Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 847 It’s not that simple

His tone was full of anger, but more of helplessness.

The situation was so desperate that the fat man was no longer given any chance to choose.

Wang Ye laughed immediately when he saw the fat man's desperate look.

"What are you afraid of? This thing is fake."

When Wang Ye said these words, the fat man's eyes widened. He was excited and thought he had escaped a disaster, but he didn't expect Wang Ye to point at the old man in front of him and say.

"If he is also lying, then you are probably doomed."

He was telling the truth, and Fatty's face turned pale when he heard it.

This time, the fat man looked at the ghost market in front of him, and he already had the intention of quitting.

He suddenly pulled Wu Tianzhen who was standing beside him and said looking at Wu Tianzhen's innocent and harmless look.

"Don't even think about leaving. I'm afraid there's no way out of this place."

As Wang Ye spoke, he pointed at the passers-by around him. Those passers-by lowered their heads and seemed to be looking at the antiques on the road. What were they actually doing?
  You can only know it if you take a closer look.

Wang Ye pulled the fat man over and saw that the expressions on the faces of the passers-by were the same as those of the vendors.

The fat man was shocked. He stepped back and looked at Wang Ye with a panic expression on his face.

"What's going on? Why have they become like this? I remember when we first came in..."

Wang Ye shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense with the fat guy.

"It's no use even if you remember that."

He was too naive and thought of things too simply, thinking that as long as he was more careful here and didn't take advantage of things like last night, he could escape disaster.

But all this is planned and premeditated by thoughtful people, and they can't calculate it no matter what.

After considering this, Wang Ye looked at Fatty and couldn't bear to hit him any more.

He patted the fat man on the shoulder and pointed at the people on this street.

"We just have to find a way out of here."

After Wang Ye said this, before Fatty could react, he was looking for a way to leave beside every vendor.

Chen Zong and the middle-aged man went crazy. They grabbed passers-by and kept questioning them.

But those passers-by couldn't give an answer at all. They couldn't say anything else except yes and no.

Wang Ye saw how crazy they were, and realized that the fat man actually broke jars and smashed all the antiques in front of them.

"The worst case scenario is that we all die together."

As the fat man said this, he strangled the neck of one of them, looking like he needed to be squeezed to death.

But even if the other party was being choked by the fat man, he did not struggle. Instead, he looked at the fat man with cold eyes, like a robot.

When this thought came to his mind, Fatty suddenly thought of the most important point, that is, could these people in front of him be all fakes.

After thinking about this, the fat man pulled off their hair and found that the hair was all wigs, but they were glued together.

The fat man laughed all over. He laughed heartily just because he thought he had escaped a disaster.

He looked at Wang Ye and was extremely happy to share all this with Wang Ye. However, Wang Ye came over and looked at the fat man, but there was no emotion on his face.

"Do you really think these things are that simple?"

Wang Ye's question stumped the fat man. The fat man froze on the spot and looked at him blankly. "Are these things complicated? They are all fake. All of this was carefully planned by others. That means we don't have to wait to die. We just need to wait for dawn to leave."

Doesn’t the ghost market end at dawn?
  Thinking of this, Fatty couldn't help but feel elated, but when Wang Ye saw Fatty's happy look, he pointed to the sky outside and said.

You've discovered this and you think they'll give you the chance. "

The direction of Wang Ye's finger happened to be pointed at a surveillance camera, and Fatty hit the camera head-on.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his face became extremely pale.

But it's better than being kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, and waited for Wang Ye to find the exit.

Wang Ye saw the fat man's useless look and could only ask Zhang Qiling to come with him.

As for Wu Tianzhen, he just stayed here and didn't go anywhere.

Who knows if there might be a murderous intention hidden here. If someone as helpless as Wu Tianzhen goes there, he might die in the next second.

After considering this, Wang Ye took Zhang Qiling and carefully searched here.

Wang Ye remembered every dummy here, including the placement of their antiques.

Because Wang Ye found that every time he went to a stall, he would see a strange arrangement.

That is to say, all this is really carefully planned by others, and every stall has a mechanism.

No one is sure what the result will be if it is triggered next second.

While Wang Ye was looking at the positions of the mechanisms, Zhang Qiling was also staring at the red cloth above his head.

The piece of red cloth on the top of the head looks like just an ordinary cloth. If you go out through the piece of red cloth on the top of the head.

Will the chance of survival be greater?

Considering this factor, Zhang Qiling watched Wang Ye suddenly point to the top of his head.

Before he could speak, Chen Zong already let out a cry of surprise. Because Chen Zong was so angry, he grabbed the passers-by and started fighting with them.

During the scuffle, the antique next to him was knocked down. As a result, before Chen Zong could stand up, the stall owner had already grabbed him, and finally his fingers were inside.

Sharp nails grew out, and they dug into Chen Zong's heart.

Such a bloody scene was staged in front of his eyes. Wang Ye was stunned on the spot, and even Zhang Qiling was the same. Chen Zong still looked like he was dead, and he couldn't even scream.

After the vendor killed Chen Zong, Yiri played with his antiques like an innocent person.

There was nothing wrong with his calm look.

Apart from these, the blood on his hands was stained on the antiques and on the carpet in front of him.

But the vendor wiped it off with a tissue with a nonchalant look on his face.

At this time, the fat man still wanted to pick up the antiques and look at them, but his hands were already in the air. His whole body was numb and he couldn't even move.

He finally knew why he saw blood stains under those vases.

Not because these things were taken from the tombs of the dead, but because countless people had experienced such tragedies before them.

When he thought of this, Fatty's whole body felt bad. He fell to the ground and held Wu Tianzhen tightly in his arms, as if Wu Tianzhen was his only life-saving straw.

(End of this chapter)