(Something unexpected happened yesterday. The people who were working on the street lamp poles drove an excavator and tore down the hanging wires outside my house. The network and power were cut off, and there was no way to code. It was finally repaired this afternoon.
)
————————————
After a long journey, Zhang Zhu and others finally found the camp in Wu San Province.
On the flat land in front of the temple, a large area of tents stretches out, of different sizes, and scattered.
After asking the fat man for confirmation, Wu Xiaoxie was so excited that tears almost filled her eyes, and she immediately ran towards the camp.
Zhang Zhu asked a few people to follow him quickly.
But before he even got closer, Wu Xiaoxie noticed something was wrong.
The entire camp was eerily quiet, and the furnishings outside seemed to have been looted by bandits and became messy.
The fat man muttered, "Old Pan, something seems to be wrong."
Pan Zi quickly walked over and opened the curtains of several tents, and found that they were empty. His face immediately changed, "It's bad! Something may have happened to Mr. San and the others."
Wu Xiaoxie originally thought that the dawn of hope was here, but the sudden situation caught him off guard. He suddenly thought that the red smoke that Pan Zi said meant "don't get close", and his uneasiness became more intense. p>
I looked at the messy dishes and chopsticks placed under the awning, as well as the makeshift stove on one side, and the toothbrushes with white toothpaste left randomly thrown there. There were also some equipment in some tents that had not come and were urgently packed away. p>
There are many signs that Wu Sansheng and the others must have encountered something very critical, which forced them to abandon the camp and leave in a very hurry.
The fat man ran out of ideas for a while, so he quietly approached Zhang Zhu and asked what he should do now.
Zhang Zhuxun knew that he had not given up the idea of breaking up the team and going it alone.
After seeing this situation, everyone will subconsciously think that Wu Sansheng and the others have encountered an accident, or encountered something that forced them to flee as quickly as possible. There is a high probability that they will not come back to this temporary camp.
The fat man never called the old fox Wu Sansheng. The purpose of his coming here was to work together to find out the secret, but considering Wu Xiaoxie's mood, it was difficult to say it directly if they parted ways.
Zhang Zhuoxun shook his head at him and said softly: "The journey has been tiring and we are tired of traveling and traveling, so we should take a short rest first and then make plans for the future."
The fat man nodded and said nothing more.
A few people organized two tents for rest. Zhang Zhuxun and Wu Xiaoxie packed up the equipment that could still be used in the camp. Fatty and Pan Zi, two good cooks, prepared late lunch for the group.<
/p>
In this open space without the protection of big trees, the midday sun shines down so scorchingly that it burns your skin.
The fat man took the big pot directly under the awning and served rice to several people.
Of the five boxes of canned beef collected from the camp, the two fat men used up three of them at once, making a particularly hearty beef noodle soup.
The fat man was like a gopher. After finishing his meal, he walked around in a circle and dug out a small can of canned yellow peaches from someone's tent. He poured some water into it, boiled it, and made a bowl for each of several people.
Soup and dessert after cooking.
Drinking the sweet water, Wu Xiaoxie's frown relaxed a little and sighed.
The sun has set in the west, but Uncle San and the others still show no sign of coming back.
The fat man persuaded him that maybe Third Uncle and the others had already found the entrance to the underground palace of the Queen Mother of the West, so they might not go down early for fear of losing time.
Wu Xiaoxie smiled bitterly, "It would be great if that were the case, but I'm afraid that if the old fox really encounters a danger that he can't handle."
Pan Zi patted his shoulder comfortingly. In fact, he was more anxious than anyone else, but he also knew that it was best to avoid being upset at this time.
Zhang Zhuoxun stood up and brushed off the dirt on his pants, stretched out and said, "Okay, it's been a tiring day. Let's all go to bed early. I'll stay up until midnight."
Pan Zi nodded, "Then I'll watch you for the rest of the night."
Wu Xiaoxie is a little ashamed. Although he has experienced so many dangers since he entered the industry, he is still better than others.
The newbie who started out as a pure rookie has already gotten a lot better by then.
Although his experience has increased a lot, his physical strength and energy are still a flaw. Compared with Zhang Zhuxun and the others, they can always be in fighting mode no matter how tired they are. He has always felt that he is a laggard in this regard, which makes him feel a little bit.
Frustration.
The fat man could tell what he was thinking from the subtle expression on his face, and he directly put his arm around his shoulders and led him into the tent, teasing, "Have a rest, Comrade Tianzhen, you are the brains in our team, wait till we get in."
The Queen Mother of the West’s treasure room, it’s up to you to tell whether the things inside are valuable or not.”
Pan Zi nodded to Zhang Zhuxun and walked into another tent.
Zhang Zhuoxun sprinkled anti-snake materials on the two tents and around the fire, made the fire more prosperous, warmed some broth, got a few sweet potatoes from the space, stuffed them into the ashes under the fire, and roasted them.
, and then sat next to him and waited quietly.
Half an hour later.
A shadowy figure covered in mud with only two eyes exposed jumped out of the bushes. When he saw Zhang Zhu sitting by the fire with one leg bent and his eyes open, he paused for a moment and then walked straight away.
He came over and sat down, took off the knife on his back and put it aside, then looked at Zhang Zhuxun and asked.
"Is there anything to eat?"
Zhang Zhuxun took the broth and handed it to him, looked him up and down, his expression was hard to describe, "How did you get yourself into this?"
Hearing this, the little brother swallowed the food in his mouth, put down the spoon, took out the safety buckle that was broken in half from his arms, and put it into Zhang Zhuxun's hand. His eyes looked a little innocent, "It broke." p>
Oh, Zhang Zhu understood. The safety buckle broke and the egg white inside flowed out, so he could not prevent snakes, so he painted himself into a clay figure.
Zhang Chuxun couldn't help laughing when he saw the little brother eating food with a bulging face, as if he hadn't eaten in a few days, and the fire-dried mud on his cheeks was hanging on as he chewed. "Where is she?" Zhang Zhuxun used two sticks to hold the sweet potatoes and turned them over one by one. "You left all the food for her."
When the little brother chased him out, Zhang Zhuxun was afraid that he would starve, so he gave him a backpack with food. Looking at the situation, it was clear that Chen Wenjin must have left the food for him.
The little brother gave a low "hmm", put the small iron basin with the clean food next to him, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said softly: "It's nearby."
Zhang Zhuoxun nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He took out a new safety buckle from his inner pocket and handed it to him, "Are you full? I'll get you another box of self-heating rice. You go to the pool over there first."
Wash your face."
It’s hard to get used to the dirty look.
After eating, the boy briefly talked about what happened after he chased him out, and then said a little strangely: "Where are Wu Sansheng and the others?"
Zhang Zhuoxun shook his head, "I don't know, it was already like this when we came here, but looking at the traces around the camp, I think they were attacked by pheasants in large numbers at night, and they probably won't be peaceful tonight."
