After the black iron tower got Wei Zi's stone, he started to have ideas about Zheng Zi. He forced Zheng Zi to be his Cong Cong.
Suddenly, a blue light flashed on his waist.
Wei Zi and the others were attracted by the unexpected blue light. They saw a square wooden box hanging from his belt. It was a little wider than a man's palm and made of red sandalwood. It looked antique. The blue light came from this wooden box and flashed several times.
Black Tower lowered his head and glanced at the wooden box at his waist. He threw the zither aside and hurried out of the house.
The fierce woman did not follow closely behind. She stood still and watched over them. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said indifferently. She was already used to the blue light in the Black Tower wooden box.
Wei Zi and the others saw that the black boss had left them here and ran out of the house alone. The three of them looked at each other and carried the rabbit. They became uneasy.
They did not know what the Black Iron Tower was up to, but they could feel the impending storm.
In the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Black Tower's figure appeared at the door again.
He stood by the door and shouted,
"Take them all into the house!”
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people walked in from outside the door, all of them like frost-beaten seedlings. They were dejected and lowered their heads as they walked into the room silently. One by one, some of them had legs like leaves in the cold wind, trembling. There was also a woman who was sobbing and covering her face.
Wei Zi felt that this woman's crying sound was very familiar. He quickly looked at the woman and couldn't help but be shocked.
"Huizi?"
Hearing Wei Zi's call, the woman quickly raised her head. The others who walked in also raised their heads and looked at him.
Only then did Wei Zi see clearly that it wasn't just Hui Zi, but also You Zi, Wei Zi, and other familiar faces.
It could be said that the people who were captured were all his mud men, except for the burly man who came in last. He looked fierce. One look at his tall and sturdy body and one could tell that he was not a mud man, but definitely a lackey of the Black Tower.
Huizi looked up with a pale face, and a hint of surprise flashed in her tearful eyes. She looked at Wei Zi and said,"
"Master Wei? Is it really you? Are you still alive? " I thought you were washed away by the flood…" Her throat was choked and she could not continue. Tears rolled down her face.
"I wasn't washed away by the flood. I was just seriously injured and fell behind!”
"Sigh, I didn't drown in the flood, and it wasn't easy for me to get here, but I can't escape the disaster.”You Zi, who was standing behind Hui Zi, sighed softly.
He was now like an eggplant in a pot, listless and without his former prestige and air.
"How did you get caught by them? Where are the others?"
You Zi continued and said in a low voice,
"Our group walked together until we reached a fork in the road. There were two roads ahead. One was a small path at the edge of the cliff, and the other was a relatively flat mountain path. Other than a few people who chose the small path, most of us took the mountain path.”
"What happened after that?"
" Those of us who chose to walk on the mountain path passed by a narrow intersection. A huge black net descended from the sky and trapped us. We couldn't escape and became turtles in a jar for the Black Tower…" You Zi was still muttering when the Black Tower walked over in large strides and berated sternly,"
"Shut up!"
"Boss, how should we deal with these people?”The lackey pointed at Wei Zi and the others and respectfully asked for instructions.
"Is there a need to ask? Nephew playing lantern--as usual (uncle)! Deal with it according to the old method! Quick, close the doors and windows and light the Mandala incense!”Black Tower ordered.
The lackey immediately took out four black incense sticks from his bag. They were one meter long and as thick as a thumb, and they were inserted into the tall incense jars in the four corners of the room.
The fierce woman sealed the two iron bars with two iron plates. Not only was it tightly sealed, but it was also difficult to breathe.
Black Tower took out a cigarette from his pouch, put it in his mouth, and lit it. After taking a deep breath, he handed the cigarette to the fierce woman. She raised her sparkling cigarette butt and lit the incense sticks on the four incense jars one by one.
Wisps of green smoke floated into the air and slowly spread out.
Wei Zi and the Mudmen were dumbfounded as they watched the two minions busy themselves. Although they didn't know what the Mandala Fragrance did, they all realized that it was definitely not good to smell that fragrance.
"Let's go! After two hours, he would come in and deal with them!”
Zheng Zi knew very well that Black Tower was born to be a bad guy. He would not let her off easily after bowing and farting.
Sure enough, Black Tower waved at his two underlings, signaling them to leave the house. Then, he strode to Zheng Zi and picked her up like an eagle catching a chick. He carried her on his shoulder and walked towards the door.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Zheng Zi cried out in a delicate voice and struggled desperately. Her two feet kicked wildly, but it was useless. How could she escape the iron claws of the black iron tower?
When Zhang Zi saw this situation, he felt a wave of anger start to burn in his heart. The more it burned, the more intense it became. It was like an explosive bag filled with gunpowder, just short of igniting the fuse.
The fierce woman and the lackey followed Black Tower out of the house.
With a bang, the old and heavy door was slammed shut. The Mudman in the room seemed to hear the grim laughter of the God of Death.
On the four tall incense altars in the corner of the room, four Mandala incense pillars were burning. Along with the lingering smoke, they emitted a faint fragrance.
In fact, the Mudmen trapped in the house could touch the incense sticks and extinguish them as long as they stood on their tiptoes.
"C-put out the burning incense!”Someone shouted.
The mudman closest to one of the incense altars was braver and walked towards it.
He stared at the burning incense stick. Sparks flickered in the darkness. He stood on his tiptoes and reached out his fingers to touch the incense stick.
However, before he could break the incense stick, a small piece of burnt incense ash fell from the incense stick. He accidentally inhaled a small amount of incense ash and felt the world spin. He instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
When the others saw this, they were shocked and did not dare to approach the incense altar.
The room fell into a fearful silence. There was only silence, and it was still silence. A suffocating silence!
"What's wrong with you guys? Were they all dead? Hurry up and smash the door and windows, rush out!" Zhang Zi jumped up hysterically and shouted at the people around him.
Seeing Zheng Zi being taken away by Black Tower, he was already burning with anxiety. When he saw a mud man fall to the ground after touching the incense pillar, the anger in his heart finally erupted. He just wanted to rush out as soon as possible and leave this house of death to save Zheng Zi.
"They are guarding outside the door. If they rush out, they will also die!”Someone shook his head indifferently.
"If we stay here, won't we die too?”
"Didn't you see? They were tall, mighty, and incomparably ferocious. If they charged out, they would probably die even faster!”someone mumbled timidly.
"I'm afraid that if we anger the three villains, they only need two fingers to strangle us to death!”
"This black boss is ruthless!”someone reminded fearfully.
Although these mud men were not tied up, they could still swing their fists to smash open the doors and windows, kick out their flying legs to fight the three robbers to the death, and open their throats to scream for help.
However, they did not do so! Under the threat of the three fierce robbers, cowardice was like an invisible rope that bound their hands tightly, and fear was like a pair of shackles that shackled their feet, making them unable to move.
At this moment, they would rather choose to kneel on the ground and silently pray to the heavens, to God, to Guan Yin Bodhisattva, and to all the powerful gods in their hearts to save them. They were like a group of sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"You guys, just wait here for death. I want to go out! I want to save my Mimi!"
Zhang Zi roared angrily as he rushed madly towards the door, slamming his shoulder against it.
Back then, when they were here to stay, he had once knocked open this door. However, the door had become unbreakable now.
Black Tower and the others were outside the door. They had already expected the mud man in the house to knock on the door. They stood outside the door and used two thick wooden stakes to block the door.
Zhang Zi rammed into the door a few times in a row. His shoulder was injured and blood seeped out, but he was still unable to break through the heavy door.
He knelt by the door in despair, covered his face with his hands, and started crying like a child.
Wei Zi, who had been silent all this while, looked at Zhang Zi, who was crying bitterly. For that woman, he was so brave, fearless, and in so much pain. The cold lake in his heart churned.
He did not expect to see Zhang Zi here. Seeing Zhang Zi standing in front of him alive, he was almost shocked. If only he had glasses.
He had thought that Potato would die in the Valley of Decay and disappear without a trace. He didn't expect that not only did he survive the disaster, he even ascended the pavilion.
And now, he was shouting about rushing out to save his Mimi-that beauty was his Mimi? This made Wei Zi's jaw drop, and his front teeth almost fell out.
It turned out that the beautiful woman was the Dust Woman in the Miaozhu! No wonder she looked familiar at first sight.
Sigh! How could this be? The result was completely different from what he had expected. The big sweet potato believed him and did as he said, but the result was beyond his expectations. Not only did he obtain the dusty woman, but he also turned her into a mud man and came to the Dry Pavilion with her.
The only way to solve the mystery in his heart was to find his girlfriend, Lazi. He couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the spicy food.
The people he didn't want to see were all alive and appeared in front of him one by one. And the person he desperately wanted to see was nowhere to be seen.
The violent flood had scattered them. In the beginning, Lazi was still by his side. When a wave rushed towards him, he was expecting her to use her ultimate move to save him from the flood. He did not expect her to only leave him with a few words.
"Don't be afraid! As long as you hold that box tightly, you can successfully float to the Bifr?st! I'll wait for you at the Moon Pavilion!"
By the time he came out of the waves hugging the box tightly and looked around, she was nowhere to be seen.
Without her to rely on, he could only hug the box tightly and struggle to float in the torrent. Finally, he floated to the Bifr?st.
After he climbed the bridge, he heard people say that this was the Dry Pavilion, not the Moon Pavilion! Only then did he realize that above the Kun Pavilion was the Qian Pavilion. But why did Lazi tell him that the Moon Pavilion was above the Kun Pavilion? She even told him to wait for him at the Moon Pavilion.
He lowered his head sadly. She was afraid that she would never be able to wait for him at the Moon Pavilion! He was now in prison and would soon become a steak at the Black Tower's dinner!
Not only was Wei Zi pessimistic and didn't see any hope of survival, but most of the other mud men in the house were the same.
In fact, deep in their hearts, there was still a desire to live. They did not want to wait for death, but they all hoped that others would come out and fight.
As the saying goes, the bird that sticks out gets shot. At this dangerous moment, no one was willing to be the " bird that stood out," but they also wanted others to stand out and be the bird under the muzzle of the gun.
Everyone's eyes fell on Wei Zi at the same time. At this moment, they remembered that Wei Zi was their leader. He should not be silent, and he should not cower.
They didn't know Wei Zi's worry. When the three robbers were still in the house, he felt a burning sensation in his chest.
He pressed his hands on his chest and realized that the cloth bag hidden in his chest was a little hot. He thought to himself, not good! Could it be that the pearl in the cloth bag was heating up? Would the pearl melt into water? Could it be that something bad happened to Junko in the pearl?
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