Chapter 252: Snake Ghost Town · Orientation of Stone Statue

My scalp felt numb for a moment, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and I became nervous.
Pan Zi swallowed and said, "I didn't pay attention--but definitely not on this side."
The fat man said: "His mother, there is a ghost, then does it turn around by itself? Or what mechanism did we touch?"
I said it was impossible. When I approached just now, I could see clearly, it was obviously stone, and it was a whole piece. It was unlikely that there was an organ trap.
Pan Zi stared at the stone carving and said, "I didn't look carefully just now. Maybe the statue is two-sided."
"Two sides of your head. When I left, I looked back a few times. There is absolutely no face on the back of the stone statue." The fat man said: "And, this face is also a bit wrong."
Indeed, compared to the front, the face of this stone figure feels weird, and it is also expressionless, but the expression on that face is full of gloom and resentment. It makes people shocked when they see it.
"His mother must have transferred it by herself. Isn't this thing alive." Pan Zidao said. "We've run into stone essence."
I said: "We are not walking in a straight line, maybe it is a matter of angle, don't scare yourself."
The fat man scolded: "The angle, there must be something wrong. You think you are deceiving yourself."
I was a little embarrassed, the fat man said, "Would you like to go back and see?"
Pan Zi shook his head, suddenly pulled out the gun, loaded it, aimed at the giant face, and wanted to shoot. We were taken aback by this move, and we were almost too late to respond. The fat man immediately raised the gun and slammed a bullet. Whistling past, hitting the dragon wood on the edge of the stone statue, the whole tree was shaken, we immediately looked at the stone statue, and said that this is too horizontal, if it is really alive, you do n’t just Stirred things.
The fat man is ready for battle, and his hands are touching his waist. Several people looked at the stone carving and were prepared for any changes.
But looking at the statue, he didn't respond at all. The strange face was still cold and expressionless. There was no change at all. It seemed to be just a normal stone statue. After waiting for a while, Pan Zi bounced the gun back and said to us: "Look, it's okay, it's stone. It may be wrong. The road here is full of twists and turns. Let's go and don't bother."
I was also relieved to say that I was really scaring myself. It really made me nervous in this kind of place. Even the ability to judge correctly is gone.
The fat man frowned, still not believing: "When Lao Tzu was on the sideline, he had worked on a lathe and his eyes were very poisonous. How could this be wrong."
"The lathe is a lathe, here is a forest, the reference is complicated, and it is not strange to read it wrong," I said.
Pan Zi hurried to go, but the fat man refused to die. He wanted to pass Pan Zi's gun, put down his equipment, and said to us: "Don't move, I'll take a look, it will take two minutes." Direction.
We knew the fat man's temper, and we had no choice but to let him go. I sat down to rest and Pan Zi scolded for trouble.
Just watched the fat man carrying his gun on his body, walking back carefully, halfway away, he suddenly stopped and took a step back, not knowing what he saw.
Pan Zi was very impatient and yelled and asked him: "What the are you doing? Hurry up!"
Not finished yet, the fat man turned back suddenly. He turned and ran and yelled to us: "Live! Run!" At the same time, I saw the "face" of a strange bird in the distance. My eyes hung up, and the corner of my mouth rose unexpectedly. The expressionless expression turned into an extremely grim smile.