The fat man had a sad face, obviously not holding out much hope for this fight.

"Not really." The little brother shook his head and hesitated, "Actually, there is another way."

The fat man's eyes lit up, urging him, "Say it quickly, what can you do?"

The little brother was a little hesitant, "There is not much hope for success."

The fat man hurriedly said: "Oh, you stuffy oil bottle, sneak out and learn badly for two days, what can you do is to say it directly, swallow and vomit, don't sell it, the fat man doesn't want to go back like this."

The little brother was silent for a moment, then raised his eyelids and looked at everyone, "Let's go find Chen Wenjin."

"Huh?" Several people were stunned when they heard it.

The fat man was suddenly deflated and muttered, "You might as well go directly to find Wu Sanye, such a big forest, that Wen Jin is slippery like a loach, you can't catch up, let alone us."

Wu Xiaoxie was also a little baffled by Chen Wenjin's actions, didn't he let the owner Zhuoma pass a message saying that he was waiting for them here? After so many years, I finally saw a living person, why did I have to run again? Could it be that the big men of them were too ugly to match her aesthetics, so they scared away?

looked up and looked around the faces of several people, and the appearance of several of them was evenly balanced, so it was not ugly.

Could it be that Chen Wenjin has been in this ghost forest for too long, and his brain is funny, and even his aesthetics are different from ordinary people?

Wu Xiaoxie's thinking was uncontrollably crooked.

Zhang Qixun on the side poked him an elbow, "What are you thinking about? It's a little weird to look at the expression."

Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly shook his head and expelled the unreliable thoughts in his mind.

Panzi suggested, "Why don't we make a trap and lure her over."

The fat man laughed when he heard this, "How to seduce? Let's walk around the woods and dance the clothes? I'm afraid Chen Wenjin is not good at this."

Pan Zi scolded when he heard this, "That's the special Lao Tzu master, you kid should be respectful."

The fat man snorted, too lazy to bother with him.

Wu Xiaoxie sighed, "It's really difficult, but she's also the one who is most likely to know where the entrance is."

The fat man pouted, "Then it has to be done by people facing us, so what's the matter if we turn around and run."

A few people thought about it, Chen Wenjin's behavior was indeed very strange, although the black light blinded her and couldn't see her expression clearly, but from the analysis of the behavior of running away, she seemed to be afraid of something.

Wait, be scared - run away!

Wu Xiaoxie suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Zhang Qixun and the little brother, and his expression was a little shocked.

"Could it be that Chen Wenjin is afraid of ......" Wu Xiaoxie opened his mouth, a little afraid to continue.

No, could it be that the "it" mentioned many times in Chen Wenjin's notes is really among several of them?

Zhang Qixun nodded solemnly, "It's very possible, otherwise she is sending a videotape and sending a message, what is the picture?"

The fat man looked left and right, why did he and Panzi look confused, and said impatiently: "What kind of dumb riddle are you special mothers playing, what kind of message? Why doesn't the fat man know?"

Wu Xiaoxie explained the notes he found Chen Wenjin in the Golmud Sanatorium, as well as the message sent by Zhuoma, the lord of Lancuo.

When the fat man heard this, he scolded them for not being righteous, and they didn't know how to share the news through channels.

But this point was left behind by him in a blink of an eye, "In this way, Chen Wenjin is afraid of one of us."

Wu Xiaoxie nodded.

The fat man suddenly lowered his voice, looked left and right, and said mysteriously, "Could it be that one of us is a bad guy!"

Several people looked at each other without saying a word.

The fat man immediately raised his hand and tugged at his face, "Let me state first, the fat man is definitely a good person, a good person with twenty-four k pure gold, the fat man is only interested in Mingqi, that villain can definitely not be me."

Zhang Qixun sneered, "I didn't suspect you, your face can be faked, but your cooking skills can."

I can't imitate it."

The fat man shook his head happily, "The fat man likes to hear this."

Seeing this, Wu Xiaoxie and Pan Zi also pulled their faces and made a few strange expressions, indicating that they were not dropped.

Zhang Qixun naturally doesn't have to doubt it, in the words of the fat man, Xia Dou didn't forget to bring roasted sweet potatoes, except for the wooden fish, there was no one else.

As the fat man spoke, he quietly moved to the side of the little brother under his feet, pinched the little brother's cheek with lightning speed, and then quickly let go and ran five meters away.

The little brother raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, without saying a word.

Zhang Qixun scolded with a smile: "Dead fat man, you can do a sneak attack, it's still so heavy, the little brother's face makes you red."

The fat man sneered, "What a sneak attack, I just moved a little faster, for the sake of safety, be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship, I'm sorry."

"What then?" The fat man was afraid that the little brother would settle accounts with him after the autumn, so he immediately changed the topic wittily, "Since several of us are sure that it is the original goods, then the problem must be Chen Wenjin, who has been stuffy in the forest for so long, maybe she is not in her sanity for a long time, or it is too dark for him to mistake you for your third uncle."

Wu Xiaoxie rolled his eyes, "The difference between the body size of the third uncle and mine is so obvious, and the faces are also different, how could I be wrong."

"Then what do you say is the situation?" The fat man pouted, "She can't be afraid of something special that we have on us."

Wu Xiaoxie was stunned, some of the fat man's whims were always a bit of a sobering function at some point.

"If you say that, it's really possible." Wu Xiaoxie frowned and began to think about what was special about the few people.

"It can't be a baked sweet potato, the fat man remembers when he saw it in a magazine, someone with a sweet potato allergy and rash, and he almost hung up if he didn't send it to the hospital in time." The fat man began to speculate.

Pan Zi retorted: "How is it possible, Lao Tzu has only heard of garlic smashing people to death, but he has never heard of a big living person ten meters away who smoked sweet potatoes to death, and besides, we didn't eat roasted sweet potatoes on the edge of the swamp that day."

"That's not right." Zhang Qixun said in a deep voice, "Think about it carefully, when you are on the edge of the swamp, except for a few of us who can breathe, there is a person on the side who is not alive."

Wu Xiaoxie gasped, "You mean A-Ning?"

The fat man slapped his face and suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder we encountered a group of snakes in the forest, could it be that A-Ning was bitten to death by a snake and was unwilling, so he attached his soul to the snake to take revenge on us."

"That woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp when she is alive, and she won't stop when she dies, but fortunately, we have enough firepower to blow her to ashes, see how she is a demon this time."

Seeing that Wu Xiaoxie's face turned pale, Pan Zi waved his hand like a fly, and pushed the fat man aside, "Go and go, what are you talking nonsense about."