Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

"group."

Hearing this, I couldn't help shivering. I thought of the group of little monks, and according to the fat man, my weight was getting heavier. I thought of the little ghosts hanging from my body one after another when I couldn't see them. The picture on my body makes me feel like taking a bath. "Am I a soul-calling physique? Why is this thing looking for me?" My words were just a complaint, and I felt that I seemed to be particularly unlucky, but Poker-Face stared at me thoughtfully. , "Maybe it's because you are Wu Xie."

This sentence has no beginning and no end, I am a little confused, what is this, the latest cold joke?Why do I feel like I don't understand?

I tactfully changed the subject, "Brother, how did you get rid of those heads? Did you carry me here?"

Poker-face's thoughtful expression became even weirder, as if I shouldn't ask this question, so I simply shut up and dared not speak.

Poker bottle was silent for a while, and said, "When I came here, I found you lying here."

Now I also fell silent, and my consciousness was clear at the last moment. I was obviously in the tomb passage, surrounded by human heads that could bite people. I couldn't even move at that time, so how could I run to such a tomb by myself and pass out again?

There are only two reasonable explanations I can think of now, either it was brought over by someone, or it was a ghost, or, the situation in the underwater tomb reappeared, and once there was an unstoppable death dilemma , I will be saved by a magical power and the premise of saving is that I am unconscious and unconscious.

Thinking of this, I suddenly had an even more unbelievable guess. Maybe this premise is not limited to me being in a coma, maybe even if I am not breathing, as long as I am unconscious, then I can be rescued.

I fell into this speculation for a while, and I was a little dazed for a while, and I even felt a chill in my heart after I realized it. I have been busy calculating for so many years, am I fighting with the Wang family, or are I fighting with the unknown that I don't know?

Until I felt someone pat me on the shoulder, I looked over and met Poker-Face's eyes looking at me calmly, and my flustered mind suddenly settled down. For me, the effect sometimes seems to be the same as that of tranquilizers for neurotic patients, and the effect of the medicine is still very fast.

Boyouping is not a person who is easily curious, and he doesn't ask why I appear in this tomb that he doesn't seem to know. This makes me somewhat relieved, but at the same time, there is a feeling of being ignored frustration.

After resting for a while, I will continue to walk in. Poker Ping came here alone. I don't know why or what the purpose of coming is, but at least now that we meet, we will go all the way again.

The sensation of my legs has not fully recovered, and Pokerfing's knife was so ruthless that I still can't walk by myself, so the burden that was always entrusted to the fat man has now become Pokerfing's.

I put my arm on Poyouping's shoulder, and crawled on his back. I felt more comfortable than staying on the fat man. After all, although muscle and fat are both meat, the difference in essence is not one or two points.

Moreover, Poker Finger's body is fresh and clean, and there is no strange smell. Poker Finger walks very steadily. After climbing on his back for a while, my eyelids fight and I feel sleepy.

Later, in a daze, I subconsciously hinted to myself that it doesn't matter if the oil bottle is there, and nothing will happen even if I am in the bucket, so I fell asleep as a matter of course.

I slept a lot this time, and what’s even more surprising is that I woke up naturally from sleep. I looked at my watch, and it didn’t take long, like half an hour, but Boyouping walked away with a big man like me half an hour...

I felt a little bit sorry, so I patted Poker Fing on the shoulder, "Brother, um, take a break, shall we?"

Poker bottle didn't turn his head and continued to walk. I was a little surprised that he continued walking for half an hour without wind and waves. How large is this bucket?

I don’t know where the gust of wind is blowing, it’s gloomy, and people who just woke up will feel a little cold, so I shivered, and then I saw Poy Oil Bottle still only focused on walking, and suddenly I thought of the movie. The plot that often happens, the person who is walking behind my back now...isn't he a smug bottle?

I stared cautiously, not daring to make a sound for a while, for fear that this person would make me face a terrifying face when he turned his head. My arm was resting on this person's shoulder. I retracted my arm and almost circled him. The neck is broken, and the head is also a little bit on the shoulders, and if it is really some kind of monster, it doesn't matter if it is 21 or [-], let the neck be strangled first.

But I didn't expect that I was thrown to the ground before I had time to verify whether it was Poker Bottle, and then said, "I got tricked."

The voice was indeed dull. I exhaled a breath, feeling that I was really scaring myself. It would be better not to watch horror movies in the future.

Poker bottle sat next to me, and even squeezed his shoulders, probably because he was tired. At this moment, I belatedly remembered that I tightened my arms and put my head on my shoulders just now. It was a proper romantic drama The rhythm, my face turns green all of a sudden, if Poker-Face misunderstands that I am a sissy or something, it will be over.

Poker bottle didn't seem to notice my rushing thoughts, but looked around with a very serious expression, I shook my head to wake myself up, "Brother, you mean, this is a meeting Ghost hitting the wall?"

Poker-Face nodded, "The group of brats can't use your body to get out of here, so they definitely won't let it go."

I frowned, it seems that those little monks did it again?I recalled the experience of ghost hitting the wall before, and asked, "Do you have rhino horns?"

The stuffy oil bottle shook his head.

I sighed, although I wasn't too flustered, but I was still a little depressed. Every time I fell into a fight, a lot of things happened. Inexplicably, I thought of Poker Ping's sentence "Maybe it's because you are Wu Xie".

What does this sentence mean?Poker can't say things for no reason, and this sentence has no beginning and no end, so there must be a lot of articles. If a person has been unlucky all the time, and then someone tells him, because you are "xxx", then this sentence There are only two simple explanations for the words, one is just joking, more unlucky, it becomes the endorsement of unlucky, because you are you, so unlucky.But Poker Bottle is obviously not someone who knows how to make such jokes, so there is only the latter one left, because you are a special existence, you are xxx, xxx is different, so it is unlucky.

To change the concept, that is, because Wu Xie is a special existence, that's why he invites ghosts to see him so much?

For the first time in my life, I thought about why I exist in this abstraction.

Almost hopelessly, I asked, "Brother, do you know something?"