Chapter 344 The boss is ready to rescue
Recalling the stereotypes that Zhang Qiling had left on him during certain special periods, the more Hei Xia Zi looked at it, the more he felt that his description was correct!
I couldn't help but beep inwardly.
Is it possible that Hei Xiazi is a person who was born dumb?
What a damn fate, isn't it, that I have to deal with these homeless members of the Zhang family?
He was just thinking that Zhang Qiling, the mute number one, had lost his memory and now Zhang Moyu had cured him. Now he finally wouldn't have to randomly refresh a mute with amnesia every once in a while.
Although raising a mute is worry-free, and after bringing him home, there is a high probability that rewards such as black cards and antiques will drop after a while, but every time you claim him, you have to fight a life-and-death battle.
As a result, just a few days later, something like this happened to him, which made him very difficult to deal with.
When Hei Xia Zi now thinks of the memories of being pinned to the ground and beaten, he feels phantom pain all over his body.
People with amnesia can really be ruthless!
So he doesn't miss the days when he made extra money in the past. His life is good now, and he doesn't think God needs to give him another dumb number two.
Zhang Haimo, who was regarded as the mute No. 2, ignored the uncooperative Hei Xia Zi after a brief thought, and focused his attention on the group of gravekeepers in front of him who were obsessed with the sacrificial activities, silently planning a rescue plan.
Before he could calculate his route of action, several more people quietly appeared in their sight.
Three heads quietly emerged from the top of the huge stone pillar of the altar, standing side by side and discussing in a very low voice, while watching everything happening below.
"Elder, Brother Wuxie and the others are tied up down there. Did that man deliberately lure us over here to rescue them? He's so kind."
Nan Xihe looked at Zhang Haimo who was waiting for an opportunity in the dark corner and couldn't help but sigh.
Faced with the innocent child's admiration, Zhang Moyu was silent for a second, and replied softly with a subtle expression.
"I guess so."
He also didn't want to break Nan Xihe's beautiful impression of his family, so he let the child continue to misunderstand.
In fact, Zhang Moyu guessed that it was because that person also discovered the unusualness of this altar. If the sacrifice began and blood was seen here, it would be difficult for him to get out.
As soon as he climbed up, Zhang Moyu noticed something unusual under the hollow stone pillar.
It was a plant that would grow wildly when exposed to blood. Its shape was probably like a dodder magnified dozens of times. He had seen it in a family book before.
He still remembered that the first tribesman who discovered this plant liked to imitate elegance, so when recording it, he casually gave it a more literary name, called "Red Veins with Threads".
Among the many plain names such as "such and such vine", "such and such flower", "such and such grass" recorded in the family, this name is particularly unique and outstanding, making people remember it subconsciously.
The red-veined plant is like the Hydra cypress. Driven by instinct, it has a certain degree of intelligence and will start to forage automatically once awakened by the smell of blood.
And this thing is different from the plants in ordinary tombs.
Things like the Hydra Cypress and the Ghost Hand Vine like to catch ordinary people and will consciously avoid those with special bloodlines, especially those with the bloodlines of auspicious beasts such as the Qilin and the Phoenix, and they would like to retreat three feet away.
But the Red Vein is different. This thing will pursue the quality of blood. Generally speaking, it will basically ignore ordinary people and only suck those with special blood.
It can be regarded as a powerful weapon to prevent carriers of special bloodlines. Almost all families who are wary of these bloodlines and have the conditions to grow it will plant something of this.
In this kind of sacrificial tomb with a certain bloodline inheritance, it is normal for this plant to be used as a backup and protection mechanism.
Thinking of this, Zhang Moyu patted Nan Xihe's shoulder and told him something in advance.
"The chief and I will go down and hold them back later. You find a chance to pull up Xiao Xie and the other three. We'll go back the way we came and meet them at the corner of the side hall.
"Xiao Hei should have the key to the main tomb chamber. Let's go to the main tomb chamber after we meet up. This tomb has a very strong defense mechanism. There should be something inside that can purify your peacock bloodline. You are in luck."
When Nan Xihe heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly asked.
"How pure can it be? Can it turn me into a demon... No, can it transform me like the clan leader? And will I also be immune to all poisons in the future?"
"It depends on the situation."
Zhang Moyu answered perfunctorily and pushed Nan Xihe's head aside. His eyes were still closely following the developments below with Zhang Qiling.
"Wu Xie can't hold on any longer, get ready to rescue people."
I don't know if it was out of some bad taste, but until the verbal battle between Wuxie and the priest entered a white-hot stage and the other party's hand was ready to move the dagger at his waist, and Wuxie began to panic, Zhang Qiling said casually, "Get ready for support."
Zhang Qiling raised his eyes, which had been lowered to watch Wuxie and the priest arguing with each other, and looked at Hei Xiazi who was right opposite them.
Hei Xia Zi, who was also watching with great interest, looked up as if he had noticed something and gave this side a standard smile. Years of tacit understanding made him understand Zhang Qiling's meaning at a glance.
He made an "OK" gesture in front of him, then let his hands hang naturally, and in the blink of an eye he took out two guns from his body.
Seeing that he was ready, Zhang Qiling shifted his gaze and stared at Zhang Haimo who was ready to rush over to save people at any time.
Zhang Haimo was still waiting for the priest to be broken by Wuxie's scolding. When the other party was furious, he would take action to restrain these people to the greatest extent and create a chance for the three guys to escape.
However, before he had the chance, he felt a strong sense of being watched from above.
When he looked up, he saw the three strange people who had been chasing him all over the tomb passage and seemed to have nothing to do.
Zhang Qiling, who had successfully attracted everyone's attention, nodded in satisfaction, then raised one hand above his head and used the Zhang family's hand gestures to make the three gestures of "prepare", "cooperate", and "attack", then spread out his palm and began to count down from five, four, three, two, and one.
Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Haimo both understood his gestures and began to follow his gestures in their minds, silently counting the time for the attack. At the same time, Hei Xia Zi also raised one hand and synchronized the countdown gesture of Zhang Qiling.
First, it was a reminder to Wilson and the others behind him, and second, his direction was just right for Wuxie and the other three to see him.
When they started fighting, it was also the time when these three people could start to save themselves. Hei Xia Zi felt that with Zhang Hailou's ability, it would not be a problem for him to drag the fat and thin duo next to him and run away together.
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