Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

"Hey, Little Innocent, you know what? This tunnel smells pretty good, doesn't it? That guy from before must have been a connoisseur!" Fatty Wang, feeling utterly helpless in his predicament, suddenly turned around...

Wu Xie, holding his breath: It's over...

Zhang Qiling, who helped Wuxie mute her microphone: ...

Zuli, who was preparing to launch a sneak attack: Oh ho...

When Wang Pangzi turned around, he saw that his friends had stopped at some point.

Wu Xie was held in Zhang Qiling's arms with his mouth covered, while Su Li, carrying the little corpse demon on his shoulder, was comfortably lying on a green mat, from which branches extended to his back...

So what's the current situation?

Climbing the cave was too boring, so these three decided to play a prank on themselves?

"Hey kid, really, it's one thing for Xiao Tianzhen and Xiao Lizi to be naughty, but how come you're such a grown man and still messing around with them? Is Fatty someone who's so easily tricked?"

Having guessed the truth, Fatty Wang couldn't help but say.

This guy is surprisingly honest; he seems like a very respectable person, yet he does this kind of thing...

"Holy crap!!!"

Just as Fatty Wang was rambling on and on, a clump of wet hair suddenly covered his eyes, and the salty smell of the sea assaulted his senses, startling him so much that he blurted out a curse...

That was all the curse word he could utter, which startled the forbidden woman clinging to his back.

In an instant, her long, wet hair began to dance, trying to burrow into the hollows of his chubby face...

Drill...

Damn it, I can't drill...

How can this fat guy have such a thick skin?

The stubborn old hag wanted to continue, but it was clearly too late; the vines, mimicking the posture of her hair, had already arrived on the battlefield.

The black and green lines are intertwined wildly. It is clear that the green side has the upper hand, not only suppressing the black lines, but also completely restraining the source that controls them.

Surrounded by thick black hair, with a large amount of moisture gathering around his mouth and nose, and a faint, strange fragrance replacing the oxygen, Fatty Wang, suffering from oxygen deficiency, felt as if he were underwater and was already having difficulty breathing.

However, is it possible that this is underwater?

Fortunately, because of the robe, the Forbidden Woman couldn't break his defenses; otherwise, Fatty would have put on a dramatic rescue of his seven orifices from the army of hair.

Wang Pangzi, who felt like he was about to suffocate, suddenly felt a lightness in his body. The inexplicable weight on his back and the moisture in his mouth and nose disappeared at the same time.

The feeling of oxygen filling his lungs again was incredibly captivating. He greedily inhaled the slightly decaying air; he had never felt that the air in the tomb could be so wonderful.

Having recognized the little devil behind her as the one who had tried to pull her hair outside, the Forbidden Woman, who had walked right into her trap, was about to retreat.

However, Su Li, who was focused on earning points, clearly wouldn't agree.

Although I don't know why the Forbidden Woman, who was supposed to be all lovey-dovey with Wu Xie and almost stole the Third Master's first kiss, is now eyeing the chubby little guy instead of the handsome young man...

But it's alright, it doesn't matter who we talk to, we're already here, so let's not leave...

The door to a bizarre world opens; please come in, VIP...

The forbidden woman, who was immediately sold off after being bound...

The unscrupulous merchant sold another bizarre creature and happily counted his points. Oh ho, his second small goal was just around the corner!

happy!!!!

Thank you, nature, for your bounty!

No, thank you to the tomb owner for the gift!

The bizarre creatures being sold off: ...

Is no one really speaking up for us?

Wang Pangzi leaned against the wall of the tunnel and gasped for breath for a while before recovering from the fear of almost suffocating.

With blank eyes and a lifeless expression, he asked.

"My goodness, what on earth is that thing? I almost died here without even realizing it..."

Seeing that the crisis was over, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief. He was also very curious about the humanoid creature that had been emitting a strange fragrance.

"She's a forbidden woman."

Zhang Qiling answered.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang remembered the name, since they had talked about it during a meeting before.

Hearing Zhang Qiling's answer, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!" and asked, "Are there really such things as 'Forbidden Women'?"

It's obvious that they both just took it as a legend.

Fatty Wang patted his chest, still shaken. He moved back a little, feeling a bit scared, and only when he was close to the big shots could he regain his sense of security.

"Pah! What kind of quack tomb master did the tomb owner hire? Such a good feng shui site, and they just used it to raise these weird and strange ghosts..."

Wang Pangzi had just uttered a curse when he suddenly felt a sense of being watched...

Looking up, she met the eyes of the little corpse demon clinging to Su Li...

"Hehe, Uncle Fatty was wrong, Uncle Fatty wasn't talking about you. You're not some kind of monster, you're the cutest, right..." The flexible fat man immediately softened and admitted his mistake, not giving anyone a chance to teach him a lesson.

"We can't stay here any longer, let's hurry up and get going. Uncle Fatty's going to keep clearing the way, talk to you later..."

Wu Xie was dumbfounded, witnessing Wang Pangzi's lightning-fast change of expression and submission. "As expected of you, Fatty Wang, I'm impressed..."

With Wang Pangzi diligently clearing the way, the group encountered no other strange creatures and climbed smoothly to the end of the tunnel.

“There’s no road.” Fatty Wang, who was leading the way, said, touching the granite slab above his head.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie squeezed his way to Wang Pangzi's side with great effort.

They tried pushing it; the stone slabs were solid granite, and their weight was considerable, but for these grown men, it wasn't impossible to push them.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang exchanged a glance, then simultaneously lifted their arms upwards, creating a small crack through which light seemed to filter in.

Light??

Wu Xie was startled. His first reaction was to put down the stone slab he was supporting and turn off the headlamp.

The underwater tomb was pitch black; unless someone else was outside, how could any light get in?

Wu Xie guessed that the person outside might be Aning, who had taken a different route long ago, or Wu Sansheng, who had orchestrated all of this.

“There’s light outside, it might be Aning or Uncle San.” Wu Xie pulled Wang Pangzi back a little, away from the area of ​​the stone slab, and whispered carefully.

When Fatty Wang heard that the person above might be Wu Sansheng or that little vixen A Ning, he became interested.

"What a coincidence! It's like we've run into each other on a narrow road, little naive. What are you going to do if it really is your third uncle?"

A dramatic tale of a wealthy uncle and nephew...

nice!

I love watching it!!

Give me more!!!

Wu Xie rolled his eyes at Fatty Wang. "What can we do? Shoot him?"

“Okay.” Fatty Wang actually nodded and stroked his chin in agreement.

Wu Xie glared at him again, furious.

"Shouldn't you go up and see who it is before you discuss these things?" Su Li reminded her.

We haven't even seen the person yet, so saying anything is pointless.

The two were startled and embarrassed when reminded. They had instinctively retreated as soon as they sensed the light source, and now this guy was making all sorts of wild guesses...

That's strange, how did it go off track?

Su Li: It's alright, it's alright, you'll get used to it. Little Third Master's thinking is always a bit scattered...