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Chapter 100 Rhino Photo, Weird Big-headed Doll

Zhang Wuyou raised his head, apparently he had to find a way to find the "ghost" who hit the wall.

In the original book, Wu Xie, Fatty Wang and the others were able to escape because Fatty Wang brought a golden talisman made of rhino horn.

When Zhang Wuyou lived in the hostel under the No.11 Archaeological Institute, he once went for a stroll on the street.

He happened to buy some rhino horns.

"Brother Qilin, what should we do now?"

Old Feng turned around, now Zhang Wuyou is their last hope!

"Okay, let me do it."

So Zhang Wuyou took out the rhino horn from his pocket.

"Oh, by the way, if you don't want to have nightmares for a while, close your eyes."

Zhang Wuyou added: "For those who are watching the live broadcast, it's best not to watch it. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

【what's up? 】

[What is it, is it more terrifying than a female ghost? 】

【Yes, yes, we have all seen Miluo Tuo. 】

[However, u1s1, Miluotuo is quite scary, I had nightmares for several nights in a row]

[Yes, it's really scary. 】

【Is this thing more terrifying than Miluotuo? 】

[Hey, I was told that I wanted to watch it, but I didn't dare to watch it——]

[Oh, little brother Qilin, don't hold your breath. 】

[Yeah, yeah, let's see——]

……

All of a sudden, the audience watching the live broadcast said one after another.

In the live broadcast room, Bingbing thought of something and said quickly.

"Okay, I believe Brother Qilin also has good intentions."

"Well, timid people should not read it, so as not to be frightened."

"If you really want to watch it, you can watch the edited version later."

Of course, everyone is curious.

Bingbing knew Zhang Wuyou's concerns, and repeatedly advised those viewers in the live broadcast room.

Now that the TV station has fulfilled its responsibilities, if an accident happens, it has nothing to do with them.

in the tunnel.

Zhang Wuyou took out the lighter, "clicked", pressed the switch, and lit the rhinoceros horn in his hand.

After a while, a wisp of white smoke soared up.

"Now, you all close your eyes."

Zhang Wuyou warned.

For example, Mr. Feng, Zhang Yuanshan, and Wu Sansheng haven't seen any big storms, so naturally they don't avoid them.

Xiao Wu, Qi Hegui, and Chen Wenjin are members of the Nine Schools, and they will not be afraid.

Time passed by minute by minute.

There was a strange smell in the hole.

Zhang Wuyou held up the rhino horn and stretched it as high as possible.

It doesn't look like he's here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuyou walked forward.

When Mr. Feng saw it, he followed.

Behind them, the archaeologists looked puzzled, but walked forward one after another.

"Hey, little brother Qilin, what are you doing?"

Qi Hegui pulled Fatty Wang, the photographer beside him, and asked.

"do not know."

Fatty Wang shook his head.

"What kind of horn is this?"

Xiao Sa frowned.

"Oh, it looks like rhino horn to me."

When Xiao Wu was in college, he dabbled in a wide range of subjects, including studying animals.

Therefore, he could tell at a glance that it was a rhinoceros horn.

"Oh, so why set fire to rhino horns?"

Fatty Wang scratched his head and asked quietly: "Could it be that it can ward off evil spirits?"

"No, this is Xizhao psychic."

Xiao Sa suddenly thought of something, slapped his thigh and said.

"What psychic?"

When Fatty Wang heard this, he immediately became nervous.

"Fat man, it seems that the books you read have been returned to the Chinese teacher?"

Saying that, Xiao Sa shook his head.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Sa, don't be foolish, tell me quickly, what's going on."

Fatty Wang urged.

"Well, the so-called rhinoceros psychic medium means that the ancients discovered that by burning the light emitted by the rhinoceros horn, they could see previously invisible ghosts and monsters."

Xiao Sa explained.

what?
what?
Still have this ability?

At this moment, Qi Hegui and Xiao Wu were dumbfounded.

"Of course, this is also what the ancients said. Now it seems that the ancients did not deceive me."

Xiao Sa said with a smile.

Suddenly, the team in front stopped.

moment.

Everyone's heart sank, maybe they really found something.

The audience in the live broadcast room naturally heard Xiao Sa's explanation.

[Oh my god, little brother Qilin, are you taking the initiative to find a ghost? 】

[What the hell is it, so fierce? 】

[Papapa, is there a little brother? 】

【嘿嘤嘤, forget it, I'll turn it off first. 】

[Barrage army, body protection——]

[Haha, smart me, I have already turned the volume to the lowest level. 】

[And, singing beside me: Today is a good day. 】

[Fatty photographer, do you want to add chicken legs? Quickly turn the camera over and let me see——]

……

In the end, Fatty Wang couldn't hold back his curiosity and raised his head.

"Look, there's a little black baby over there—"

Xiao Wu took the lead and pointed to the passage in front and said.

"Have it?"

Xiao Sa hurriedly looked over.

Naturally, Mr. Feng, Zhang Yuanshan, and Wu Sansheng all saw it.

Children are not scary.

The problem is that the child without pupils is like a cloud, attached to the rock, rippling with the waves.

A group of people only felt that the blood all over their bodies was frozen.

"It really came out."

Zhang Wuyou said lightly.

"Brother Qilin, what... what is this?"

After a long while, Mr. Feng asked in an extremely slow voice with a trembling voice.

He had also heard the story of Xizhao's psychic psychic.

The question is, is this a ghost?

Gradually.

The black shadow gradually took shape and turned into a big-headed baby.

No body, just a huge head.

"My God."

"What the hell is this?"

"What does he want?"

……

After seeing such a strange scene, the surrounding archaeological team trembled uncontrollably.

There is no way to change it, this is really too permeating.

"Leng Feng, shoot—"

Zhang Wuyou said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Leng Feng and the soldiers behind him loaded their bullets without saying a word and aimed at the black shadow above.

popping.

popping.

Bullets whizzed by.

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the big head, and it seemed that it was broken up.

It's just that it's not clear whether the bullet can kill the ghost, and everyone still maintains the posture of holding their guns.

"What should we do now?"

After a while, Old Feng asked in a low voice.

Under the art of learning from the wind.

After Zhang Wuyou confirmed that the front was safe, he said hastily.

"Quick, everyone go forward—"

Then, he took the lead and walked forward.

Feng Lao, Zhang Yuanshan, and Wu Sansheng also moved forward.

rustle.

rustle.

All of a sudden, all the archaeologists ran forward.

This time, everyone did not encounter that sharp corner and kept running ahead.

A huge stone gate appeared on the road in front of them.

After seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, I really walked out of the previous "ghost hitting the wall".

"Brother Qilin, I really belong to you."

"Thank you, brother Qilin."

"By the way, what the hell was that just now?"

……

The archaeological team members said one after another.

(End of this chapter)