Chapter 28 Long-lost Zongzi

Chen Yutou suddenly became silent. He didn't say anything, and no one dared to speak. But I can't stop talking. The fat man's situation can't wait any longer.

"Fish head, make a decision!"

The clay figurine was also muffled at this time, and his expression could not be seen.

Finally, Chen Yu raised his head as if he had made a decision: "Let me do it! Young man, get out of the way."

The clay figurine stood still as if he didn't hear the voice of the fish head master and frowned gently: "I'll do it!" After saying that, he quickly squatted down, and then quickly reached into the dark compartment that the fat man had touched before.

Time flows closely. Dense beads of sweat came out of the clay man's forehead.

I stood aside and was also anxious.

This can be said to be the biggest crisis we have encountered since we went to the ground, and such things happened as soon as we went to the ground. The fat man's life was in danger.

And I can only wait now. In this torture situation, the clay man finally pulled his hand back, and the one that followed his hand turned out to be a dry and old withered hand.

The people around were shocked and dispersed one after another, giving up a piece of space. The clay figurine did not delay and quickly retreated after pulling his hand. At the same time, he shouted, "Fal away quickly."

The situation was urgent, and I didn't dare to delay. I struggled to resist the fat man Ma on his back and dragged him back. In the chaos, the old man also came to hold hands.

In this way, we got the fat man to a safe place, and Zhang Tong also followed us.

And Wang Laochen's fish head mud people stayed in place and did not move.

After I handed over Fatty Ma to the old ghost and Zhang Tong to take care of him, I also rushed to the front.

"Little comrade, don't come here to make trouble." Chen Yutou said nervously.

"Fish head, don't worry, I have this," I took out my black donkey's hoof and shook it.

Chen Yutou didn't say anything when he saw the black donkey's hoof. I continued to move closer to the clay figurine. He asked softly, "Are you all right?"

The clay figurine shook his head. But the attention has been stuck in the dark.

The black dry claws slowly stretched out, and the movement was very slow. Unconsciously, a gloomy breath emerged from the air.

Several people held their breath and stared at the dark grid.

Over time. The whole hand of Zongzi came out, with dark skin and a dry smell, and the smell was extremely unpleasant.

"Will it be a corpse," I said quickly.

"No," the fish head denied it.

Everyone watched the change and dared not make a big move.

But I was wondering if I could ' kill' it before it came out again. When the other hand of Zongzi also stretched out, my heart rose to my throat.

I haven't seen Zongzi for a long time. It's false to say that I'm not nervous. I took it easy and tried to stabilize my mentality, and the fat man's life was in danger.

By the way, I suddenly thought of this question and asked, "Can this thing save the fat man?"

"Can." The clay figurine answered me decisively and quickly.

This answer is equivalent to giving me a reassurance.

"What are you waiting for, do it!" I urged.

At this time, the clay figurine is relatively calm, so let me not worry.

But how can I not be in a hurry? The fat man is likely to be poisoned. If he is not treated in time, he is likely to die.

I don't want something to happen to Fatty Ma.

I'm so anxious that I'm almost jumping.

And the head of the zongzi also appeared out of the forehead, as if it was stuck.