Tomb Raiders: I'm Really a Fortune Teller

Sure enough, as the little brother moved the stone platform futon, the surrounding tomb walls also began to rise.

There are a total of eight tomb walls all around, and all of them rose up.

And behind these eight tomb walls are not tomb passages, but suspension bridges.

"There are eight suspension bridges here, which one should we take?"

Fatty Wang's face is a little ugly, what he is most afraid of doing is... this kind of multiple-choice question.

Mo Zifan looked around, the bottom of the suspension bridge was bottomless, and the front of the suspension bridge was also filled with smoke, and there was no end in sight.

Seeing this situation, Mo Zifan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Although his skills are good, if someone starts to attack him on the suspension bridge, or if he walks to the center of the suspension bridge and breaks the suspension bridge, this is a very dangerous problem.

Mo Zifan didn't even have to think about it. Of these eight suspension bridges, it is estimated that only one of them can pass people. If people walk on the other suspension bridges, there will definitely be an accident.

Even Mo Zifan had doubted whether all the eight suspension bridges had organs.

It's not surprising that Mo Zifan would think this way, just because Mo Zifan has been in contact with too many ancient tombs of Wang Fuhai, Mo Zifan already has an understanding of Wang Fuhai.

"These eight suspension bridges hide gossip. Each suspension bridge is a universe. If you are not careful, you may die on the suspension bridge."

Feng Shen Yin De understands ghosts and spirits through yin and yang, and he knows this.

"Little Prince, I don't know if you have any way to break it.

Chen Pi A Si has always been like this, immediately.

Ask Fengshen Yinde.

Fengshen Yinde nodded, then walked around the edge of the tomb.

Mo Zifan was also waiting, waiting for Fengshen Yinde's answer, he also wanted to hear how Fengshen Yinde would deal with this kind of thing.

Fengshen Yinde just smiled lightly when he heard the words, "There is a way of course, these are the eight suspension bridges arranged according to the gossip, all of which cannot be crossed."

As soon as he heard this, Chen Pi A Si just... frowned, "Little Wang Ye, what's the situation if all of this can't pass?"

"Yeah, the road is here, if we can't pass it, can we fly over it?"

Fatty Wang also did not understand, he still felt that Fengshen Yinde was not competent enough, and his judgment was incorrect.

After saying this, Fatty Wang set his eyes on Mo Zifan.

"Little Eighth Master, come and tell me, how should we go?"

Fatty Wang obviously trusts Mo Zifan even more.

Mo Zifan smiled lightly, but did not immediately.

After making a choice, he said: "Since the little prince said that the eight suspension bridges cannot be crossed, then let's listen to the explanation of the little prince."

Fengshen Yinde said that the eight suspension bridges are dead ends and cannot be crossed. In fact, Mo Zifan still believed it somewhat.

Because Mo Zifan knew about Wang Fuhai's urine, it was really possible for Wang Fuhai to do such a thing.

Fengshen Yin De heard Mo Zifan's words and nodded to Mo Zifan.

"These eight suspension bridges are actually connected to each other. One is dead and the other is dead. If we walk on any one of them, we will be trapped on the suspension bridge."

"If we were attacked again on the suspension bridge, the result would be unimaginable."

Fatty Wang immediately wanted to refute when he heard it, but at this moment Chen Pi A Si's voice rang out.

"Little Prince, don't you mean that there are other organs tombs here!"

Chen Pi's words can be said to wake up the dreamer in one sentence, and Fatty Wang thought that there might be such a possibility.

After all, it is not the first time that Fatty Wang has dealt with Wang Fuhai, and he still has some understanding of the ancient tomb laid out by Wang Fuhai.

If this is replaced by someone else, then there is no need to say that there must be a way to survive among the eight suspension bridges.

But this Wang Fuhai's style of doing things is... unintelligible.

"There are ninety-eighty-eighty stone futons here. These...., are the ones we need to choose."

"Look at your self-study, these ninety-eighty-one stone futons can be moved, but if my guess is correct, only one is the real mechanism, and the others are all mechanisms to destroy us."

Fengshen Yinde's remarks can be said to be very reasonable, especially now, Fatty Wang also somewhat agrees with Fengshen Yinde's words.

"But these... In the Shitai futon, which one is the real organ, I can't see it."

After saying this, Fengshen Yin De also looked at Mo Zifan, and he asked in a hurry: "Little Eighth Master, can you spot any problem?"

It seemed that he could see that none of them could break the game. Mo Zifan knew that this time, he could not avoid using the eighth-layer penetrating eye.

But just when Mo Zifan was about to use his insight into the sky, the little brother suddenly stepped forward and moved a stone platform futon.

When the stone platform futon moved, all the stone platform futons began to move.

"Although it is said that the old man Wang Fuhai sometimes does things improperly, but in terms of his ability, Wang Fuhai is indeed a talent."

Fatty Wang couldn't help but praise Wang Fuhai.

There is no other reason. There are nine to eighty-one stone platform futons that are all moving, and each stone platform futon weighs at least two hundred pounds.

In other words, the total weight of the futons being moved here exceeds [-] jin.