Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

"Hey, Master Yang, isn't this land just a pile of rubble? Is it really possible to find a well?"

Fatty is easy to talk to and chat with.

As a result, he was driving alone for the entire afternoon and almost fell asleep several times. It was so boring.

Now that he finally had the chance to speak, he approached Rody and asked curiously.

Another important reason why Fatty followed them was to prevent Rody and the others from secretly discovering any good stuff and hiding it without telling him.

This person has a dirty heart and sees everything as dirty.

Roddy was too lazy to pay attention to the fat man and just let him go.

There is nothing down there anyway. Without Hu Bayi, the fat man might not even be able to find the tomb.

...

The fat man was walking in front, looking left and right and muttering about Hu Bayi. It seemed that he was missing his revolutionary comrade.

Rody walked side by side with A Xiang. As if remembering A Xiang's sensitive sixth sense, Rody tilted his head and asked.

"Ah Xiang, can you sense something is wrong?"

Before he fell into a coma, it was Ah Xiang's sixth sense that allowed her to sense in advance that a ghost team resembling the mirage of the Queen of Jingjue was passing by.

These were not mentioned in the original book at all, and Roddy was not sure whether it was the ghost of the Queen of Jingjue or a mirage that had lasted for thousands of years.

But one thing is certain, the Queen of Jingjue "saw" him in some unknown way, and that's why she turned around to look at him.

Maybe...I am cursed by the Zagrama tribe.

Ah Xiang was behind Rody at the time, and her eyes were not strong enough to see the Queen of Jingjue clearly, so it was not a big deal.

By now he had awakened his mental power, but to be on the safe side he still asked Ah Xiang.

Upon hearing this, the girl swept her deep and beautiful eyes around, but her sixth sense did not give any warning.

"No, I don't think there's anything wrong. What do you think, Brother Yang?"

Without other light bulbs, Ah Xiang became bolder. She quietly reached out her hand and grabbed a corner of Rody's sleeve.

"Me, no, it seems this ancient city is very peaceful."

Rody smiled and didn't pay attention to Ah Xiang's little action.

However, the fat man who had been looking around in front stood there and waited until Rody and the other two came closer before asking curiously.

"Little Master Yang, you just said that you felt this ancient city was very safe. What's the matter? Do you have any special abilities or something?"

Fatty Wang had wanted to ask this for a long time, but unfortunately he had never asked it, and now he couldn't help but say it out loud.

Although Roddy roughly recounted his experiences after getting separated, Fatty still felt that there was something else going on.

Now that he had the chance, he could no longer hold back and asked what was on his mind.

Chapter 203 Rest, a long-awaited cool shower

"Special abilities?"

We stopped to rest our feet at a low sand wall and admired the beautiful sunset.

Roddy glanced at the fat man and thought that these were some ancient words. The fat man must have seen them in some Hong Kong movie.

The fat man nodded and said, "That's right." Seeing Rody's expression, he felt a little more hopeful.

He took out his cigarette case and handed over a cigarette.

"Little Master Yang, if you really have it, please tell your brothers. I, Fatty, want to open my eyes. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret and won't tell anyone."

Roddy thought to himself, I don’t trust you at all. I’d rather trust Chun Ge than Fatty.

But seeing that the fat man was becoming annoying, Roddy simply stopped and hooked his finger at the fat man.

"Commander Wang, do you really want to know?"

"Of course!"

The fat man was overjoyed when he heard this, and he moved closer to listen carefully, but suddenly he heard Rody's voice change, becoming hoarse and gloomy.

...

"Since you want to know, I won't hide it from you."

"My eyes..."

"—you can see ghosts!"

All of a sudden! The fat man felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet to his heart.

The smile on his face froze instantly. He twisted his neck stiffly and looked back at Rody who was grinning at him.

There seemed to be green flames dancing in Roddy's eyes, and he stared at him without blinking.

"Fuck, Master Yang, don't scare me!"

The fat man took a step forward.

It is not clear whether other people believe in ghosts or not, but Fatty and Hu Bayi have really seen a ghost.

I have also seen all kinds of mountain monsters, old yellow-skinned people, and big zongzi zombies.

This made the fat man feel a little nervous. He calmed himself down and said with courage.

He comforted himself mentally that Commander Wang was fearless, so what if he saw a ghost?

This little Master Yang can’t be a ghost, right? Can he eat him?

Just as the fat man was comforting himself, he suddenly saw Rody's body slowly floating up from the ground.

The face that was originally sunny turned its back to the sun and turned pale. The eyes became empty and sighed faintly at the fat man.

"Fatty...don't blame me."

Ok!

Now, the fat man’s original psychological comfort was completely ineffective.

The fat guy just wanted to slap himself in the face for being such a bad-mouthed person, but he couldn't bear to do it. He swallowed his saliva, widened his eyes like cowbells, and pointed at Rody with trembling hands.

"Fuck...Fuck Master Yang, how come you're flying...flying."

Roddy did not answer, but stretched out his demonic arm and pretended to strangle the fat man's neck.

...

"Fuck!"

The fat man let out a strange cry, took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

"Little Master Yang, I'm convinced by you. Please don't scare me. I have a weak heart and can't stand being scared."

Now the fat guy really regretted not bringing the submachine gun with him. He might have fired a burst of bullets at Rody directly.

But on second thought, it didn't make sense. After all, he was one of our own. How could he just shoot him with a volley of bullets? Maybe he was possessed by the ghost of the ancient city ruins. He should have brought the black donkey hoof with him.

Unfortunately, before the fat man could finish his thought, the back of his neck was grabbed fiercely and he was pulled up by an irresistible force.

"cough cough..."

The fat man felt like he was going to hang himself. It turned out that being hanged was so painful. His throat was blocked and he couldn't speak.

"Fatty, where are you going?"

After showing off his skills, Roddy's voice returned to normal and he asked with a smile, while putting the fat man down steadily to prevent his neck from being dislocated again, which would be fun.

After landing on the solid ground, the fat man's face turned red and white. He turned back and looked at Rody blankly, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Little Master Yang, I am really convinced this time. You are really not a normal person."

...

"Who are you scolding Zeng Kaishen?"

Roddy patted the fat man on the shoulder and said jokingly, while returning the cigarette that the fat man had handed to him to the fat man.

There are supernatural forces in this world.

In addition, with the Soul Palace, Roddy's strength has changed a lot, so he doesn't mind showing off some of his abilities.

"No wonder you were able to survive the sandstorm."

Except for Hu Bayi, Fatty has always been the boss and he is the second in command, but he also respects capable people.

They will realize that their sponsor is not an ordinary person, and their attitude will change quickly and naturally.

The fat man's idea was very simple. He thought that Rody was definitely not here for archaeology. He might be here to make a fortune. If he could get a little bit of the food from between his fingers, it would be enough for him and Lao Hu to have a full stomach.

In addition, in this desert, with a big boss protecting us, the safety factor is absolutely ridiculously high.

Why don't you just hold on to their thighs quickly? What are you waiting for?

...

Ah Xiang next to him was also surprised, but not as shocked as the fat man.

She had long known that Brother Yang was no ordinary person, and she had witnessed with her own eyes the strange sight of sand floating into the air.

In comparison, Brother Yang's flying dozens of centimeters off the ground is nothing.

Ah Xiang had a faint smile on her face and felt extremely lucky.

The fat man followed Roddy and wanted to ask a few more questions, what exactly was this young Master Yang practicing, was it Qigong or some magic.

But seeing that Luo Di was whispering with Ah Xiang, and fearing that he might disturb the interest of this untouchable master, he reluctantly swallowed his curiosity, but in his heart he hoped that Lao Hu would come over soon so that he could show off to Lao Hu.

I drew water from the deep well in the center of the temple. After drinking the cold water, I felt a chill all over my body, and all my fatigue was relieved by a third.

"I really want to jump in and take a cold shower. I wonder how refreshing it would be."

The fat man dipped a towel in water and wiped his face and body at the same time. He hadn't been able to take a shower for more than half a month. Water resources are precious and there is not enough to drink, so how could he possibly have the luxury of washing?

Wipe your face and the yellow sand on your body that cannot be wiped off, and you will feel refreshed.

"The water is too cold. We can light a fire to heat it up before taking a shower." Rody smiled and turned to Du Xiang who was also wiping her face and arms.

Although Ah Xiang was pretty and pure, she was not a god. Due to sweating and not having taken a shower for several days, her clothes were already feeling a little sour.