Its eyes were full of anxiety as if it was coming to ask me questions, but Jiang Shaomu didn't do as he wished. He quickened his pace and was about to meet up with the three people in front.
The system quickly virtualized and boasted in Jiang Shaomu's mind: "The main system has connected me to the Internet. As long as you have me, you can connect the original world and this world. Why don't you be nice to me?"
Jiang Shaomu asked him, "Is such a useless ability worth mentioning?"
Ignoring the system's muttering, he joined the three people in front. Zhang Qiling had already recalled what happened twenty years ago. He sat in the corner of the pool and described the past twenty years in a calm and emotionless tone.
After hearing the story, Wu Yu felt shrouded in a huge mystery: who was lying?
But he couldn't calm down and think properly at the moment. Fatty Wang had already gone to test the mechanism, and Jiang Shaomu took out his recording equipment. Fatty's movements were as funny as Baldy Zhang's performance, so he had to record them carefully.
When Wu Yu saw the actions of Jiang Shaomu and Fatty Wang, all his sadness disappeared immediately. The atmosphere that Zhang Qiling had worked so hard to create was gone, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Shaomu was filled with the resentment that he had imagined.
The mechanism was activated, and the four of them rushed towards the tunnel inside. Fatty was in the lead. He felt very uncomfortable and complained: "Who built this stone tunnel? It's really discriminating against us fat guys."
Wu Yu laughed at him, but he didn't care. He straightened his chest and looked very proud: "Although I am fat, my skills are much better than yours."
Jiang Shaomu: "Stop talking nonsense, this stone wall seems to be closing. I just took a look and the secret door at the back is stuck. Climb up!"
No one doubted his discovery. The fat man had long felt that it was getting more and more crowded. At this moment, several people were desperately climbing up and hiding on the top before the two stone walls closed.
The passage on the stone wall was very narrow, and the few people could only crawl forward slowly. Amid the fat man's complaints, Zhang Qiling suddenly stopped, and Jiang Shaomu thought to himself: "Here we come."
As expected, Zhang Qiling stepped aside. On the blue brick above his head, a line of bloody words was written: "Wu Sanxing harmed me. I had nowhere to go and died unjustly. Heaven and earth will be my witness and undo the chain."
Wu Xiao had never let go of the previous mystery, and now he was even more confused. He didn't even remember who Jie Lianhuan was at first.
Wu Di's grandfather once said that because of Uncle San, our Wu family will never be able to hold our heads up in front of the Jie family in this lifetime. It turns out that it was because of this.
Wu Yu had no time to think deeply at the moment, and the few of them continued to climb forward desperately.
Fortunately, although he was afraid that the corridor would collapse if he changed it too much, Jiang Shaomu had no problem using the earth talisman to slightly widen the corridor.
When a few people finally got out, they were just a little disheveled, with their hands and feet bent for a long time causing some blood circulation problems, but they didn't have any injuries.
Fatty Wang was the most tired. After all, he was in such a good shape. He swore, "I have to lose weight this time, otherwise I will write my last name Wang upside down!"
Wu Yu didn't have the energy to listen to his antics at the moment. After finally getting safe, the first thing he thought about was whether Wu Sansheng had ever harmed anyone.
Zhang Qiling told him his guess, and Fatty Wang also gave his own thoughts. Wu Yu was unwilling to believe that his third uncle was a big devil, and he believed Fatty Wang's statement three-quarters of the way.
When he turned around, he suddenly saw Jiang Shaomu sitting aside and not involved. Wu Yu remembered that he had not expressed his opinion yet, so he asked him: "What do you think, Jiang Shao?"
Jiang Shaomu slowly sat up straight and looked over: "Those lines of words are arranged vertically. How can you be sure that it was your Third Uncle who killed Li Lianhuan, and not Li Lianhuan who killed your Third Uncle?"
Wu Yu was stunned on the spot.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
