Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 156: The World Behind The Doors

Everyone got a little nervous when they heard the tip.

Even Jiang Daqi unconsciously pulled out a cigarette gun and squeezed it tightly in his hand.

After swimming a dozen more meters, a stone gate appeared in front of him.

It's a very narrow door —— and of course, it's also relative to this very large hall, which is at least four or five metres wide.

The stone gate is extremely thick and has been pushed in half, and there are traces of recent prying on the door frame, which should have been left by Fujita Gang.

“Here's the knife!” Sure enough, as soon as Parker walked in the door, he yelled.

I walked into the door and threw a long knife on the floor of the door, and the knife rod was already slightly bent.

That's a little weird!

Jiang Dayi swept the knife and looked at me. The phrase came out again after a long time: “Brother Zhang, what do you think? ”

I smiled with bitterness and said, "Why are you staring at me? Why don't you ask Yuan Fang what he thinks?

But I still said, "From the standpoint of style, it looks a lot like a strange knife from the Tang Dynasty, but there are a few different points, the knife head is much wider than a strange knife, and the lever is a bit too long, it looks more like the North-South Dynasty style. ”

“That's not what I'm asking.” Jiang Daqi pointed to the door frame and lit the bent part of the knife lever.

“This was obviously used to pry the door. If no one ever came here after the Feng family video, only Fujita Gang was in front of us, that is, he did it. But..."

I paused: “Something's wrong again, we all know he's a symbiotic animal, half an octopus, just a little gap to get into. If the sturgeon can get through, he's not a problem, so why break the door? ”

“Even if he had to pry the door, the harpoon in his hand might have worked better, so why use this knife? ”

Jiang Daqi nodded: “Brother is quite right, that's what I'm worried about. Has anyone else been here long before Fujita Gang! And just recently. ”

“Is it possible that the man didn't go out in the ruins?” Fan Chung added another sentence.

Everyone listened and got nervous for a while.

It's true, and it's not without it!

Although William put cameras at the entrance, it's not hard to hide, at least there are a lot of people in our team who can do it.

I suddenly remembered, could it be the middle finger in the hand tissue?

Turn to it, it's unlikely.

Zhongzheng is good at water-based spells. Even if he came here, he didn't have to pry the door so hard at all. Any moisture body would pass. It's much lighter than Fujita.

But who would that be?

“Keep your eyes open as you move forward.” Jiang Daqi commanded.

The door is a short corridor, turning around, a very wide square with a tall bluestone platform directly opposite it and the end of the recording - that staircase.

The steps are incredibly tall, and each step is over a meter high, with nine floors in total.

The steps were carved out of blue stone, except for a layer of copper leather wrapped around the outside, which gave rise to a large green moss. Bronze is also full of rust, look at the luminous green, the layer up, the top of the stairs can't see anything...

As soon as we approached the steps, we heard a very noisy wave of water coming from all directions, pounding and banging, as if there were thousands of troops rushing here.

“Come on, get round!” Jiang Daqi said, flanking out, squeezing the cigarette gun and staring across the street.

The crowd immediately circled, armed and cautiously alerted.

Louder and denser.

Immediately afterwards, a big wave of black gray came out of all directions!

It's a fish!

The sturgeon!

Thousands of dense, numb sturgeons have formed a wave of sturgeon that rushes towards us.

Look at that. You have to tear us apart alive!

“Motherfucker! What the hell do I think a bunch of fish can do to me?” Fan Chung said, the long knife in his hand suddenly turned red and the brushed knife swung out.

The knife swept out of the wave, lifting a wave in the sky, and headed straight for the fish.

This knife went down, like the autumn wind fell leaves, the fish brushed down so big, the water turned bright red, let alone cut hundreds!

But the sturgeon seemed completely unaware of fear. Instead, it floated faster and moved closer.

“Come on, Master Fan will make you die today.” The guy said, "Another knife.

“Stop it!” Pike leaned one step and bubbled around from Leung Myung Li's atmosphere, holding Fan Chung's wrist together.

“What are you doing?” Van Chung looked at him with some surprise.

“Don't kill me again...” Parker was resolute.

“If you don't, will you wait for the fish to eat you? ”

“I've put the potion in and it's going to work.” Pike said, shaking the little bottle of medicine in his hand.

“Potion? What the hell is that?” Van Chung is a little strange.

“Just look at it, don't kill it again. All animals, like humans, have the right to survive, and as long as they don't endanger lives, we'd better not kill them on our own. ”

The righteous words said by this guy, a posture to protect small animals and even fish stocks, is really hard to relate to the attitude of letting the humans kill each other and even eat their hands while traveling in Yunnan.

He may not only be a big pervert, but also likely to have a double personality.

More importantly, it could be a homosexual, even more disgusting, to return him to me!

When I went on a trip to Yunnan, I thought I saw through this stuff, but now, I can't see it anymore.

Fan Chung was stunned by his words. He didn't think he would snort. Then he drew his hand back, but he didn't do it again.

The black-pressed fish formed a tall black and grey wall, coming together, like a cloud-pressed city, and jumping at us.

Everyone knows that Parker is a zoologist and has some special skills, but is it still questionable whether he can contain such a crazy group of fish? All of them are ready to go, squeezing their weapons.

Just as the fish were about to hit us, a miracle happened.

That crazy bunch of sturgeons all parked a foot away from us and wouldn't dare go any closer.

We are surrounded and even overhead by dense, numb fish as if we were in a natural aquarium. Between us and the fish, there seems to be an invisible glass wall.

“Let's go!” Pike said, walking towards the stairs.