Chapter 300 Saving Uncle Six
Chapter 300 Saving Uncle Six
Zhan Guiting bent down behind to protect Youyou as she boarded the helicopter. The little girl had already lifted her leg when she suddenly changed her mind, turned around, and ran back.
"Dad, fifth uncle, brothers, sixth uncle is in danger."
Zhan Guiting and the Zhan Baisui triplets hurriedly chased after them.
After running for an unknown amount of time, Yoyo suddenly stopped, raised her little hand, and said very seriously, "Don't go over there, there are landmines buried there. If you go over there, they will explode."
"What? Landmines? How could there be landmines here?" Zhan Jingyang exclaimed in shock.
"Look, there's a factory over there," Zhan Jingxi pointed to a spot not far away.
Zhan Guiting and Zhan Baisui also saw it and had a very ominous premonition.
A factory? Landmines... It seems they're doing something clandestine.
"Let's go, leave first, go back and call the police, let the police handle it." Zhan Guiting picked up Youyou and was about to run back.
"No, we can't leave. If we leave, what will happen to Uncle Liu? Uncle Liu will be in danger."
How could you say Zhan Xiangyu is in danger? Is Zhan Xiangyu in the factory?
"Hey, where's Sixth Uncle?" Zhan Guiting asked.
"Inside the factory."
"What?" Zhan Baisui was stunned.
“I can’t figure out what Uncle Liu is doing at the factory, but I’m sure that’s not the real Uncle Liu. Like Aunt Sheng Xiling, Uncle Liu has been possessed. His body has been taken over, but Aunt Sheng Xiling’s soul is still there, while Uncle Liu’s soul is gone. We must take back Uncle Liu’s body and then find his soul as well.”
Compared to Zhan Baisui's astonishment, Zhan Guiting was much more composed.
He had suspected it before, feeling that Zhan Xiangyu's behavior was different from before. He comforted himself that it must be because he had been asleep for too long, which caused his habits to change. He never expected that his suspicions were true.
"Okay, don't worry, Dad will bring Uncle Liu's body back. Why don't you and your brothers go play with Master Jing'an for a while? We'll come find you soon."
The area was riddled with landmines. He was terrified that one of the four children might accidentally step on a landmine and detonate it. He couldn't imagine the consequences, nor could he bear them.
"No, it's too dangerous. I want to go too. I can tell fortunes, which can help me avoid a lot of danger."
"No, that's too risky. You can't control landmines." Zhan Guiting's expression was fierce.
"We won't go through the landmines; we'll go through the underground passage."
"An underground passage?" Zhan Baisui said.
"Okay, come with me." The little girl jumped down from Zhan Guiting's arms and took the lead.
Zhan Guiting was worried, so he stepped forward and scooped the little girl up.
Not long after, Yoyo called for a stop.
Zhan Guiting immediately saw the secret: the thick, thousand-year-old tree in front of him looked ordinary on the surface, but it was actually the passage leading to the basement.
Zhan Baisui also noticed it, and went forward to touch it, trying to find a way to open the passage.
"I'll do it." Yoyo rolled up her sleeves, exuding an air of domineering confidence.
Zhan Guiting put the little girl on the ground.
Yoyo walked up and punched the tree, making a hole about the size of a small fist.
The cave is hollow.
Seeing this, Yoyo raised her two little fists and pounded wildly, her little fists creating afterimages.
Seeing his sister struggling so much, Zhan Jingxi wanted to help, so he punched the tree as well, yelling, "Ah!"
The next second, a sharp pain shot through him, and Zhan Jingxi's hand immediately broke and swelled up.
"Hahahaha, Zhan Jingxi, you're funny too. Your sister is just strong, why are you getting involved?"
Zhan Jingxi felt wronged; he only wanted to help his sister.
"Okay."
A sweet, childlike voice rang out, and everyone turned their heads to see that inside the tree hole, downwards, were steps.
"Let's go, let's go down." Yoyo wanted to be in the lead again.
Zhan Guiting pulled Youyou to the back in a compass-like arc, saying, "I'll walk in front, Uncle Liu will be at the back, and you guys walk in the middle."
"Okay." The four little ones nodded obediently and quietly in response.
Zhan Jingxi held his hands, enduring the pain, and dared not utter a sound.
"Third brother, what happened to your hands?" Yoyo only noticed now and asked in a low voice.
"He also hit a tree, but the tree was harder than his fist, so he was knocked down and cried," Zhan Jingyang said.
"I didn't cry." Zhan Jingxi pouted, stubbornly refuting.
Yoyo took out a bottle of ointment from her schoolbag and applied it to Zhan Jingxi. "This is an ointment to relieve pain and reduce swelling. It will stop hurting after you apply it."
After applying the ointment, the little girl even blew on it for Zhan Jingxi.
"Ouch, little sister, I have a headache too." Zhan Jingyang suddenly bent over, covered her head, and frowned.
"Zhan Jingyang, if you keep pretending, I'll throw you down." Zhan Jingwen glanced at Zhan Jingyang sideways.
Joking around without considering the occasion is unacceptable; we're not at home now.
"Alright, we're almost there, everyone be quiet," Zhan Guiting said from the front.
The four little ones immediately shut up.
After descending the last step, there was a closed path ahead.
After passing through this path, we finally saw the light.
The factory entrance is a security zone, and there are many police officers in uniforms carrying guns patrolling there.
Wearing a police uniform serves two purposes: firstly, to avoid detection in the local area.
Seeing this, YoYo quickly drew several invisibility talismans and handed them to Zhan Guiting and the others.
Once they obtained the invisibility talisman, their bodies became transparent, allowing them to see the general outline of the other person.
For ordinary people, it is almost invisible.
"Wow, are we invisible?" Zhan Jingyang exclaimed excitedly.
"Keep your voice down."
"It's okay, my invisibility charm can silence me," the little dumpling said proudly.
Zhan Jingyang suddenly thought of something, walked up to a man holding a gun with a wicked grin, and stomped hard on his foot.
"what."
Zhan Jingyang instinctively fled.
The man slapped the person next to him and said angrily, "Why did you step on me? Last time I only stole one of your steamed buns, is it necessary to be so petty?"
"What? You stole my steamed bun? Holy crap!"
The two argued and started fighting.
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