"puff!"
Boss Zhou spat out the tea.
The woman turned her body to the side to avoid the splashing tea, but her eyes were narrowed.
She didn't think her words were funny.
Moreover,
Zhou Ze's attitude,
For her,
It's more like a blasphemy of faith.
At normal times or other times, these don’t matter, because to be honest, apart from the possibility that she might have killed the real owner of the wax museum and two employees, the female director has never shown any real hostility when facing Zhou Ze and Wang Ke.
Test,
cooperate,
Try again,
Cooperate again.
Trembling with fear,
tread on thin ice;
However,
She didn't think it was funny.
But to Zhou Ze, it sounded full of weirdness.
Young man, work hard and help us!
It's done.
You will reward yourself!
Things can't be done.
You will punish yourself!
This feeling,
Like when you were in kindergarten, your teacher taught you to clap your own hands.
You might be very excited at that time.
Now I just feel really stupid.
"I'm sorry, but I still don't agree to take it out."
Zhou Ze stood up.
In fact, the whole thing was wishful thinking on the part of the female curators, because they themselves did not realize that what they wanted to get from Zhou Ze was something that Zhou Ze himself did not know.
Given Boss Zhou's personality, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to tell them where Lu Pingzhi was buried and let them find it themselves.
Since I know I have lost something good,
Why don't I pick it up myself
The reason why Zhou Ze agreed to drink tea and chat was just because he wanted to get more information from the female curator.
“Huh…”
The female curator pursed her lips.
In my eyes,
The murderous intent is obvious.
Even a clay Buddha would be irritated by Zhou Ze's teasing.
Not to mention this woman who can make wax figures of ordinary people.
"Master Ghost Messenger, you are determined to become the enemy of our clan."
The female curator clapped her hands.
The coffee table broke into pieces.
Then the roof position,
It was like a huge bucket of wax was poured down, and pieces of wax began to slowly seep into the cracks on the walls.
The little boy took a few steps forward and stood in front of Zhou Ze, muttering:
“They couldn’t catch me this time.”
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand.
Patted the little boy on the shoulder.
"You deal with her. Use the technique that Lao An taught you to beat her. Beat her to reveal her true form. Don't worry about the rest."
The female curator reached out and touched her broken arm, closed her eyes, and began to quickly retreat. At the same time, the little boy rushed forward!
“Wow!”
“Wow!”
A series of harsh friction sounds were heard.
On the wall,
On the ceiling,
On the floor,
All areas covered by wax oil,
A figure appeared everywhere.
The figure looks about 70% similar to the female curator.
They bowed their heads devoutly together.
Singing solemnly together,
It was as if an ancient ritual was being performed.
When the little boy was about to catch up with the female curator,
All the wax figures screamed together:
"Flip the clouds!"
In an instant,
Dozens of black chains emerged from the ground again!
The little boy's eyes fixed and his body slowed down noticeably.
"I told you to leave it alone!"
Zhou Ze shouted behind him,
at the same time,
Boss Zhou's fingernails grew out on both of his hands.
He said in a low voice:
"coffee!"
A dozen chains just summoned by the wax figures,
Suddenly, it was as if I had lost control.
Started to swing aimlessly,
But he didn't greet the little boy.
At this time,
The little boy had already grabbed the retreating female curator.
When the other party turned into wax and prepared to escape,
A spell was blasted out!
"Bang!"
The curator's body was being reshaped in the distance, but this time her wax figure almost collapsed in half, and even her nose and eyes looked misplaced, as if the plastic surgery had failed.
perhaps,
Compared to being attacked again,
What surprised her even more was that
Those dozen chains suddenly lost control!
This is the end,
Why
She still didn't doubt Zhou Ze's identity.
It was impossible for her to think in that direction.
Although she always looked pious when talking about the head of the clan,
But this does not mean that she really believes that the great being still exists.
And it will reside in the body of the ghost in front of you.
Ye Gong likes dragons.
It is like this.
At this time,
Two employees ran in. When they saw this,
He knelt down immediately.
Keep your hands flat on the ground.
Zhou Ze glanced over.
Pointing at them with both hands,
Just a gentle squeeze!
"newspaper!"
More than ten chains were whipped over in an instant!
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Two crisp sounds,
The wax figures of the two employees exploded immediately.
Two black rays of light shot out.
This completely breaks their disguise and reveals their true identity.
In mid-air, screams could be heard coming from them.
The moves they used to defeat the enemy,
Why would they attack them instead
The little boy looked at the chains, then looked at Zhou Ze.
Smiled,
Continue to rush towards the female curator.
The female curator never thought about confronting the zombie head-on.
Because she knew that, despite his small age,
But if you really want to solve him,
It's really, really difficult.
Even if you leave him motionless in front of you, it will still take a lot of effort to kill him, and you may not even succeed.
This big zombie,
It is an existence that even gods find troublesome.
To deal with this guy,
Can't resist.
The only choice is suppression!
"In my name, call upon the clan's sacred artifact to descend!"
For a time,
All the wax figures in the wax museum began to call out.
“The dust that has accumulated from the bones will eventually be wiped away!
The loneliness accumulated over the years will surely end!
The raging waves of the netherworld will surely rise again!"
The ancient chant,
With a special rhythm,
Zhou Ze kept looking around.
To be honest,
He was a little worried.
I was worried about what the person in my body had left behind for the people of this clan.
If this idiot had been rewarded with some kind of killer weapon,
And then kill yourself in the end,
Isn’t this too funny
pity,
Now Ying Gou is still sleeping,
Unable to wake up,
Temporarily unable to communicate.
Or,
There is no way to give Zhou Ze the spoiler in advance.
Therefore,
Boss Zhou was a little panicked.
At the same time, it feels a bit ridiculous.
This time I'm really scaring myself!
“Buzz!”
A deep voice suddenly sounded,
An old man emerged from the wax.
"What happened to alarm the holy weapon?"
"Suppress our enemies and seize what we need!"
The female curator shouted while being chased and beaten by the little boy.
"Can."
The old man's wax figure disappeared again.
For a time,
The wax on the ground began to boil.
The whole wax museum is like a huge urn.
There is boiling oil inside!
The wax began to condense.
It is formed by layers of steps.
Then came the piles of bones.
It was as if countless dead souls were screaming, unwilling to give up even after death!
Everything that looks hideous,
No matter how fierce he was in his lifetime,
In the end, they were all killed and this throne was built!
Throne of Bones,
Here,
Cohesion!
This is not true.
This is definitely not true.
This may be just a shadow of the Bone Throne.
But this pressure,
But it is extremely terrifying!
Even more so than when the Xiezhi clone first descended.
Even more powerful!
"The underworld has order, the law of death is ruthless, break it!"
The little boy grabbed the curator again.
A spell blasted past,
The female curator let out a scream.
This time,
She was left with only a vague human figure.
A dark aura emanated from her body.
Apparently even his real body was blasted out and was seriously injured.
But at this moment she was not at all flustered.
But reluctantly raised his hand,
He said in a low voice:
"In the name of the throne, I will suppress the enemies of our clan!"
The next moment,
The female curator's eyes went straight to the little boy.
“Crack!”
The throne trembled.
Even the eerie white bones underneath began to tremble.
The little boy didn't think anything of it at first.
The next second, the whole person was thrown to the ground.
"Bang!"
He smashed a hole in the ground.
then,
He began to be engulfed by a terrifying force.
Dragged towards the bone throne made of wax!
“Roar! Roar! Roar!!!”
The little boy roared desperately.
Waving his hands wildly,
He was struggling hysterically.
The nails left grooves on the ground.
But no matter how you resist,
But he still couldn't stop himself from being dragged towards the bottom of the throne little by little!
Fear came over me.
It almost crushed his spirit.
It was as if the trumpet of doom had already sounded in his ears.
Even if it's him,
Once drawn beneath the throne,
There will be no recovery!
“Roar! Roar! Roar!!!”
Survival instinct,
It made him look ferocious.
But this struggle,
But it revealed a sense of paleness and weakness.
The skeleton under the throne reached out and began to drag the little boy's ankle.
They were welcoming him.
They will welcome another companion who will accompany them to be suppressed forever after who knows how many years.
"In the past, the leader of our clan ruled the Nether Sea.
Such a huge hell,
Everyone surrender!
Our ancestors achieved amazing glory.
Guard the Bone Throne for my Lord!"
Saying,
The female curator looked at Zhou Ze on the other side.
"Now, it's your turn. I told you that you will regret your previous decision!"
The female curator saw the change in Zhou Ze's expression.
She thought Zhou Ze was scared.
Especially after seeing the little zombie in such a state,
He must be scared.
And I regretted it so much that my intestines turned green,
but,
It's too late!
"In the name of the throne, I will suppress the enemies of our clan!"
The female curator attacked Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze began to slowly walk towards the throne.
Um
Have you accepted your fate
The female curator thought to herself,
The two black shadows floating in the air were also thinking the same thing.
The throne's aura crushed my courage,
Have you chosen to give up
Zhou Ze walked to the throne.
Before, the countless white bones below were waving at him, trying to drag him in and suppress him together!
They complain.
They hate,
Even if it takes thousands of years,
It can't be erased either!
So they hope to have more people to accompany them,
Suffer with them.
Let us endure this eternal suffering together!
However,
When Zhou Ze's foot really stepped on the stairs,
The skeletons that were facing him and exuding murderous rage suddenly fell silent.
Then he began to retreat frantically as if he had seen a ghost.
shouting,
Scream,
fear,
fear!
As Zhou Ze continued to walk up the stairs,
The skeletons on the other side of the throne were dragging the little boy, almost dragging most of his body into the lower part of the throne.
They immediately let go of their hands.
They all started howling like ghosts and wolves!
They are afraid.
They are panicking.
At this moment,
They recalled the fear they once felt when they were dominated!
The female curator on the side was stunned.
Her brain,
I can't understand what I'm seeing at all!
The two employees above even revealed their true appearance, a man and a woman, two evil spirits with horns on their heads.
Zhou Ze stepped on the bones.
All the way up,
In the end,
He stood before the throne.
“Wuwuwuwu!!!!!!”
“Ahhhh!!!!!!”
The bones beneath the throne began to struggle vigorously.
Not willing to accept fate, or relying on instinct.
Zhou Ze turned around.
With his back to the throne,
then,
Sat down slowly.
In an instant,
All the bones beneath the throne fell silent.
Like being petrified instantly.
No one dares to be presumptuous again!
Together they are petrified,
There are also three female curators.
The little boy who had just experienced a life-or-death situation and faced eternal disaster raised his head.
Looking at the figure above,
At this moment,
He just felt that he
Incomparably majestic.
at the same time,
This scene reminded him of the wax figure he had seen in the horror wax museum in the back room.
The shadows of both,
It seemed as if they overlapped at this moment.
The little boy vaguely remembered his question at the time:
"Who is he?"
“I don’t know him.”
When Zhou Ze placed his hands naturally on the seat,
The wax museum, which was noisy just now,
In an instant,
It fell into a dead silence where one could hear a pin drop!
Zhou Ze closed his eyes.
Enjoy this feeling,
a long time,
He slowly opened his eyes.
He looked towards the three female curators standing in the distance;
The female curator and the other two felt as if they had fallen into hell, as if they were being stared at by a real devil!
They started running subconsciously.
What task
What is the straight thing on land
What goal
They didn't care at all and didn't dare to think about it.
Their worldview has been completely overturned.
No,
To be exact,
What they saw was enough to subvert the spiritual beliefs of their entire tribe!
Many things,
They dare not think about it.
I really can’t imagine it.
Now they just dare to run,
Escape subconsciously!
Their tribe has worshipped and venerated this throne of bones for countless years.
The tribe passed down legends and stories about the master from generation to generation.
But they themselves may have forgotten it long ago.
They are worshipping the one who sits on the throne.
Or is it just worshipping this throne
Run,
Run,
Run away!
Must run,
The devil has opened his mouth.
They must run!
Escape back,
Escape back to your people.
Go and report what happened here!
The funny thing is,
Someone is sitting on the throne.
Their first reaction was not to bow down in worship or to submit willingly.
But panic.
It was as if the most important thing had been stolen!
The female curator is very fast.
The other two were not slow either.
In an instant,
They ran to the gate of the wax museum.
And at this time,
The man on the throne slowly raised his hand.
Whispered:
"Please take a seat!"