(Yesterday there was an accident, the gang of people who made the street lamp pole drove an excavator, and the wires hanging outside my house were torn off, and the network was cut off, and there was no way to code the words, and it was finally repaired this afternoon.) ）

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After a long journey, Zhang Qixun finally found the camp in Wusan Province.

On the flat ground in front of the temple, a large area of tents stretched out, of different sizes and sizes, and scattered among them.

After asking the fat man for confirmation, Wu Xiaoxie was so excited that he was about to burst into tears, and immediately rushed to the camp with his legs.

Zhang Qixun and a few people hurriedly followed him.

But before he could get closer, Wu Xiaoxie noticed that something was wrong.

The whole camp was quiet and frightening, and the furnishings outside seemed to have been looted by robbers and became disheveled.

The fat man muttered, "Old Pan, it seems a little bad."

Pan Zi hurriedly walked over and lifted the curtains of several tents, and found that they were empty, and immediately his face changed, "It's broken! Third Master, they may really have an accident."

Wu Xiaoxie originally thought that the dawn of hope was here, but the sudden situation caught him off guard, and suddenly thought that the red smoke that Pan Zi said represented the meaning of "don't get close", and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Looking at the messy dishes and chopsticks placed under the awning, and the toothbrushes with white toothpaste left on the makeshift stove on one side, and some of the tents still have some equipment that has not been collected in a hurry.

There were many signs that Wu San Province must have encountered something very critical, so that they had to abandon this camp and leave in a particularly hurry.

The fat man ran out of ideas for a while, so he quietly approached Zhang Ji and asked what to do now.

Zhang Jixun knew that he had not given up the idea of going it alone.

After seeing this situation, everyone will subconsciously think that something happened to them in Wu Sanxing, or something forced them to flee as quickly as possible, and there is a high probability that this temporary camp will not come back.

The fat man never called the old fox of Wu Sanxing, the purpose of his coming here was to find out the device, but taking into account Wu Xiaoxie's mood, it was not easy to say it directly if he parted ways.

Zhang Qixun shook his head at him, and said softly, "It's been a long journey and people are tired, so let's take a break and then make plans for the future."

The fat man nodded, and said no more.

Several people sorted out two tents for rest, Zhang Qixun and Wu Xiaoxie packed up the equipment that could still be used in the camp, and the fat man and Pan Zi prepared dinner for a few people with good cooking skills.

In this open space without the shelter of big trees, the noon sun was scorching and scorching, and people's skin was painful.

The fat man brought the cauldron directly under the awning and served it to a few people.

Of the five boxes of canned beef collected from the camp, the fat man and the two used up three boxes at one time to make a particularly hearty beef soup and noodle soup.

The fat man was like a gopher, and after eating, he walked around, and then turned out a small can of canned yellow peaches from the tent of an unknown fellow, poured water and boiled it, and made a bowl of soup for each of them to cook and dessert.

Drinking the sweet water, Wu Xiaoxie's frowning brows relaxed a little and sighed.

The sun has set in the west, and the third uncle still has no sign of coming back.

The fat man persuaded him that maybe the third uncle had already found the entrance to the underground palace of the Queen Mother of the West, and he was afraid of delaying the time, so it was not necessary to go down in advance.

Wu Xiaoxie smiled bitterly, "It would be nice if this was the case, but I'm afraid that the old fox will not be able to handle the danger if he really encounters it."

Pan Zi patted him on the shoulder with relief, in fact, he was more anxious than anyone else, but he also knew that he was the most jealous at this time.

Zhang Qixun got up and patted the soil off his pants and stretched, "Okay, I'm tired of the day, let's rest early, I'll keep watch for the first half of the night."

Panzi nodded, "Then I'll keep watch for the rest of the night."

Wu Xiaoxie was a little ashamed, although he had experienced so many dangers since he entered the industry, he was more than one

The pure rookie newcomer at the beginning was already much better at that time.

Although his experience has increased a lot, his physical strength is hard after all, compared to Zhang Qixun, who can be in combat mode at any time no matter how tired they are, he has always felt that he is a lagging character in this regard, which makes him a little frustrated.

The fat man could see what he was thinking from the subtle expression on his face, and directly took him by the shoulders and brought him into the tent, teasing him, "Rest quickly, Comrade Naive, you are the wise brain in our team, and when you enter the treasure room of the Queen Mother of the West, it is up to you to determine whether the things inside are worth anything or not."

Pan Zi nodded at Zhang Qixun and also walked into another tent.

Zhang Qixun sprinkled snake-proof things around the two tents and the fire, picked the fire more vigorously, warmed some broth, got a few sweet potatoes from the space and 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 black shadow man covered in mud and only showing two eyes jumped out of the bushes, and when he saw Zhang Qixun sitting by the fire with one leg bent and his eyes open, he paused, and then walked straight over and sat down, removed the knife on his back and put it aside, and then looked at Zhang Qixun and asked.

"Do you have anything to eat?"

Zhang Qixun took off the broth and handed it to him, looked him up and down, his expression was indescribable, "How did you make yourself like 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 in the palm of Zhang Qixun's hand, his eyes looked a little innocent, "broken."

Oh, Zhang Qi understood, the safety buckle was broken, and the egg whites inside couldn't prevent snakes after they flowed out, so he painted his whole body into a clay figure.

Seeing the little brother eating food with his face puffed out, looking like he hadn't eaten for a few days, and the mud on his cheeks that was dried by the fire was hanging with the action of chewing, Zhang Qixun couldn't help but laugh.

"What about her?" Zhang Qixun turned the sweet potatoes one by one with two sticks, "You left everything you ate to her."

When the little brother chased him out at that time, Zhang Qixun was still afraid that he would starve, so he threw him a backpack with food, and he knew that the food must be left for Chen Wenjin.

The little brother let out a low "um", put the small iron basin that he had eaten cleanly, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said softly, "It's nearby."

Zhang Qixun nodded, didn't ask any more questions, took out a new Ping An buckle from his inner pocket and handed it to him, "Have you eaten enough?" I'll get you another box of self-heating rice, and you can go to the pool over there and wash your face first."

It's weird to look dirty and unaccustomed.

After eating, the little brother briefly talked about the situation after he chased him out, and then said a little strangely, "What about Wu Sanxing?"

Zhang Qixun shook his head, "I don't know, it was already like this when we came, but looking at the traces around the camp, I think they should have been attacked by pheasants in large numbers at night, and it is estimated that they will not be at peace tonight."