He stopped in his tracks.
Wang Chun immediately took off his backpack, opened it, and took out something.
Looking closely, it was a small bell.
It was the kind of clock that could be held in one's hand.
In fact, such a small bell could already be called a bell.
Su Nan and Wu Xie looked in the direction of Wang Chun with ferocious expressions.
The two of them had temporarily lost their usual rationality and could not calm down to think of a solution. Therefore, they could only pin their hopes on Wang Chun, who was about to run away but suddenly stopped.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
This fox-like cry was even louder.
Even Wang Chun felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was carsick.
" Ahhhh!!"
Even Wang Chun was like this, let alone them.
Li Chu's miserable wail spread throughout the entire tomb. Old Mai, who was at the side, had already started to hit the floor with his head. His head was covered in wounds and blood was flowing out. He tried to use the pain in other places to attract his attention.
However, it was obviously useless.
The most uncomfortable thing was that they could not faint even if they wanted to.
The ones who were most at ease now were the two old brothers who were still lying on the ground.
Seeing this, Wang Chun quickly placed the bell in his hand and struck it.
“duang！！”
“duang！！”
“duang！！”
Little Zhong shouted loudly.
Waves of sound seemed to spread out from the tomb with Wang Chun at the center.
"Squeak!"
He seemed to have suffered a blow.
Suddenly, there was a scream.
There was a fluctuation in the void, and a small creature was thrown out from it and slammed onto the ground.
As it fell, the unbearable cry stopped abruptly.
Su Nan was covered in sweat. She lay on the ground as if she had collapsed. She panted heavily, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.
This was the worst she had ever felt as a member of the Wang family.
As for the others, most of them were the same as Su Nan. Only Wu Xie forced himself to sit up and looked at the unknown creature that had been brought out from midair.
It had a slender body and short limbs. Its head was long and narrow, and its ears were short and round. It had a keen sense of smell and hearing. Canine teeth are more developed, cracked teeth are smaller, upper molars are horizontal, inner leaves are wider than outer leaves; The diameter of the crown of the molars was greater than the height of the outer incisors. The body hair is soft and mostly without stripes. 5 fingers (toes) on both front and back feet, metatarsal or semi-metatarsal; Its claws were sharp and could not be extended. Its tail was slender and sharp…
This was…Weasel!
Wang Chun narrowed his eyes and walked to the side of the small weasel. He chuckled and said,"I didn't expect that it was actually a little thing like you who was playing tricks.”
This weasel was alive.
It was not a so-called ghost.
It should be the offspring of the weasel lying in the coffin.
" You guys have gone too far!!"
The weasel actually spoke in human language and roared angrily.
"Whoa, tell me, how did I bully you?”
Wang Chun was not surprised at all and sneered.
"You guys stole my tomb, bullied my corpse, and now you've even seriously injured me. Did you bully me?!”
The weasel enunciated each word clearly. The pained expression on its face was very obvious, and blood kept flowing from the corner of its mouth. Clearly, the small bell in Wang Chun's hand had brought irreversible damage to it.
"If you didn't want to kill me, would I have done this to you?”
Wang Chun laughed coldly. A beast was still a beast. Even if it had intelligence and refined its throat, it was still a beast.
No brains.
He no longer had the interest to continue talking. He took out the knife from his bag and walked to its side.
Do you know who I am?"
When the weasel saw that Wang Chun actually wanted to kill it, its eyes revealed fear. It wanted to resist, but it was in so much pain that it could not move at all.
"Oh? And his background?"
Wang Chun's eyes flashed with interest. He slowly squatted down and used a small knife to gently scratch the little weasel's cheek. The sharp knife light made the weasel's hair stand on end."Come, tell me about it."
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