Chapter 49 Silent Mud Man

The current situation of this deep pit is indeed not to the point of crumbling. Although the stone debris keeps falling down, it has not shaken too much. Relatively speaking, it is relatively stable.

Some items fell scattered on the ground, left by those who panicked.

At this time, our mood has stabilized a lot and we have witnessed the current situation.

Fat Ma asked curiously, "What the mother is going on?"

The clay figurine shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either. With that, he walked towards the bronze platform and said calmly, "If you want to know the answer, you have to start from there."

After listening to this, I suddenly realized that I quickly followed the clay man to the bronze water platform. There was still a white fog around the bronze water platform. The sound of water sounded like a coin thrown on the clean porcelain floor, which was crisp and not noisy.

We passed through the thick white fog and approached the bronze water platform.

The bronze water platform is still trembling. It has never stopped, and the water flow of the four dragon mouths is relatively large. At this time, there was basically no one in the deep pit. I thought to myself that there might be only four of us.

Because the situation here has not completely stabilized, we have no time to take care of others. The four of us stared at the bronze water platform like this.

"Oh! Have you noticed that this pool has changed? Fatty Ma was surprised in his tone.

"What has changed?"

"Look, has the water in the pool become clear, not mud?"

After Ma Fatty's reminder, we saw that, as expected, the water became clear. I grabbed the flashlight and looked into the pool. The clear and clean water evaporated a thick white fog and floated around. The beam of light emitted by the flashlight looked deep through the fog and through the water. I didn't expect that this pool of water was so deep that I couldn't seem to see the bottom.

From time to time, the debris fell into the pool and disappeared at once.

None of us dares to touch the water easily. Fatty Ma has made a negative textbook for us before.

The old ghost suddenly said, "There must be a mystery hidden in this bronze platform."

"You still have to say this! Fat man, I have seen it for a long time.

"You two don't earn it first. Let's see."

After that, the two of them calmed down.

Only the sound of water and the trembling sound of the bronze platform, as well as the sound of gravel falling to the ground.

I stared at the bronze water platform seriously, but after looking at it for a while, I still didn't see a famous man. The mud man stared at the bronze water platform with a grim look.

Fat Ma smoked a cigarette as early as possible, but he was uncomfortable with the cigarette holder and was choked all of a sudden. Fatty Ma scolded and put out the cigarette: "But he really touched a ghost. He can't even smoke a cigarette."

Fat Ma's words fell short ago.

The clay figurine made a sound, which was just about to speak. But before we had time, suddenly, a huge dark shadow shrouded us. Although we did not turn around, we knew clearly about the shadow behind us.

For a moment, we all froze and did not dare to move easily, but we all touched the dagger towards our waist.

The old man's face has turned a little pale, and this abrupt situation made him a little uncomfortable.

I communicated skillfully with the clay figurine Ma Fatty with gestures. When we were about to act, we found that the shadows were changing, and the heights were different.

I immediately knew it, and there should be many people standing behind me.

I didn't hesitate. I turned around and looked back. In an instant, several flashlights lit up, and I was faced with a black hole in the muzzle. I was immediately dumbfounded. The first thought in my mind was that this time it was more or less auspicious.

When Fatty Ma saw me turn around, he was not stunned. He grabbed the dagger and scolded his mother and turned around, but when he saw everything in front of him, Fatty Ma immediately became depressed.

Not to mention the old ghost, he looks pessimistic. In contrast, the clay figurine and he are simply one heaven and earth.

Several lights shine on us, which makes us a little unable to open our eyes and can't see the situation in front of us.

We half covered our eyes with our hands.

"Who the hell are you?" I shouted and asked.

But no one answered, and there was no noise. I continued to ask, but no one answered. They were like a group of ghosts standing in front of me for a long silence.

"Sun, this is your fault. How can you be so rude? Let me do it!" Fatty Ma stood up, raised his voice, and said softly, "Which road are you fooling around? Maybe we will pull up eight generations. We are still relatives. Don't be so strange." With that, Fatty Ma still stretched out his hand to shake hands, but all he could hold was the black muzzle. Fatty Ma suddenly became timid and smiled and went back to the cat.

he said, "What the hell is he talking about.

Our two pedestrians were facing each other. No one listened to us, and they didn't say a word. They stood stiff for almost a quarter of an hour. My legs stood a little sore, but I didn't dare to move. I was afraid of moving, so I was immediately beaten into a sieve.

"What are you doing here?" Suddenly, the clay figurine spoke to break the deadlock.

Fat Ma whispered, "Don't waste your saliva. They are the living dead." Fatty Ma said so, but the next second, something happened that shocked us with our chin. One of them opened his mouth like a person who had just come out of the ice cellar: "This matter needs us."

"But I don't need you."

"It's not up to you."

Listening to the clay figurine and their answers, I feel like I'm in an illusion, listening to a 'ghost' and a person talking to each other like this. At this time, my inner surprise has become incomprehensinuous, and the clay figurine has become as hazy and mysterious as those white fog.

This is especially true for Fatty Ma. He patted his hand directly on the shoulder of the clay figurine, with a look of admiration!

"Whose decision is that?"

"We can't say."

The clay figurine closed his mouth and stopped talking, and there was also silent. The flashlight lit up, and the strong light still shone on us.

It seems that the background of the clay figurines is extraordinary. Looking at the current situation, I thought to myself, and their non-talking personalities are so similar. Now I finally understand why clay figurines speak so little. It turns out that they have faced such a group of people in life before, and it is difficult even if they want to talk!

About five minutes later.

The clay figurine said again, "Then we will do our own things."

"No."

The short two words instantly made the clay figurine lose his temper.

Fat Ma suddenly laughed and said, "It's better to let them follow. They have guys, and our lives are also guaranteed."