novelcrest Book 4: Chapter 16: Sneer
Book 4: Chapter 16: Sneer
Book 4: Chapter 16: Sneer
Before Fatty had finished speaking, Poker-Face had already rushed over. I didn't even have time to react at all as he instantly arrived in front of the backpack, grabbed its strap, and yanked it hard. The contents fell out, rolled all the way down the stones, and landed at our feet. Fatty and I immediately jumped back and picked up our guns.
Fatty stepped on that thing and tried to smash it with the butt of his gun, but I quickly stopped him. At this time, I could see clearly that it was a simple piece of metal that was the color of rusted bronze. I didnt know what kind of household utensil it came from, but it was covered in detailed and complex patterns.
Just now, the bag had suddenly moved by itself and stood up. I thought there was a living thing inside of it, so I honestly didn't expect to find a piece of metal.
Poker-Face directly held the backpack down in case there was something inside of it, but after pressing on it, he shook his head at us. This meant that the bag was empty.
I wondered what exactly was going on with this bag. It wasn't there just now, so how did it move? Fatty looked at the bronze piece and asked, "What is this thing?"
When I pointed my flashlight at it, I couldnt help but gasp.
Whether it was the material or patterns on it, I knew this thing like the back of my hand. I was certain that it had come from the bronze meteorite I had seen before.
I picked it up and rushed back over to the shrine. There was a mark at the bottom of the shrine that had been left by something sitting there for a long time. When I placed this bronze piece on it, I could see that the mark was consistent with the bottom of the bronze piece.
This meteorite fragment had originally been placed in the shrine.
I threw the fragment to Poker-Face, who caught it with one hand and started examining it.
Since the corpses were mummified, we could put their hands back in place with a toothpick, so it wasnt long before all of the hands were reset.
Is this a spell or some kind of array? I asked myself. Is it a feng shui array? I didnt quite understand why these corpses and meteorite were able to ward off the heavenly gift.
I straightened the meteorite in the shrine, let go of these stray thoughts, and patted my clothes again for cigarettes.
I was a little startled by this behavior. I sniffed my fingers and realized that I had been smoking while under the influence of the heavenly gift.
It seemed that over this past month, I had picked up my smoking habit again, which hadnt disappeared even though the heavenly gift had been lifted.
Not only did this habit not disappear, but it even passed on to me.
I had a special dent in my hand, a callus formed by smoking too many cigarettes over the course of my life. But after not smoking for so many years, there was only a vague outline now. I was now staring at that callus in a daze.
During those extremely difficult years, I always felt that I was fighting against the gods. In those long days and nights when there was no chance of winning at all and I didn't even know if the other party saw through my tricks, the only thing I could do most of the time was to look at this callus. This was also a very strong habit of mine.
At this time, I suddenly saw a possibility of winning and sneered.
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Bad heavenly gift! Bad! How dare you let Wu Xie smoke when his lungs are terrible! Take it down Iron Triangle! Burn that heavenly gift to the ground!