One of Mop's men came over and kicked down a few people sitting by the fire. He smiled and cursed: "Why don't you get up and give me a seat for the mistress? You are standing like a log, what are you talking about?" p>
Just when Wu Xiaoxie was about to say no in a humble tone, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person lying at his feet with a darkened face and wide eyes. He was obviously dead, and he was still dying with his eyes open.
Immediately, I took two or three steps back due to frightened conditioned reflex, with a look of shock on my face.
When everyone around them saw this, they burst into laughter.
Zhang Zhuxun stepped forward, kicked those few people aside, and patted Wu Xiaoxie on the shoulder to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, they are just dummies made of diving suits. They should be kept for guarding."
In the camp, there is a fire beside it, and those snakes cannot tell whether they are real or fake using heat sensors."
Wu Xiaoxie looked at the dummies carefully and found that they were really black diving suits stuffed with stuff, with a gas mask on their face, and two gum-sticky eyes under the transparent mask. Who knew who it was?
He was so evil-minded that he even added two blackened charcoal residues to it.
At first glance, it looks like a corpse, and the weird girl is scary.
Wu Xiaoxie himself couldn't help but laugh. He saw so many dead people along the way that he had to react conditionedly.
Zhang Zhuxun gave the fat man some water lying in the sleeping bag and let him continue to sleep and regain his strength.
Mop's men pulled out a lot of branches from nowhere, some of which were used to hold the fire, and some of which were crossed and tied to make new dummies. They put on clothes and stood at the entrance of the grotto and the collapsed areas in the cave.
Someone threw sulfur balls into several fires, and the yellow smoke was filled with clouds and filled the entire cave. The pungent smell of sulfur, coupled with the wet smell of a bunch of old men taking off their shoes, was a sour feeling.
It's purely a biological weapon. It probably doesn't use sulfur, and those snakes won't dare to get close.
Zhang Shuxun's eyes hurt due to the smoke, so he took out a bottle of eye drops and put two drops into his eyes, then moved his position and went to guard the fat man far away from this group of people.
The black blind man took out the compressed biscuits and gnawed them leisurely. Seeing this, he glanced at Zhang Zhuxun and asked cheerfully: "What's wrong with him?"
Wu Xiaoxie smiled and said: "People are particular about people. They are different from rough guys like us. I remember the first time we met, after I touched the dog that smelled like corpse, I patted him on the shoulder without washing my hands. At that time, his face
It turned green. Without saying a word, I took out a bottle of disinfectant and sprayed it on my shoulder. My mysophobia was very serious, but I’m feeling better now.”
As he was talking, he suddenly felt his nose was a little itchy, so he sneezed, rubbed his nose and then said: "It's just the smell in here. It's already a sign of respect for us that you didn't take out the gas mask and put it on directly."
As soon as he finished speaking, something with plastic paper was hit on the back of his head, and Zhang Zhuxun's lazy voice sounded, "You're talking bad about me. From this distance, do you think I'm deaf or can't hear?"
Wu Xiaoxie chuckled, reached out and took out a mint candy from his back collar, peeled it open and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely: "No, I'm praising you. I'm telling the black blind man about your great achievements."
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled and said nothing more. After checking the fat man's condition, he leaned against his backpack and closed his eyes to rest while holding the brother's knife.
Wu Sansheng came over with a laptop and sat down. He clicked something on it while laughing and scolding: "If it weren't for my nephew, I'd be the first to beat you to death."
Wu Xiaoxie was too lazy to talk back to him. Seeing that the old man was in much better spirits after he came here, he seemed to have regained his heroic character compared to lying languidly on the hospital bed. He said with relief: "You are just smoking.
Even if you kill me, I will come with you. Let’s not talk secretly. I know that this matter has nothing to do with me. If I don’t figure it out, I will definitely remember it for the rest of my life and have trouble sleeping and eating.”
"If it were you, you definitely wouldn't let it go like this." Regarding the nature of his third uncle, Wu Xiaoxie couldn't be more clear.
Not wanting to argue any further, I asked the third uncle how he got in front of them.
From the third uncle's mouth, Wu Xiaoxie learned that the destined master, Dolma, had also sent a message to the third uncle, but the third uncle used coercion to get more detailed information from the old woman.
Zaizhi
After meeting Chen Wenjin at Tamutuo Oasis, the third uncle realized that this might be his last chance to see Wenjin, so he immediately decided to speed up and take a detour, not taking the entrance to the canyon.
Wu Xiaoxie was thinking while listening to his story, and the fragments in his mind were connected bit by bit. It turned out that the three people mentioned in Wen Jin's notes were the three people who asked Zhuoma to send the express, namely the younger brother, Wu Sansheng and himself.
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The videotape Aning received was sent by the younger brother to Wu Sansheng for cooperation.
So...
"So, third uncle, do you also have a videotape in your hand?" Wu Xiaoxie looked at his third uncle, although his tone was questioning, but his expression was very sure.
Wu Sansheng nodded and turned the computer screen towards him, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. That videotape should have been sent to the shop when we were in Beicheng. There were too many things. After a long time,
I just found out."
"Then why did Aunt Wenjin send the videotape to me?" Wu Xiaoxie asked doubtfully, "Logically speaking, I was still young at the time, so the dispute between you has nothing to do with me."
Wu Sansheng lit a cigarette in silence. He waited until he finished smoking and then sighed. He looked at Wu Xiaoxie with complicated eyes and said, "Your Aunt Wenjin sent the videotape to you. She must have had her own intentions.
I am just making some guesses. If you really want to know the reason, you might as well ask her yourself after you find her."
"Okay." Wu Xiaoxie didn't dwell on this, nodded, and continued to ask, "What's in the videotape sent to you?"
"I can't describe the content inside." Wu Sansheng handed the opened computer file and the entire computer to Wu Xiaoxie, "You should read it yourself."
When Wu Xiaoxie heard what he said, he suddenly had a bad premonition. The last time Aning brought the video to Wu Shanju, he said the same thing straight to the point. As a result, a person who looked like him appeared in the video.
Identical people crawling on the ground.
"The battery is about to run out, hurry up." Wu Sansheng lit another cigarette and reminded.
Wu Xiaoxie saw that the play button had appeared on the screen. He turned around and called Zhang Zhuo over, "Muyu, come over and watch together."
Wu Sansheng's eyes twitched, his lips moved, but he still swallowed the curse words.
Zhang Zhuxun was thinking about the plot with his eyes closed. After hearing this, he opened his eyes and saw Wu Xiaoxie waving to him. Mr. Wu had no objection, so he stood up and walked over to sit down.
"What are you looking at?" he asked.
Wu Xiaoxie clicked play and lowered his voice: "The video tape Chen Wenjin sent to my third uncle should be the last one."
