Chapter 79: The Evil Emperor's Instinct, Fatty Casts a Spell (5000 words long chapter, please subscribe and collect.)
Wu Xie took a deep breath and said in disbelief, "He actually cut the magic weapon into pieces to make a map and even printed it on paper? Why does this sound so mysterious?"

"Well, this may be a phenomenon reflected by a mirage." Wu Suowei frowned.

According to legend, the Taoist priest sat facing the sea and followed the sound of thunder to find the country of Daluoyun, which is also the country of Luoyun in the South China Sea. The country of the South China Sea would also see the mirage, and follow it to find the Thunder City reflected by the mirage.

"As long as there is a map, there is a great treasure. I don't care whether there are mines in the city or not. I will climb over mountains and cross rivers. I don't believe that a hammer can stump me." The fat man said with confidence.

The next message from the recorder was exciting because it revealed information about the export.

Now that the clue has been found, the most lacking thing is to find a way out.

"I was trapped and had consumed all my food and water. After being trapped for so long, I began to despair. Then Yang Daguang came back. I gave him the map and he prepared water and food for me."

"But this won't last long. Yang Daguang is the one who believes in me. He's also the only one in the team who risked his life to come here. I can't harm him, so I'll just let him take the map and leave on his own."

"But he insisted on taking me with him, and the two of us started digging a tunnel. We were going to transport a set of thunder-listening equipment out and write a paper. I firmly believe that after we find Thunder City, we will make a huge contribution to archaeological history. I am not hallucinating, this is real!"

After listening to the tape, everyone felt uneasy and doubts arose in their minds.

Yang Daguang and Mu Xuehai dug a hole together to get out, but where was the exit?
After Yang Daguang and Mu Xuehai went out, Yang Daguang died in the weather station and Mu Xuehai went crazy.

Why didn’t they submit their research results? Could it be that a big boss appeared in the archaeological team?

Wu Sanxing suddenly disappeared for many years and has not appeared yet. Wu Sanxing is from the Wu family. Now he has developed to the upper class, and there are also people from other families of the Nine Gates who have come out.

They have been carrying the stigma for many years, but still haven't said anything. Could it be that this boss has surpassed the archaeological team?
Wu Xie couldn't imagine why Wu Sanxing and the others came here to do archaeology. Was it someone who deliberately arranged for them to come?
"Fatty, Little Brother Wu, what do you think of this research result?" Wu Xie looked at the tape, his eyes revealing deep thought.

"In that case, let me draw a conclusion first." The fat man stood up. He had just listened to the contents of the tape and now wanted to summarize it.

"First, why did Yang Daguang die in the weather station, and why were the archaeological findings buried in his home?"

"Second, Mu Xuehai and Yang Daguang went out together, but they didn't find Leicheng, and Mu Xuehai went crazy. They didn't set up an archaeological team, and they didn't hand in the results to the country. What happened?"

"Third, among the entire archaeological team, only your third uncle disappeared. He hasn't shown up yet, so where did he go?"

The fat man talked incessantly.

Wu Xie became impatient and turned to look at Fatty and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Don't worry, I'll continue to analyze it for you. When we found Yang Daguang, he was surrounded by tapes, which means he was listening to thunder before his death.

Then it is possible that he and Mu Xuehai brought the thunder-listening device to the Yang family's treasure cave and used it to listen to thunder?"

"Anyway, Mu Xuehai went completely crazy. Without Mu Xuehai, Yang Daguang couldn't understand the map and couldn't complete his thesis. So he asked your third uncle to help him crack the map.

In the end, Yang Daguang died, and your uncle went to Leicheng alone."

"As a result, your third uncle also died on the road!"

After careful thought, the fat man told all the information he had received, but this was only his own one-sided understanding, which was far from the real situation.

When these words reached Wu Xie's ears, they immediately overturned the decent impression that his uncle and the archaeological team had given him.

In his heart, his third uncle is his role model, and his father has been free from alcohol for so many years.

My second uncle was very strict and would beat me whenever he said so.

Only Uncle Three was so kind and amiable. He didn't have the airs of an elder at all and took care of him like an older brother.

The archaeological team is even less likely to make such a low-level mistake. Archaeology without collection, collection without archaeology!

Let a student keep something with him and claim it as his own. How is this different from tomb robbery?
"No, it's impossible. My Third Uncle is not like that." Wu Xie's voice was almost a roar. He didn't believe that his Third Uncle was such a person.

In Wu Xie's heart, Third Uncle is his life, and he will never let anyone slander him.

Wu Xie was extremely excited at this moment.

"There are only traces of Yang Daguang living in the weather station. It seems that Uncle San must have found Yang Daguang and discovered that he was dead, so he put clothes on him."

"My third uncle has faith. He always tells us that as many of us come down as we do, we must go up!"

"He would never betray his team members, let alone hide the cultural relics. Your previous inference is a blasphemy against the Nine Gates profession, and it is also a prejudice against the archaeological team!"

Wu Xie would never allow anyone to say bad things about his Third Uncle. In Wu Xie's heart, his Third Uncle was always right.

"Uncle San, what happened to you? Are you dead or not?"

What happened back then? Since 044 was a project, why is there no real clue?

The members of the archaeological team disappeared one by one inexplicably. Who is the hidden mastermind behind it? For so many years, there has been no trace of Uncle San. What did they do to him?
Wu Xie completely collapsed. Holding the recorder in his hand, he kept muttering, trying to find out the truth.

Time is running out, and the truth must be discovered before he dies.

"Crazy, crazy!"

Seeing Wu Xie's crazy look, Fatty stepped forward and tried to stop him.

"If it's not suitable, just go along with him!" Wu Suowei grabbed the fat man.

Wu Xie looked enraged, and he was completely mad for a truth that was out of reach. At this moment, he would not listen to any persuasion or stop.

The only way is to go along with his wishes for the time being and wait for him to wake up.

"Be careful, shut your mouth and cover your ears!" Wu Suowei took a look at the thunder amplifier. Its amplification effect was very obvious, which was incomparable with the previous large bells.

If we really compare them, the big clock in the past looked like a small mound of earth, while this one looks like a mountain.

There must be thunder in the recorder, and once it explodes, it will be unimaginable!
All we can do now is to reduce the damage.

Wu Xie turned on the recorder, and the tape started to play.

Rumble…

The thunder-listening device emitted a loud roar that shook the heavens and the earth. Under the strong sound waves, the entire main hall began to vibrate violently.

The water accumulated in the pond turned into huge waves and hit the crowd.

Under this sound wave, Wu Suowei's blood was boiling and his mind was in a mess.

His extraordinary hearing was not an advantage at this moment, but a burden.

Compared to Wu Suowei, Fatty and Wu Xie are even more unbearable.

Under the vibration of the huge sound wave, the fat man weighing more than 200 pounds flew back five or six meters until he hit the wall of the tomb and stopped.

A huge pain appeared on his face. The pain was so intense that he couldn't move for a moment. Wu Xie was thrown to the ground and kept rolling on the ground.

Driven by the sound waves, countless human hands rushed towards the main tomb chamber at an accelerated speed.

The young man who was about to approach the tomb chamber gritted his teeth and turned his head away with a serious expression.

Liu Sang, who was being held by him, started bleeding from his ears and fell into coma.

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In this situation, for some unknown reason, Wu Xie started to struggle first, and his behavior was very abnormal at this time.

In the past, he always took his third uncle as a role model, and the first thing he cared about was his brothers, not a broken tape recorder that he could listen to at any time.

In the fat man's blurred consciousness, he staggered towards the tape recorder, paying no attention to the fat man lying on the ground making painful sounds.

"Naive, naive!" The fat man held his head which was bruised and dizzy and kept shouting.

"Xiao Wuzi, stop him quickly, he is crazy, completely crazy."

When the voice fell, Wu Suowei, who was standing next to the recorder, stood with his back to them. He closed his eyes, covered his ears with his hands, and shook his head back and forth, without any reaction. The fat man thought about his hearing and suddenly became anxious.

When something happens between two parties, first reduce the damage and deal with the troublemaker.

"Naive!" Fatty stumbled after Wu Xie.

"Tian Zhen, we can't listen to the thunder here. Are you okay?" Fatty pulled Wu Xie and said with concern.

The next moment, he found that the obvious crystals in Wu Xie's eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared on the fat man's face.

"Oh, I saw it. Hahaha. Naive, you saw it too."

The next second, Wu Xie's mouth curled up into a mysterious smile, completely revealing the image of the extremely cunning Evil Emperor.

Without any warning, he smashed his head heavily onto the fat man's nose.

"Ah, hiss, hiss~"

Under the sudden attack, the fat man screamed.

His body leaned back and he fell into the water, gasping for air and blood flowing from his nose.

This almost broke his nose. "Innocent, why is this happening?"

Wu Xie suddenly got angry and treated Fatty like a stranger, so he was completely confused as he didn't understand the situation.

Wu Xie ignored him, placed the recorder on the platform under the boat, and put his hand on it.

"Tian Zhen, what are you doing? What do you want to do?" the fat man exclaimed.

He had just experienced the power of this thunder collector. With just one sound, he, weighing more than 200 pounds, flew more than three or four meters. If it had not been for the tomb wall blocking him, he would have had no tendency to stop.

Listening to thunder here is simply playing with your life.

hum~
Wu Xie turned on the recorder, and thunders continued to spread out through the bronze bell, and the bronze canopy around it kept vibrating.

This time the location was in the middle of the tomb, and there was no strong shock like before, which did not overwhelm the west wind, or the west wind overwhelmed the east wind.

But Xiaoliang still cannot be defeated, because this time the middle is overwhelming the others, dull sounds continue to be heard, and the huge earth official begins to vibrate violently.

It looks very dangerous. This place has feng shui that will lead to the extinction of the whole family. Once the tomb collapses, countless tons of silt will fall onto the mudflat.

"Ah," the fat man covered his ears in pain, "Tian Zhen, are you crazy? Stop it now!"

Fatty endured the harassment of the sound waves and ran over to turn off the recorder, but Wu Xie grabbed his neck and held him three meters away.

The fat man covered his neck and looked at Wu Xie in surprise as he walked towards him with majestic steps.

Wu Xie is more powerful than before. He no longer looks like the same person as before, but more like a Terminator.

The next moment, Wu Suowei suddenly woke up. Looking at the shaking tomb and the two people fighting, he immediately found the troublemaker.

Tape recorder. As long as this tape recorder stops making that buzzing noise, things will get much better.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Wu Suowei took out the Hanyue Dagger from his space backpack and pierced the air.

The tape recorder placed on the platform was immediately smashed into two pieces. After the turntable made a few clicking sounds, there was no more movement.

The bell without power gradually stopped ringing, and the bronze canopy around it also fell silent.

Wu Xie fainted on Fatty. Wu Suowei, who was standing on the shore, could see Fatty carrying Wu Xie up to the shore, with his mouth moving all the time.

"Little Wu, are you okay? What happened to Tian Zhen?" As he said that, the fat man put Wu Xie on the shore.

"Almost done, but I still have some tinnitus and dizziness."

Wu Suowei patted his ears, which were still ringing.

The fat man saw that he was in a very bad condition, so he pulled his ear and took a look, but did not find any internal bleeding caused by a ruptured eardrum.

I immediately realized that his hearing loss was temporary and would be fine after a while, so I felt relieved.

Then Fatty took Wu Suowei to check the situation and found a small human hand shell, lodged in Wu Xie's ear, lurking like a spy. After taking a look, this situation was very difficult to deal with.

The tools were really useless, and the man's hands were very flexible, so someone needed to suck it out for him.

"Come on, Fatty, please help Wu Xie suck it out." Fatty was stunned.

Wu Suowei saw that he was very conflicted.

"Why are you shy? You've done things that are even more embarrassing." Wu Suowei twisted his hips and pouted.

"Ai Lao She, naive, just let me confess my feelings."

Listening to Wu Suo's voice, the fat man was confused.

I can't remember exactly when this ugly thing happened.

"This can't be me? You must have remembered it wrongly. How could I, a fat man, be like a woman? You must have remembered it wrongly." A look of disbelief appeared on the fat man's face.

"Come, little Wuzi, I'll give you a glorious and arduous task. You are Wushanju's employee, and you are also Tianzhen's employee. This arduous task is to help Tianzhen suck it out."

When Wu Suowei heard the fat man shifting the blame to someone else, a smile immediately broke out on his face.

"Ah~ Fatty. What did you say?" After saying that, Wu Suowei touched his ears, looking as if he couldn't hear anything.

"Fatty, I tell you, you are a naive boy, just suck it out for him." The fat man thought that Wu Suo's ears were sometimes sensitive and sometimes not, so he said it again.

"Ah~, man, yes, it's been several months, it's time to pay the salaries." Wu Suowei pretended to be deaf and said.

"I mean, you suck it out for him." The fat man roared.

"Ah~ What are you washing? I'll go right away."

"Get out!" the fat man roared.

"Okay." Wu Suowei said calmly.

After saying that, he turned around and quickly walked away from the two of them.

When Fatty saw Wu Suowei had escaped, he shone the light on Wu Xie's ears again. There was still an ear piercing in the ear hole that had been messed up by someone's hand.

The panicked fat man swallowed his saliva and tried hard to suppress the nausea caused by vomiting.

"Done it, who the hell told us we were brothers! I'll cast a spell to save my brothers right now." The fat man held the hand that disturbed everyone in his mouth. With a sound of Kaba, the guy who was struggling in his teeth was bitten in half.

A fishy smell burst out in his mouth, causing the fat man to vomit violently.

Just when he was about to complain, he turned around and a figure suddenly appeared behind him. He had wine jars hanging all over his body and a smile on his face.

"Fuck, young man, do you want to scare me again? Did you see it? No, you didn't see anything." The fat man was embarrassed by him.

He had already guessed what the young man was going to say and immediately stopped him from saying anything.

The young man put the wine jar on the ground and put down the Liu Sang in his hand.

Seeing Liu Sang looking so depressed, a smile appeared on the fat man's face.

Now that's good, he finally gets the chance to see this dejected guy get into trouble.

But the next second, the fat man was stunned, and the young man put his slender fingers into Liu Sang's ear.

With a click, thick green water flowed out of his ears.

"Fuck, brother, even though we have a grudge against him, we shouldn't destroy the food he eats." The fat man looked confused.

This is Liu Sang's skill for going into tombs, to make a living. If it is ruined, Liu Sang will be useless.

"No." The young man shook Liu Sang's ears and two tiny fragments of human hand shells fell to the ground.

After finishing the job, the young man smiled and told the fat man with his expression.

This is something that can be done with just one finger. No need to suck it out to find out what's going on.

The fat man's face turned green as if he had eaten a dozen bitter melons in a row.

Turning around to look at Wu Suowei, he was facing the crowd, still covering his ears and shaking his head.

"Damn it, Wu Suowei, you're making fun of me, right? Holy shit!" The fat man looked depressed and kicked Liu Sang.

After this kick, the fat man lost his temper and Liu Sang woke up in pain.

"Ouch, how do I feel~"

Before he finished speaking, the fat man interrupted him and said, "No, you don't feel anything. You are not very clear-headed right now. Your feelings are all wrong."

Liu Sang, who was kicked, clearly felt the pain in his body, but seeing that the fat man's argument was so reasonable, he had no way to refute for a while.

He endured the pain and found a rock wall to lie down on.

"What should we do now? After all this time, Tian Zhen was easily controlled. This little weakling needs to be strengthened." The fat man sat on the ground and started to cook. He threw down a few packets of instant noodles: "Tian Zhen needs to strengthen his body. And you, stop pretending. Do you think I believe you?"

"Ah~ Fatty, what did you say?"

"Your uncle Wu Suowei, come here quickly, or I will smash all your wine."

"Here I come, hehe."

The fat man rolled his eyes, and everyone was speechless.

Wu Suowei, who was near the others, looked at the jars of wine on the ground and said, "Wow, this is a thousand-year-old wine."

(End of this chapter)