Wu Yu Saves the World

Chapter 181: Grave Robbers' Chronicles Qi Yu 63

"That's fine. This talisman paper was created by my sister. I was afraid it wouldn't work, so I didn't dare to give it to you. Now it seems to be working well."

Wu Xie's words aroused Fatty Wang's dissatisfaction.

"Little naive, I find that you have turned bad. You will not take action until your fat brother suffers enough."

"I'm telling you, when I get home I'll report this to my boss and tell him you're abusing your employees."

"Stop. We're not far from the village. Be careful."

As Wu Xie spoke, he looked towards the village not far away.

Walking into the Misty Village, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang saw a desolate and dilapidated village, as if no one had lived here for a long time.

They explored around carefully and finally found a relatively tidy dilapidated house and decided to rest there.

Wu Xie walked into the room and found a baby cradle in the corner with a worn-out little rag doll on it.

He gently picked up the doll, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

The fat man was praying outside the house, muttering to himself, asking the owner not to mind letting them stay overnight.

After resting for a while, the fat man felt a little hungry, so he decided to go out to get some water and see if he could hunt some wild game to improve his meal.

He excitedly went out with his bucket and hunting tools, but he didn't expect that a sudden disaster was waiting for him.

Just when Fatty Wang had just finished satisfying his physiological needs and was about to look for prey, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

Suddenly, everything went dark and Fatty Wang lost consciousness.

After Wu Xie cleaned up the house, he still couldn't see Fatty Wang.

As doubts grew in his mind, he put down his work and decided to go out to look for Fatty Wang by the well.

When he arrived at the well, he didn't see Fatty Wang. Wu Xie looked around and found no other sound except the occasional bird calls.

He shook his head, feeling uneasy.

Just as he turned around and was about to go back, he caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of his eye.

Wu Xie looked around again but found nothing unusual. However, his intuition told him that he seemed to have been targeted by someone.

As night fell, Wu Xie sat in the house, feeling extremely anxious.

Where did Fatty Wang go? Why is he still missing? And who is responsible for the inexplicable sense of surveillance?

Just then, a strange sound suddenly came from outside the house.

Wu Xie's heart tightened and he immediately stood up and walked to the window.

I saw a puppet in black clothes and with a strange face slowly walking towards the house. Its movements were stiff and mechanical, as if it was controlled by some force.

Wu Xie was startled and immediately picked up the flashlight, looking outside carefully.

The puppet seemed to be aware of his presence and suddenly accelerated towards the house.

Wu Xie didn't have time to think, he immediately rushed out the door and fought with the puppet.

He took the opportunity to put a talisman on the puppet, and the puppet was instantly stunned in place.

Just when Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, he discovered that the puppet was actually carrying a time bomb!

Wu Xie's heart tightened, and he quickly armed himself with talisman paper before rushing to the second floor, trying to find a safe place to hide.

However, just as he had just stood firm, the puppet appeared in front of him again.

Wu Xie hurriedly pulled out a gun from his waist and pointed it at the corpse.

He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

A gunshot pierced the night sky, and the puppet was knocked to the ground.

Wu Xie immediately went forward to take a look, only to find that the bomb's timer was ticking rapidly.

He was startled and immediately ran away.

At this moment, a masked man in black rushed out from the darkness and controlled the corpse to quickly detonate the bomb.

Wu Xie only had time to turn around and jump out of the second-floor window before explosions echoed throughout the village and flames shot up into the sky.

Wu Xie lay on the ground, looking at the fire in front of him, filled with anger.

He knew that all this was a conspiracy of the Wang family.

Wu Xie quickly left the place, his heart beating as fast as a drum. At this moment, there was only one thing in his mind, and that was to find Fatty Wang.

He was walking through the winding passage when suddenly a rotten wooden board tripped his foot, causing him to stagger and almost fall.

At this moment, his eyes fell on a dark red stain next to the wooden board. It was blood!

Wu Xie squatted down and looked at the bloodstain carefully. It seemed to point in a certain direction.

He followed without hesitation. The blood trail was like an invisible clue, leading him deeper into the woods.

Wu Xie held the knife tightly in his hand and carved marks on the tree trunk from time to time to prevent himself from getting lost.

However, after looking around, he found himself back to where he was.

Those carved marks were like mocking eyes, staring at him.

Wu Xie's heart sank, but he did not give up. He knew that as long as he persisted, he would be able to find Fatty Wang.

He continued to explore forward, carefully avoiding possible traps.

But fate always seemed to like playing jokes on him. He suddenly missed a step and fell down.

Wu Xie only had time to turn on the flashlight, and saw that it was pitch black all around, with only the flashlight beam drawing tracks in the darkness.

He found that he had fallen into a trap, and at the bottom of the trap was a half-open stone door.

Wu Xie's heart moved. Could this be the entrance to the ancient tomb?

Without having time to think, he got up and walked towards the stone gate.

When he pushed open the stone door, a cold breath hit him in the face.

He saw a masked man in black standing at the entrance of the tomb, holding a complex-looking tool in his hand, trying to crack the mechanism of the tomb door.

Wu Xie was shocked, but he didn't show it. He just watched quietly.

The man in black didn't seem to notice Wu Xie's arrival. He was concentrating on cracking the mechanism.

Wu Xie took the opportunity to observe the scene inside the tomb. He saw some sculptures, which were carved with simple and powerful knife techniques, and were obviously works from the Warring States Period.

But he also discovered a self-actuated stone mechanism, which was in the style of the Ming Dynasty.

Wu Xie said to himself.

"This tomb is really strange. The carving techniques are from the Warring States period, but the mechanism of the self-flowing stone is from the Ming Dynasty. Could it be that this tomb has been modified by someone? Or has the mechanism of the self-flowing stone appeared a long time ago?"

He walked down a staircase while thinking. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, bringing with it an indescribable chill.

Then, a sharp voice rang out, as if it was a call from the depths of hell.

Wu Xie's heart tightened, but he did not retreat. Instead, he continued to move forward.

He walked into a door and saw a corpse lying quietly on the ground.

Wu Xie calmed himself down and wanted to check the identity and cause of death of the body.