Chapter 829: Young Master Zhao is crazy? A big slap will fix it!

Yang Lu is awesome, but what is the situation in the end?

What kind of ghost things are these?!

The bullet comments not only had praise but also many people who had such questions.

Because all of this came too suddenly, they couldn't help but have such doubts.

The Second Archaeological Team, because their speed was fast enough, Hu Bayi also caught up with Young Master Zhao and pressed him directly to the ground.

Seeing that the vines didn't chase them, everyone stopped and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Young Master Zhao's head was pressed directly to the ground by Hu Bayi; the other party stopped screaming, so he let go.

Ptooey!

Young Master Zhao spat out the sand in his mouth, but he was still lingering in fear, his face showing a state of terror.

Hu Bayi couldn't help but pat Young Master Zhao's head and said with a smile: "Still know how to spit out sand; this means he's not scared silly yet, that's good!"

If it were usual, Young Master Zhao would have been angry at being patted on the head like this, but now he didn't have any abnormal reaction, but for this playboy, this might be the biggest abnormality.

At this moment, everyone thought of one point: was it because the situation changed too suddenly, and all these troubles came one after another, plus those sudden changes from before?

All of this made Young Master Zhao scared silly!

Returning to the question everyone discussed earlier, some things are within the "Dao," and this "Dao" can be understood as everyone's most basic cognition.

But right now, ever since that black vine rose, it seemed to have exceeded Young Master Zhao's cognition.

It wasn't just Young Master Zhao; others were in a similar situation. I'm afraid no one could accept this, let alone the people watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room, let alone the people of the Second Archaeological Team as participants.

But although others were shocked, they weren't like Young Master Zhao; he was truly too cowardly.

Now Young Master Zhao had collapsed directly because he couldn't accept such things.

This seemed like an accident, but everyone could understand the situation.

The reason Hu Bayi hit Young Master Zhao was also because of this; no matter how stupid Young Master Zhao was before, Hu Bayi still instinctively regarded this person as his teammate.

Even if this person was useless and caused trouble, he hadn't truly caused anyone's death because of his negligence.

If it weren't for the situation that occurred before the Prince of Gumo's tomb, the current Young Master Zhao would still be that honest armor-carrier.

Perhaps many mistakes stemmed from Young Master Zhao; this person was too fond of showing off. If it weren't for that, Yang Lu would still be quite satisfied with him.

At the very least, he carried her bamboo box without any complaints.

It was just that Young Master Zhao was too eager to show off along the way, and he really didn't know how to handle the compass; precisely because of this, he didn't receive the treatment of everyone today.

Hu Bayi looked at Yang Lu after seeing this situation; if this Young Master Zhao was in such a foolish state now, in plain language, he was scared stupid.

It would be fine if he could recover, but once he couldn't, they would just add a burden.

If it were just a place similar to the Prince of Gumo's tomb before, they could completely send Young Master Zhao back first and have someone watch him.

Then they would continue to move forward.

But now, if he couldn't maintain a good state, then this matter would completely change into another concept.

They couldn't send Young Master Zhao back; Yang Lu had already explained these situations just now.

If left alone here, then he would definitely be left to die.

At this moment, it all depended on what decision Yang Lu made; even if she really wanted to leave this Young Master Zhao here to fend for himself, no one would say anything.

The authorities wouldn't, and the viewers in the live broadcast room wouldn't either.

The members of the Second Archaeological Team would naturally also respect the decision of this team leader.

No one would make a decision of womanly kindness in this situation.

And Young Master Zhao was still looking ahead in a daze, the terror in his eyes having been completely replaced by dullness.

This was different from when he ran over alone earlier!

Just now, when he saw the black vine, Young Master Zhao had self-awareness; he wasn't confused by this environment.

Nor did he have any hallucinations; everything was bloody reality; this is the difference between true and false.

Actually, if Young Master Zhao were a smart person and could accept such a terrifying atmosphere, he should have realized that since it had scared him like this.

Then that meant everything he saw earlier—that scene of slaughtering each other—was fake, no matter how real it appeared.

This is the different situation caused by directness and boundary hallucinations.

And Yang Lu walked over after seeing this scene; without thinking, she raised her hand and gave Young Master Zhao a slap.

The next moment, Young Master Zhao cried out, just like a child.

Yang Lu shook her head, sighed, and said: "Don't worry about him; I estimate he'll be fine after crying for a while."

Extreme fear needs to be resolved in an extreme way; this is applicable in any situation.

It was precisely because Yang Lu saw through this situation that she chose to do so.

She knew that using that kind of coaxing language wouldn't solve Young Master Zhao's extreme situation right now.

So she simply gave the other party a slap; actually, this is similar to treating illnesses in traditional Chinese medicine: if it's clear, it doesn't hurt; if it hurts, it's not clear.

It was enough to make him cry out with this slap.

If this Young Master Zhao was really scared silly, he would still maintain that dull look after this slap.

Now that he had such a reaction, it proved that this person was still salvageable.

Seeing Young Master Zhao's state at this time, Wang Pangzi grinned; although his eyes showed disdain, he didn't go out to mock Young Master Zhao, knowing that some things weren't worth doing.

And at this moment, Yang Lu put all her focus on the road they came from, looking into the distance.

She could still see that black vine dancing continuously; they had left the attack range, which had caused the black vine to lose its target.

Right now, it was in a state of chaotic dancing, seemingly venting its anger.

It seemed that only by sucking blood could this vine be satisfied.

Wang Pangzi also turned his head at this moment; his line of sight was basically parallel to Hu Bayi's.

Both saw this situation at the same time, and Wang Pangzi subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Although no one knew what that thing was specifically, Wang Pangzi suddenly thought of something: that Corpse-Fragrant Konjac he saw earlier.

It seemed that only this could explain it!

……. ===== CHAPTER 830 =====