Chapter 037: No Uncle Pit, Evil Online
"If he's busy all day, then even if he wants to find something for you to do, he won't have the time."
Zhang Moyu's words were light, but seemed to carry an inexplicable temptation that immediately captured Wuxie's heart.
Wuxie's eyes lit up when he heard what he said, and he felt like doing something, but his conscience told him that if he did that, his third uncle would definitely be very... unhappy.
"This isn't good~"
Although he said so, Wuxie's restless eyes and the corners of his mouth that were inadvertently raised all revealed his thoughts clearly.
Zhang Moyu smiled slightly, hiding his achievements and fame.
They soon arrived at the location of the Hydra Cypress. Wuxie squatted in front of the cave on the mountain, looking at the spectacular scene in front of him in amazement.
When he wasn't paying attention, Zhang Moyu lightly tapped his toes and flew into another cave, hiding his figure.
After Wuxie finished expressing his feelings, he felt the urge to share, but when he turned around, he didn't even see the corner of Zhang Moyu's clothes.
"Oh my god, Brother Mo is really good at climbing walls and flying over rooftops without making any sound. I wish I could be like that someday."
Wuxie grumbled to himself for a while, looking left and right at the cave next to him, trying to find where Zhang Moyu was hiding.
While peeking around, he lowered his voice and called out softly.
"Boss, where are you? You're walking too fast without making a sound."
Wuxie thought there would be no response, but just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden movement in a cave below him.
"squeak--"
The sound of response came unexpectedly, which scared Wuxie. The hand holding the edge shook subconsciously, and a small stone broke off the rock wall and fell down.
"Squeak~ Ouch! Who the hell dares to hit Fatty!"
Fatty Wang originally wanted to make another sound to scare Wuxie, but he was suddenly hit on the head. He covered his head and looked at Wu Sansheng next to him with suspicion.
Wu Sansheng rolled his eyes. It was because he was not familiar with the fat man. If it was his nephew who was next to him and dared to put the blame on him, he would have slapped him in the face.
He has always been the one to shift the blame to others, but no one has ever shifted the blame to him?
"The stones that fell from above."
Fatty Wang put on a fake smile.
"Well, I'm not suspicious or anything. It's just... Third Master has excellent eyesight. He can even spot such a small stone. Fatty, I admire you, I admire you!"
He just habitually suspected Wu Sansheng. After all, among their group, Wu Sansheng was the only one who was cunning and didn't seem like a good person.
After hearing the conversation below, Wuxie was confused. He lay back on the edge and looked down.
"Fatty, I heard you and Third Uncle's voices, are you all right?
And what about Xiaoge and Panzi? Did you find Da Kui? "
"Nephew, we're fine here." Wu Sansheng stuck his head out of the cave and responded.
He saw that Wuxie had a rosy complexion and looked fine, both mentally and physically in great condition, and doubts arose in his heart.
Although he would feel sad if Wuxie was injured, why did Hydra Bai just drag Wuxie away and do nothing?
At the very least, it would be more reasonable to hang them on a tree like those mummies.
Like now, there is no experience at all.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wu Sansheng said to Wu Xie:
"Are you in any danger? Be careful and don't touch the vines nearby."
Wu Sansheng wanted Wuxie to suffer more, so he deliberately named the lurking Hydra Cypress.
If Wuxie had not met Zhang Moyu before, he would most likely have subconsciously wanted to touch him out of curiosity.
But Wuxie had just been scolded by Zhang Moyu not long ago, and the guilt and uneasiness in his heart had not yet disappeared. He was extremely honest both physically and mentally, and stayed away from those vines that looked harmless.
"Okay, Uncle San, don't worry, I definitely won't touch it."
Wuxie's unexpected behavior made Wu Sansheng's heart suddenly tighten. He wondered if Wuxie had been replaced by someone during the time they were apart.
Otherwise, with Wuxie's curious, bold and thoughtless personality, how could he be so obedient?
When he was in the tomb passage, he discovered that Da Kui was actually impersonated by someone wearing a human skin mask.
The fake Da Kui wanted to attack him when he was alone, but he was careless for a moment and let him discover the clue. Now he has been killed by him with the help of the trap in the tomb.
The real Da Kui should have been killed before entering the water tunnel.
He said that it was impossible for him to have such bad judgment that he chose such a coward. The fake Da Kui had been acting so cowardly all along, just to paralyze his nerves and almost tricked him.
Although he had doubts about Wuxie's identity, Wu Sansheng did not show it. He planned to test it first.
"Xiao Xie, come down first and join us, then we'll go down together."
"Okay, Uncle San."
Wuxie had no suspicion and found a spot that looked more pleasing to the eye and slowly climbed down the cliff.
Wu Sansheng narrowed his eyes and watched Wuxie's movements. He didn't see any sign of martial arts training in him, so he turned his gaze to Zhang Qiling.
There was a silent exchange of glances, and a huge flow of information.
But perhaps because of the lack of tacit understanding, Wu Sansheng did not get any useful information.
Wuxie climbed down while looking around. Just when he was about to reach the entrance of the cave where Wu Sansheng and the others were, he suddenly stepped on empty air and fell down.
The fat man was just about to reach out to help Wuxie, but his hand was empty.
“Ah! Help—”
Wuxie just opened his mouth to shout for help, but his hands waved around and grabbed a vine. The startled vine instantly curled back and dragged him into the air.
Zhang Qiling jumped towards him the moment he fell, but because Wuxie was caught by the vines of the Hydra Cypress, he missed and could only move left and right and land on the ground.
"Nephew, are you okay?"
Wu Sansheng asked Wuxie who was hanging upside down on the tree with concern.
"I! Have! Something!"
Once again strangled by the vines, Wuxie responded with gritted teeth.
He felt that after the last long-distance drag, he had become somewhat immune to the strong entanglement of the vines.
Although Wu Sansheng's words of concern for him made him feel a little warm, but...
Can't his third uncle just stop smiling?!
His smile was so obvious, as if he was afraid that I didn't know that he was gloating, right?
A wave of grief and indignation welled up in Wuxie's heart, and then naturally he became furious and filled with evil, thinking of what Zhang Moyu had said to him.
He swung his head around, taking in the surroundings, trying to think of a way to cause trouble for his uncle.
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