Besides getting drenched once again, there was no other discomfort.
Li Zhiyuan looked ahead and saw Tan Wenbin sitting in front of him with his back turned. When Li Zhiyuan raised his flashlight, his pupils suddenly constricted—a colossal snakehead was suspended right in front of him.
"Aaaaah!"
Tan Wenbin screamed out loud.
Li Zhiyuan stepped forward and patted his arm: "It's fake, this is a stone sculpture."
"Aaaah..." Tan Wenbin continued to scream as he looked at Li Zhiyuan, then his voice gradually quieted down, his hands began to search the ground, "Eh, where's my flashlight?"
Clearly, as soon as he entered this place, he shone his flashlight and came face-to-face with the stone snakehead, which scared him stiff.
Li Zhiyuan lifted his flashlight to help him search on the ground, but found that nothing appeared in the light ahead.
"Brother Binbin, stop for a second."
