[Stolen Pen] Wangmeng's Little Black Hole's Road to Escape

The fat man was still hanging in the air by the ghost-hand vine, and Wu Xie couldn't reach him. Wu Sansheng was below him and told Wu Xie and Pan Zi not to move, and he went to find him.

Wang Meng supported Zhang Qiling, and after standing still, he walked towards the jade platform.On the stone platform lay two corpses, one was a young female corpse with a white gauze, her eyes closed, and a peaceful face; Tight-fitting armor, hands on chest, holding a purple gold box in hand.

When Wang Meng got closer, he saw that the eyes of the armored corpse were actually open, and those two blue eyes were staring at him coldly, giving people an uncomfortable feeling.Wang Meng went to look at the female corpse, and the female corpse was a bit handsome after getting closer. The female corpse was not only handsome, but she was lying there with fair skin, and she looked as if she was just asleep.

Wang Meng raised his hands and thought about it. There is a saying that the ancients sometimes put some special treasures into people's mouths to embalm, but those who can do this are mostly nobles. Although there are records in anti-corrosion history books, there is no actual basis.

Wang Meng said "offended" in his heart, stretched out his hands to press the cheeks of the female corpse, the female corpse opened its apricot mouth slightly, and immediately saw the key inlaid with green beads under her tongue.This should be it.

But this female corpse has been able to remain immortal from the Western Zhou Dynasty to today, which shows that this treasure should be very effective. Thinking of another purpose of his trip, Wang Meng planned to take out the key.

Just when I was about to start, I heard the fat man's voice from above: "Little comrade, are you asking Hua girl to work?"

As soon as Wang Meng looked up, he saw the fat man hanging in mid-air like a twisted flower with ghost-hand vines. He was inexplicably annoyed and funny, "I told you to mess around, do you feel better now?"

The fat man twitched his butt again when he heard the words, and said, "Okay, do me a favor first, let me put the fat man down!"

Seeing the way the fat man behaved, Wang Meng knew he had to be put down first, so he said to Poker Bottle, "Brother, please help me."

Zhang Qiling glanced at him, then pulled out the ancient black gold knife from behind and handed it to Wang Meng. Wang Meng took it and threw it to the fat man who was still in the air. The fat man thanked twice and reached out to take the knife , as soon as I got it, I said "Hey" and cursed, "What the hell is this knife, it's dead!"

Only then did Wang Meng come to his senses, and said, "I can pick up where it's sinking, so don't pick it up, get down quickly!"

The fat man murmured and used his knife to cut off the ghost hand vine. Wang Meng saw it, and just about to scream, the fat man fell down with a swish of the knife and was lying on the armored corpse. , He even knocked off the mask of the armored corpse, Wang Meng hurriedly wanted to see how the fat man was doing, the fat man turned around and shouted at him: "Don't look, this is a blue-eyed fox!"

But Wang Meng had already seen it before he yelled. Under the mask was a miserable white face. If you looked carefully, you could still vaguely distinguish the facial features of the person. There was no hair on the whole head, no hair. Eyebrows and beard, his face is very sharp, already a bit deformed, his eyes are almost just a long slit, and two blue eyeballs glow coldly in the two slits, and other facial features are almost indistinguishable Well, it can be said that at first glance, this face looks very much like a grinning fox with a human face, especially his two blue eyeballs, which look even more weird.The fat man was so frightened that he turned over and fell off the jade platform, and said in amazement: "I can't think of it! King Lu Shang has such a virtue."

"I'm afraid this is not King Lu Shang..." Wang Meng said in a low voice, and then went to hold the female corpse's throat, and then lightly patted her on the back of the head, and a key fell out of her mouth. Immediately afterwards, the body of the female corpse automatically lay down on the jade platform again.Wang Meng immediately picked up the key. After doing all this, he realized that the fat man had been staring at the key in his hand, as if staring blankly.

Wang Meng reached out and patted the fat man, trying to bring him back to his senses, but he didn't expect that the fat man's reaction would be so strong with such a light pat. Suddenly, his eyes widened with anger, and he yelled: "You son of a bitch! You're lying to me!" After speaking, he lifted up a saber placed beside the blue-eyed fox corpse and was about to stab Wang Meng, Wang Meng frowned and took a few steps back, seeing how the fat man's eyes were red and his relatives didn't recognize him, he might have hit the target What illusion?

The fat man rushed over with a knife in his hand and wanted to stab Wang Meng again, but he was knocked unconscious by Poker Ping behind him with a knife in his hand.

At this time, Wang Meng heard the voices of Wu Xie and Wu Sansheng. Wang Meng turned his head to look, and found that the three of them had already got out of the hole closest to the ground.

Wu Xie was still lamenting that fortunately his third uncle was very familiar with these Qimen Dunjia and other things, otherwise it would be very difficult for them to just get down to this ground.After seeing Wang Meng, Wu Xie quickly walked to Wang Meng, looked at him, and asked, "Wang Meng, are you okay? The fall just now was not easy."

Seeing Wu Xie, Wang Meng was relieved that they were both on the ground now, so he smiled and responded, "It's okay, it's fine."

Wu Xie also smiled relaxedly, and said, "It's fine, I'll go back and increase your salary." He knew that Wang Meng had always been looking forward to the salary increase.

Wang Meng scratched his head and said, "Okay, just don't forget."

However, many years later, what Wu Xie fears most is that others will say "it's okay" to him. These two words give him too many profound images.

The author has something to say: Go to bed early yesterday... at two o'clock (mud

Tomorrow the author is going to Comic Con, so I really have to go to bed early today! [serious face]

I mean, there's really nothing to read about this article.