound as he shouted: "I'm itching to death, you're so naive, what are you rubbing against?" I said: "You've got it."

  Fatso said: "Look down on Fat Grandpa, jump quickly."

  The lower body of the fat man was almost completely covered with black gold, and I couldn't help but worry about his descendants. If this kid is ruined, how can I be responsible? At that moment, I aimed at the bronze chain, kicked both feet and jumped up, my left hand couldn't exert force, but fortunately, a person's right hand strength is relatively large, I grabbed it in one go, and swung instantly.

  Fatty was full of confidence just now, but as a result of my kick, he still couldn't hold his strength, his legs shook and he fell into the golden sand. My heart skipped a beat, I swayed back and forth on the bronze chain, before I could speak, Fatty had already gotten up, with a face full of golden sand.

  He slapped his face a few times, not even bothering to wipe off the golden dust on his body, and quickly climbed back onto the bronze coffin. He shouted at me, "Don't you dare move, hold on tight, Fat Master is coming up!"

  I immediately tightened my wrists, tensed up the muscles in my waist and legs, got ready, then shouted: "Jump!"

  Fatso exerted himself with all his might, almost reaching two meters, and in the blink of an eye, he wrapped his arms around my calves. I suddenly slid downwards, but at the critical moment, I grasped the last iron button and steadied myself.

  The fatty's golden hair fell off in large clumps, with some remaining strands crawling up, but fortunately it didn't hurt much. I was too lazy to care, and my only usable right hand was supporting the weight of two people, already exhausted from overexertion, holding my breath, unable to speak a word.

  Fatty shouted: "Tianzhen, come on, I'll climb up first." Then this dead fatty used me as a rope and climbed up along my body. Unintentionally, he pulled down half of my pants. I couldn't help but yell: "You're taking revenge in the name of justice!"

  Fatso climbed up and spat: "You think Fat Master is as dirty as you, doing that kind of thing in the fight." I was suddenly speechless, and sooner or later I would be suffocated to death by this fatso.

  He quickly climbed up to my head and then turned around and pulled me up.

  Although I was careful, the wound on my shoulder still burst open, and it happened to be at the protruding part of that cave entrance.

  The fat guy's body was too big, and he occupied two-thirds of the palm-sized space. I tiptoed like a ballet dancer and couldn't help but curse: "Damn fatty, this time when you go back, you must lose weight."

  "Naive comrade, you're too venomous, aren't you? After this round of fighting, Fat Brother has lost over ten kilograms. You can't judge people by their appearance, what's wrong with being fat? The internet says that in the chest of a fatty, there beats a soft heart."