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"Young Third Master! Young Third Master!" Pan Zi was simply unable to wake up Wu Xie who was stuck in his own dilemma.
The fat man watched Pan Zi shaking Wu Xie again and again, hoping to wake Wu Xie up from his confinement.
The fat man couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he pushed Pan Zi aside, grabbed Wu Xie and slapped him twice. Wu Xie was still confused during the first slap, but he finally woke up after the second slap.
"Wu Xie, are you awake now? Look at where we are now? Do you think we are here to play house with you?" The fat man had a serious expression on his face that Wu Xie had never seen before. Pan Zi on the side was also a little disappointed with him.
After being slapped twice, Wu Xie finally came to his senses.
"Sorry, Uncle Panzi, Fatty, I've gone crazy!" Wu Xie first reflected on his own problem.
Wu Xie stood at the entrance of the hall, propped up his chin and looked at the stone walls on both sides, then looked at the bones on the ground that were neatly arranged by Shunzi.
“These people were starved to death here. But since they were able to get in, there must have been a way there before.
And we did come in from the outside before, so it is impossible for this road to disappear out of thin air.
There must be something we have overlooked.”
"Could it be that the owner of the tomb is cursing us because we took the gold, silver and treasures here?" Shunzi had heard some ghost stories from the old people in the village.
"Even if there really is a curse, your father and the others didn't have any gold or silver on them, so how come they can't get out? This means it's not about these yellow and white things." Wu Xie shook his head and denied Shunzi's guess.
"Have we run into a ghost wall? I heard from old people that if you encounter this kind of thing, you can break it by pouring some boy's urine on it." The fat man offered his opinion.
The fat man looked at everyone's eyes and said, "Don't look at me, I am a philanderer in Beijing and I never leave money for the night."
Wu Xie, Shunzi and Fatty all looked at Pan Zi, who just waved his hands, "Young Third Master, you know me well. How could I still be a virgin at my age?"
Wu Xie, Fatty, and Pan Zi looked at Shun Zi again. Shun Zi saw the three of them looking at him and shook his head and waved his hands. "I'm already married, and my baby is two years old. How can I go back to being a virgin?"
Fatty, Panzi, and Shunzi looked at Wu Xie and asked in unison: "Young Master Wu Xie, what about you? You must be a virgin!"
Although Wu Xie wanted to refute him, his argument was simply untenable. If there was a woman around him, before he could say anything, he would be brought back by his second uncle, forced to register for marriage, and then be locked up and framed.
Fatty and Panzi each held Wu Xie's shoulders and looked at him solemnly, "Whether we can get out safely depends on you, Wu Xie/Little Third Master!"
Wu Xie looked at the fat man and Pan Zi who were carried to the tomb passage with a look of grief and anger. Then, under the gaze of the two men and three pairs of eyes, he completed the most humiliating excretion in his life.
The words of the older generation were indeed of some use. After Wu Xie urinated, the originally twisted and deformed tomb passage immediately returned to its original shape.
Shunzi carried his father's body on his back and followed the three people closely.
"Let's get out of here without further ado! Who knows if this place will ever change back to its original state." The fat man was extremely anxious. He urged Pan Zi and Wu Xie to hurry up, while anxiously pushing them out of the tomb passage.
As the four of them gradually walked away, the gate of the Jinshan Palace suddenly opened slowly. A figure walked out from inside, and it turned out to be the big-headed baby who had teased them at the hot spring before.
The big-headed baby opened his mouth, somewhat puzzled, wondering why these people didn't continue playing with him? However, he also felt that he had played enough, because there was another group of people coming later.
After the big-headed baby turned around and entered the palace, the gate slowly closed again. At the same time, the tomb passage seemed to become illusory, and soon disappeared completely.
Wu Xie and the other four people carefully groped their way forward along the periphery.
Wu Xie and others came to the end of the tomb passage, where there was a cliff.
The four of them lay on the cliff and looked down. A majestic mausoleum stood behind a forest of dead trees, looking eerie and terrifying.
Pan Zi took out a long rope from his backpack, tied one end to a huge rock, and threw the other end off the cliff.
The four of them followed the rope down one by one to where the dead wood forest was.
"Wet a towel with water and cover our mouths and noses with it. The smell of sulfur here is too strong. Inhaling too much will harm our bodies." Pan Zi took out a cup of water from his backpack, poured water into his palm, wet a towel, and then tied the wet towel around his head to cover his mouth and nose.
Wu Xie and the other two followed Pan Zi and after they were ready, they carefully followed Pan Zi into the dead woods. The four of them walked safely to the front of the mausoleum.
"I won't accompany you on the rest of the way. I've found my father, and I want to take him home to see my mother." Shunzi accompanied them safely to the front of the mausoleum.
"Can you go out by yourself? Otherwise, why don't you come with us so that we can take care of you when the time comes." Wu Xie was worried that Shunzi might have an accident if he went back alone, so he wanted Shunzi to go with them.
"No, I don't know where the road will lead me. I understand this, but Master San asked me to tell you something."
Shunzi's words shocked Wu Xie, Pan Zi and Fatty. They hadn't expected that the chopsticks for picking up the lama were broken and the original supplies were gone. With such a shattering start, the Third Master actually had a trick up his sleeve besides Plan 1 and Plan 2.
"What did my third uncle leave for you?" This was the first time Wu Xie heard news about his third uncle during this trip, and he felt a little excited.
"Along the Xuanwu's land where corpses are kept." Shunzi replied.
Wu Xie, Pan Zi and Fatty were all in disbelief and shouted in unison: "That's all? Just one sentence!"
Shunzi shook his head and said, "That's all the Third Master said. He said Wu Xie would know it when I said it."
Shunzi clutched the strap of his backpack and said, "Okay, Third Master, all good things must come to an end. We will meet again one day." After that, he turned and left.
Wu Xie looked at Shunzi's back as he walked away, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. He knew that if he continued to take Shunzi with him, he might not be able to turn back. Just like him, he was placed on the chessboard, no longer had the so-called freedom, and could only be pushed to the center of the chessboard step by step by the person behind the scenes.
"Shun Zi, take care on your journey!" Wu Xie shouted to Shun Zi who was walking away with his back to them.
Shunzi didn't look back, but just waved to them behind his back, then continued walking forward and gradually disappeared from sight.
Wu Xie and the other two stood there, and he was trying hard to think about what his uncle meant by the words he left behind.
Wu Xie thought about it over and over but still couldn't figure it out. In the end, it was the fat man's words that came to mind, "What exactly does this mean? Pan Zi is not an outsider. It's fine if he's on guard against Fatty, but why is he on guard against Pan Zi too?"
Wu Xie suddenly had an idea and laughed, "I know."
"Do you know? Wu Xie, what exactly does your third uncle mean by this sentence?" The fat man urged Wu Xie anxiously.
"This is a dialect. In our language, it means to follow the river and canal water straight to the bottom."
The fat man looked around and said, "There is no canal here. Where can we find one?"
Wu Xie walked forward for a distance and pointed to the arch bridge not far away. "Isn't this the canal? But after so many years, the water in the canal has disappeared."
After Fatty and Pan Zi got the answer, they immediately took action and came to the bottom of the canal.
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