When the fat man saw this huge magnet turtle, he said with great interest: "Hey! It's so damn funny. Such a big magnet, is the owner of the tomb collecting scrap iron?"

Things have reached this point, and Chen Hao no longer delays and immediately said: "Oh no, we have fallen into the trap. This is a fake imperial tomb!"

Monk Hua: "What's fake? This... how is this possible?"

Fatty: "What's going on? Macho man, please explain quickly, what's fake?"

Wu Xie: "No way? The construction specifications and workmanship style of this imperial tomb are very particular. How is it possible?..."

As he was talking, Wu Xie suddenly understood what was going on. He couldn't help but frown, and he had a vague premonition that something was wrong and was about to happen.

At this time, Chen Pi A Si also came over. He took out the compass from his pocket and saw the pointer of the compass pointing at the magnet turtle. His face was extremely difficult to see, and it was very terrifying.

Chen Pi A Si smashed the compass hard on the ground and said coldly: "He is right. We are all trapped. This burial tomb is fake!"

When the others saw Chen Pi A Si's terrible expression, they knew that he was not joking, and they suddenly felt something was wrong.

Monk Hua looked at Chen Pi A Si with a nervous look on his face and asked, "What's going on, old man?"

Chen Pi A Si had a gloomy face and said, "This dragon vein has tampered with people. The real Ancestral Dragon Dragon Head should be on the side of the Three Saints Snow Mountain. We were all set up by Wang Zanghai!"

Everyone felt a little sad after hearing his words. They quickly took out their compass and looked at it. Sure enough, the direction of the pointer was always towards the magnet turtle!

Only then did everyone understand what Chen Hao said before. It turned out that they were relying on the compass to determine the direction along the way, but unexpectedly, they were misled by this magnet and came to a fake imperial tomb.

Chen Hao seemed calm at this moment because he knew that the imperial tomb was actually real, and this was the dragon head of the Ancestral Dragon.

It is the best Feng Shui treasure cave place for the entire dragon vein. It is just a fake surface, which makes people mistakenly think that this is a fake imperial tomb.

But at this time he was too lazy to explain these things. According to the plot of the original work, they would always understand what was going on.

When they learned that they had come to a fake imperial tomb and fell into the trap of Wang Zanghai, everyone looked ugly and felt so depressed.

However, no one blamed Chen Hao. Although he was the way he led, Wang Zanghai built the place so well with the imperial tomb specifications. He just wanted to set up a trap and mislead the direction with magnets. Anyone who encountered it would have to fall into a trap.

Everyone fell silent, thinking about what to do next, whether to leave or stay.

Thinking that all the efforts they had made before were in vain, everyone's emotions couldn't help but become more anxious.

Wu Xie looked at Chen Hao and asked, "Ahao. Since this is a trap, what should we do next?"

Chen Hao said: "This magnetic turtle will affect the compass, burn it first!"

Everyone thought what he said made sense, stared at the magnet turtle angrily, and never hated an animal so much like it is now.

Everyone poured the fuel from the smokeless stove on the stone turtle and lit it with a lighter.

"boom!"

The combustion point of the smokeless stove fuel is extremely high, and it instantly turns into a sea of ​​fire, burning the entire stone turtle red, and the surrounding bluestone bricks are also burned red.

Everyone took the opportunity to gather around to keep warm while discussing what to do next.

Seeing that everyone was very discouraged, the fat man said, "I think we should go back quickly and replenish the supplies before coming over. With such a large magnet here, Anning and the others must have been trapped. Now they may be digging holes. If we are fast enough, we may be able to pick them up."

Wu Xie was concerned about Uncle San’s plan and now he was trapped, so he must be a beat slower than Aning and the others.

Because Aning and the others have sufficient supplies, even if they fall into the trap, they don’t have to turn them back to replenish their supplies. The speed is definitely faster than them.

When he heard the fat man's mind was full of picking up the ocean, he immediately felt an unknown anger and sneered: "What do you know? Uncle San almost sacrificed his business to slow down Aning and the others' progress. Now let's go back and come back, and they will definitely get ahead of him. Uncle San will be in danger. Your mind is full of underworld weapons, and you don't care about anything. Stop shouting here if you have nothing to do!"

Wu Xie's words are already very ugly. With his temper, he will not say so ugly no matter how big the matter is.

This is because there are too many craftsmen who were killed in building tombs and the wronged souls of slaves gathered here, which affect their minds all the time. This makes his emotions become restless and he says such unpleasant words.

The fat man was also very upset when he heard this. He was already anxious, but after hearing what he said, Wuming suddenly became angry.

The fat man was about to criticize Wu Xie, but he was stopped by the monk Hua beside him. He turned his face red, so he had to go to the side and take out a cigarette and smoke it depressedly.

Monk Hua: "Okay, OK, now it's not the time to have a fight. Everyone is very upset. Now they are mainly trying to find ways to make up for it. Everyone should think of ways to do it."

The fat man said, "How else can I make up for it? Such a big magnet pestle is here, and anyone who comes here will be unlucky. Even Chen Hao was caught, and Anning and the others must have been trapped. We should search here, take away all the things we can take, and then return. We have fallen into the trap. How can we not face the reality?"

What Fatty said actually makes sense, but in such an occasion, his argument is unpopular because it is difficult for everyone to accept such reality.

Pan Zi said: "It's easy to say. If you want to go back now, are you sure to go back? Even if you can find the way, we have been walking for a day, and you don't feel tired if you have a thick skin and flesh. We can't bear it. The worry of the third master is not unreasonable. If you delay time like this, the deployment of the third master will be in vain."

The fat man was already in a state of anger. After hearing what he said, he immediately went crazy and cursed: "Third Master, third master, go shit third master! You don't even know what the old bastard is thinking, so why are you still pulling the egg?"

"Why do I have to mix in your housework? I'm here to touch the underworld! Damn it! No matter what, I'll leave by myself when I touch the thing, you can go with the old ghost to die!"

After saying that, the fat man pushed away the monk Hua who stopped him and shook his hand directly forward.

But before he could take a few steps, the young man pressed his shoulder and stopped him.

The fat man is more taboo about the oil bottle and it is not easy to attack him. The guy saved him several times.
Chapter completed!