Chapter 571

There were some things he couldn't guide after all.

The moment the muzzle was raised, Zhang Lin had a premonition in the dark that this shrill muzzle would not end up aimed at the three of them.

Not many people across the internet were watching this scene with their eyes open, because they didn't have the courage.

Zhang Lin, however, kept watching the screen, waiting for the changes below.

He knew very well that as long as this gunshot didn't hit any one of them, then the subsequent matters could also be resolved accordingly.

What was inside the coffin actually wasn't that important; the key was that the two were separated.

The cave they entered belonged entirely to chance, or because they had destroyed the previous Corpse-Fragrant Konjac, they were able to enter here.

This was an opportunity, but also had corresponding dangers!

Zhang Lin had such a guess, coupled with his courage and perfect prediction of the subsequent events, so he kept his eyes open.

No complex emotions were revealed in his eyes, while others who closed their eyes were all waiting for the gunshot.

And then open their eyes to see if the three of them had fallen.

It seemed that only then could they better accept such a result.

The next moment! The gunshot rang out!

This wasn't one or two shots, but bang, bang, bang, bang—countless dense sounds.

The dozens of bullets in the rifle were fired in an instant within a few seconds.

Everyone opened their eyes subconsciously, and their hanging hearts were instantly put at ease.

Because the three of them were still standing there motionless, and there were no wounds on their backs.

A second before firing, Young Master Zhao had already aimed the muzzle at the dome; all these bullets had hit the mountain wall.

While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they just wanted to scold Young Master Zhao.

But at the next moment, Yang Lu, Hu Hu Bayi, and Shen Qiong all had their breath stagnate at the same time, and they hurriedly retreated several steps.

Yang Lu was fine, but the other two were gasping for air.

As if they had experienced some earth-shattering event.

In fact, even if they didn't explain, everyone had a corresponding answer in their own minds.

That was that the scene just now might be even more terrifying than being controlled by the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac, because they couldn't break free and were kept in such a detached state.

In this state, it seemed that everything was not something they could decide for themselves.

The most painful thing was not losing all consciousness and being controlled, but that you clearly thought you were still awake, yet your body was involuntary.

You couldn't control any of this!

In this situation, everything was passive, and while making this passive choice, if one didn't rely on external force, then the final result could only be standing here straight and eventually turning into a skeleton.

In fact, if Hu Hu Bayi had pushed Yang Lu away directly at the beginning, it seemed there would have been a better result, but as the gunshot fell and everyone regained consciousness, there was no need to talk about anything else.

Young Master Zhao was not interrupted by all this; his finger was still repeatedly pressing the trigger, the bullets were empty, and there was only the click-click sound of the empty chamber.

He was still roaring, his muzzle aimed upward; it seemed that to Young Master Zhao, there were still bullets, and even in countless numbers, which could be squandered constantly.

Only in this way could he vent the hatred in his heart; Yang Lu walked over, looked at Young Master Zhao's appearance, and couldn't help but shake her head.

At this moment, she was even more certain that Young Master Zhao was indeed crazy, and it had nothing to do with being controlled or not.

The reason this gunshot could wake them up was because the vibration from the sound allowed their spirits to be pulled out in an instant; if it weren't for this series of gunshots, Yang Lu believed that no one could have woken them up.

All of this could only wait for it to end automatically, or for some kind of vibration to occur by chance, so that they would wake up.

Yang Lu couldn't help but take a deep breath; she walked toward Young Master Zhao.

Young Master Zhao didn't look at her at all; Yang Lu pressed her thumb gently on his throat.

He rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Looking at the lying Young Master Zhao, Yang Lu couldn't help but say, "Thank you."

Hu Hu Bayi hurriedly ran over, forgetting about the antidote, and immediately asked, "Leader Yang, did you hear it too just now?"

Yang Lu nodded subconsciously and said, "I heard it; when I walked over, I was controlled by that kind of sound; it kept telling me to open that coffin."

Hu Hu Bayi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "Exactly, I also heard that voice constantly tempting me to open the coffin; my body was involuntary; if the gunshot had come later, I might really not have been able to control myself."

In fact, Yang Lu understood that if they hadn't woken up, the nature of the problem might have changed.

Because that kind of mental stimulation and that kind of subconscious control were becoming more and more serious.

In the end, they definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand it, and then they would have opened the coffin to welcome the result Yang Lu least wanted to see.

And now it seemed there was no need to worry about those things; although they had experienced the risk of being controlled, and she understood all of this in her subconscious.

However, these things didn't seem that important to Yang Lu; the key was that it was precisely this danger that made her clarify a choice.

The next moment, Yang Lu said firmly, "We will rest here until tomorrow night; we must not act rashly again, otherwise we won't be able to bear any result."

This was the decision Yang Lu finally made, because although there seemed to be some danger here, Yang Lu understood that as long as they didn't approach that coffin, everything would be fine.

At least these two mummies didn't bring them any crisis.

And the things hidden inside the coffin were very likely what they least wanted to see later, or perhaps a crisis even more terrifying than the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac.

They had gone through hardships on this trip for the Queen of Jingjue's coffin; if they were to fail and sink here without even seeing a hair of the coffin, no one could accept such a result.

And at this time, the people watching the live stream were no longer considering these things; they all tended toward another point.

[Leader Yang did the right thing; I think they should stop looking for the coffin; this place is too evil.]

[Right, wait for Mr. Zhang to give word tomorrow; following the guidance, they will definitely be able to get out.]

[You guys seem to have problems; Mr. Zhang said it, if you want to get out, you have to pass that hurdle of the coffin; that's the only path.]

[The final path is the only path; that point is correct.]

[Did Mr. Zhang say that before? Why don't I remember?]

[Are you retarded? Go back and watch the replay yourself.]

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