Chapter 573 Fantasy!
If any bell is touched unintentionally, the chain effect triggered will be enough to pull thousands of bronze hexagonal wind chimes here!
The sound of a single hexagonal wind chime is enough to make several strong Han fell into the environment, and thousands of them.
In a moment, this terrifying power is enough to drive a person insane, or even completely destroy his mind!
“There is a set of bronze wind chimes hidden in Zhang’s home in Hong Kong Province. After research, they have mastered a use of this thing.”
"Ringing it with a special rhythm can completely cleanse all the memories of a person's past."
Glancing at the few people who were at a loss, the little brother poured a basin of cold water again.
“A group of people can do such an exaggerated thing. You Zhang family are really awesome. You can actually make such a simple and unsolvable anti-theft system.”
“Having said that, , Mengyou Ping, this thing appears in your Zhang family, you must have a way to resist the power of this thing, right?"
Wu Xie felt dizzy when he looked at the densely intertwined silk threads and bells in front of him. He groaned and looked at his little brother for help.
"Don't think about it. The only way to get through here is to avoid the threads and the bells, otherwise it will be useless even if you are deaf."
"This kind of wind chime will emit a kind of strange frequency fluctuation, regardless of the Whether you can hear it or not, it can successfully cause damage to your brain within a certain range."
"Also, there is no time for you to hesitate. If you don't leave, you will really die here. "
Hu Ming threw away his backpack, took off his slightly bulky layers of clothes and threw them aside, minimizing the floor space. At the same time, he pointed behind him and motioned for a few people to take a look. past.
There were countless small holes on both sides of the passage where Hu Ming and his men came. At this time, white strong alkali mist was pouring out continuously.
In just a few minutes, the white mist had filled the space in the passage, and was now flowing towards the place where everyone was at a very rapid speed.
The way of survival in the rear has been completely cut off, and the only way for everyone to survive is to move forward.
The method hailed as the ultimate defense system by the Zhang family naturally has no dead ends.
"There's no time, I'll go over first, you guys hurry up and follow me!"
Seeing this scene, the fat man's expression suddenly changed.
Following Hu Ming's example and throwing away all his burdens, he reluctantly glanced at the priceless paintings, leaving only a few exquisite small items in his pockets, and rushed towards Shi Liang without saying a word. .
It’s not unreasonable for Fatty to call himself the most sensitive Fatty.
The bloated body can always make many incredible movements, constantly twisting the fat limbs and body, barely avoiding contact with the silk wind chime by just a hair.
In a few tens of seconds, the fat man had successfully covered most of the distance. Following the fat man's movements, Wu Xie, who was the weakest in skills, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he also felt an inexplicable surge of joy. A surge of confidence.
If the fat man can get through it smoothly, he can too!
Seeing this, Hu Ming shook his head secretly. This nephew might have forgotten that he was a physical waste.
Although fat people are fat, in terms of body sensitivity, Wu Xie, who has stiff bones, is really incomparable to fat people.
Suddenly, an accident happened!
Seeing that he was about to reach the end safely, suddenly, the fat man's figure froze in place, motionless for several seconds.
“Fat man, what the hell are you doing with your ink? Come on over!”
Seeing this, Wu Xie subconsciously urged.
“It’s not good...”
However, the fat man didn’t react at all, and an ominous premonition suddenly filled the hearts of several people.
As expected!
The next moment, the fat man suddenly trembled all over and spurted out a mouthful of blood!
Perhaps the fat man was lucky. When he reached the end position, the density of the silk thread and the wind chime was much smaller, and most of this mouthful of blood avoided the silk thread and wind chime.
Only a few drops of sputtered blood sprayed onto the silk thread, causing a slight tremor, and the nearest small bell began to tremble.
The hearts of those watching this scene trembled. In addition to worrying about Fatty's situation, they were even more worried about what happened to the bell.
Seeing that the bell was shaking more and more and was about to make a crisp sound, suddenly, two slender fingers went around the fat man's back and clamped the bell firmly and powerfully.
The silk thread and bell stabilized instantly, and several people breathed a sigh of relief and had time to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads.
"When did your gas mask break? Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing earlier?"
Hu Ming carefully let go of the bell, quickly walked around in front of the fat man, and looked at the fat man's pale face and the bottom of the gas mask. There were tiny cracks, and his brows were furrowed.
If you guessed correctly, this should be caused by the excessive explosion just now.
Just now, Hu Ming felt something bad the moment the fat man was rewarded with his figure. He dodged the silk wind chime as quickly as possible, and only then arrived at the critical moment.
“Hey, isn’t this a life-and-death situation yet? Fatty, I thought I could handle this concentration.”
"Uncle, I owe you my life!"
Seeing that the crisis was over, the fat man tremblingly took off the ineffective gas mask, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled sadly, and said seriously.
“I’m afraid you’ve forgotten what I’m best at.”
Hu Ming’s mouth twitched. What should I say? Fat guy is a little too upright, isn’t he?
But the good news is that Fatty seems to be in good condition. He just inhaled a weak concentration of alkaline gas, which caused some damage to his lungs, but it was completely unknown and not irreversible.
"What else could it be? Just like the little brother, he can fight shit. I really forgot!" The fat man then returned, but then his eyes widened as he watched Hu Ming pull out a intact one out of thin air. Gas mask, couldn't help but almost slap myself.
He really forgot that Hu Ming had this skill!
The current location of Hu Ming and Fatty is only two meters away from the water pool at the end.
After his breathing stabilized, the fat man quickly followed Hu Ming across the last distance. When he reached the end, he let out a strange scream, made a leap like a white crane spreading its wings, and jumped into the pool.
"Innocent, you have to believe in yourself, you can do it! Hurry up, the fog has come, time is running out!"
Stand up from the water that is half waist high, and face Wu Xie on the opposite side shouted.
Little brother and Xiaohua are both agile people. Fatty can barely get through, so there is no problem for them.
Although Xiaohua was carrying the body of Huo Xiangu on her back, with the help of her little brother, she still managed to cross over without any danger.
Now, only Wu Xie is left on the opposite side.
The mist has slowly approached Wu Xie's butt, and it seems that in a minute or two at most, the mist will completely cover it.
"Fuck, let's fight!"
Taking a deep breath to cheer himself up, Wu Xie cursed secretly with a slightly ferocious look on his face, and strode forward.
Oddly enough, the moment he stepped onto the stone beam, Wu Xie's eyes suddenly fell into a trance, seemingly due to the influence of a strange substance like bronze.
Bloomingly, I seemed to see a figure on the cliff below the stone beam, and at the same time, a familiar and heroic singing voice faintly sounded in my ears.
"You go forward, mistress, go forward boldly, go forward, don't look back."
"The road to the sky is nine thousand nine hundred and nine hundred and ninety-nine."
This is clearly Panzi’s voice!
Wu Xie is very familiar with Panzi’s voice!
“Panzi! Is that you? Are you here? Why are you here? ?Come on, this place is about to become a hell on earth!”
Subconsciously, Wu Xie yelled anxiously at the top of his voice before he had time to think much.
"What's going on? Isn't it true that I am possessed by evil spirits? Isn't Panzi's grandson waiting for us outside? How could he be here?"
In the water pool on the other side, several people are standing there. People looked at Wu Xie who was suddenly dancing and shouting in confusion. The fat man scratched his head and asked in confusion.
“Is it because of the bronze hexagonal wind chimes? But that’s not right, the wind chimes were not touched, and we did not receive any impact.”
The younger brother also frowned and was puzzled. .
"...More than half a year ago, Wu Xie and one of his long-dead childhood friends went to the Qinling Mountains and had close contact with the bronze sacred tree deep in the Qinling Mountains for a long time. Perhaps it was because of the residual influence of that mysterious power?"
Seeing that Wu Xie's hand was about to touch the wind chime, Hu Ming quickly took out the pistol from his waist, aimed and shot, all at once, and even leisurely explained Wu Xie's strange behavior in a leisurely manner.
Bang!
The bullet passed through the criss-crossing network of silk threads without touching a single thread or wind chime. It accurately smashed the wind chime Wu Xie was about to touch into pieces.
Ancient bronze has many mysterious powers, but nothing is perfect in this world, and its hardness is much worse than other metals.
"Qinling? The dead Faxiao? Is that so... was it the obsession of the deceased person before his death that triggered that strange power to create another Faxiao?"
"I didn't expect Wu Xie to actually I have been in contact with the bronze sacred tree, and my body must have been affected to some extent. No wonder it resonates with the hexagonal wind chime in an unexpected way."
"I remember that in ancient times, there used to be the Queen Mother of the West. One of the habitats of the tribe. "
"The bronze sacred tree that goes deep into the ground is made of massive amounts of ancient bronze to lure out and hunt the "earth dragons" living deep underground. The oil of the earth dragons is that. Important supplies for the tribe. ”
The little brother who has recovered his memory naturally knows about the bronze sacred tree deep in the Qinling Mountains. Although he does not know the details of that incident, he can roughly guess part of it after Hu Ming’s brief reminder. .
"Nephew, don't panic, continue to move forward boldly, I will support you here!"
There is no time to tell Fatty and Xiaohua the story about the Qinling Bronze Tree, Hu Ming rushed over there Wu Xie, who was awakened by the gunfire, shouted loudly.
Wu Xie dazedly wiped away the tears that had overflowed from the corner of his eyes. Hu Ming's words and Panzi's words in the environment gradually merged into one sentence - Go forward boldly!
"Okay!"
There is no doubt that whether it is Panzi in the fantasy or Hu Ming in reality, these two people are Wu Xie's most trusted people.
Completely letting go of his unconfidence and worries, he looked back at the approaching fog, breathed in the hot air that even the gas mask could not completely filter, and felt the burning tingling sensation in his lungs. Wu Xie strode forward. go.
Under the premise of ensuring his own speed, Wu Xie twisted his stiff body as much as possible. Once the wind chime was inevitably touched, a gunshot would sound from the opposite side and the wind chime would be knocked out. Crush.
This section of the road was the most thrilling and the most reassuring that Wu Xie had ever walked. When he successfully crossed the stone beam and came to Hu Ming and others, Wu Xie completely relaxed. .
Looking back at the silk thread and wind chimes, Wu Xie always felt that, perhaps because of the remaining influence of the bronze environment, the road he had traveled was paid for by Panzi's life.
The out-of-tune rough voice in the eyes still vaguely echoes in my mind - Mistress, please go forward boldly, go forward and don’t look back!
This is not the first time that Wu Xie has been lifted from the illusion of bronze. Compared with the time in Qinling, Wu Xie always feels that this illusion... should be real!
"Uncle, this time it is real. Thank you very much. I definitely wouldn’t have been able to get through without your support. Let’s go, Uncle Ming, Menyouping. I don’t know why, but I suddenly want to see Panzi.”
I took a deep look below. On the bottomless cliff, Wu Xie's voice contained a hint of desperation that he didn't even notice.