"So, thank you."

When Zhan Jingyi heard the old man say this, his heart was happy, his hands were folded, and he said in his heart, follow these people for a while for a while, and talk about it tomorrow.

After all, Zhan Jingyi is not clear about the situation of this mysterious plane, so he can take the opportunity to learn more, and the fat pig does not know where it has fallen, and it is gone.

The most important thing is that with the cover of these people and pretending to be a monk, even if you really encounter some masters of this plane, you don't have to worry about being suspected.

Seeing this, the old man was also very happy, and specially invited Zhan Jingyi into his carriage, it can be seen that the old man is definitely a faithful believer, after inviting Zhan Jingyi into the carriage, he asked: "I don't know what the little master's name is......

"Poor monk Fahai."

Zhan Jingyi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and chatted with the old man, and after chatting, he realized that the old man's name was Jia Furen, and he was going to Wuzhou Mansion to do business this time, and there was a guard he hired outside.

After chatting for a while, the carriage and horses stopped, although Zhan Jingyi also wanted to talk more, but the big man outside was already urging to get out of the car, and outside was a clearing by a small stream.

When the old man and Zhan Jingyi got out of the car, a group of dart masters and subordinates had already set up tents, went to the river to fetch water, and prepared to cook rice and boil water.

Although the taste of dinner is average, a sip of hot tea is still quite enjoyable for Zhan Jingyi, after all, he can't be too picky about the food that doesn't cost money.

I slept in a tent for four people, in addition to Zhan Jingyi, there were also three dart masters of the dart game, and after a while, Jia Furen walked in and handed Zhan Jingyi a set of old clothes.

After Zhan Jingyi thanked him, after taking it over, not to mention, this new shape, if you don't look carefully, it is estimated that the fat pig may not recognize herself, and as for the other people here, she will not know herself.

……

When night fell, there was no entertainment here, everyone lay down in the tent and slept early, and the other three dart masters kept vigil in turn.

As a guest, Zhan Jingyi naturally didn't need to keep vigil, so he chatted with the other two dart masters for a few words and lay down.

"I don't know, how is the fat pig now?"

Thinking of the fat pig, Zhan Jingyi didn't know what to say, although this guy's ability should not be underestimated, but after all, he fell into this mysterious place with him, and now he is still missing, I don't know what the situation is.

Originally, he didn't know why this fat pig had to come with him, this time, Zhan Jingyi was worried about himself, let alone a fat pig.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but sweat for him, and turned around to touch the situation here, but he still had to try his best to find it, but if he really couldn't find it, he could only ignore him for the time being.

Although this is selfish, his time is even tighter, after all, he still has so many things to do, lying in the tent, Zhan Jingyi fumbled with the bracelet on his wrist.

I was silently thinking about my mother and sister, and I didn't know if my mother had found my sister, and I didn't know if Elle had found a suitable body.

Suddenly, a pungent smell made Zhan Jingyi's eyes, which were originally slightly closed, suddenly open, his body sat up gently, and his squinted eyes swept away, and in the dark tent, the other two dart masters slept sweetly.

Zhan Jingyi looked outside the tent, and could faintly see the shadow of the night watchman sitting by the campfire, but in the air, the pungent smell was getting stronger and stronger, this smell Zhan Jingyi was very familiar, it was the smell of human oil.

Yes, what Zhan Jingyi smelled was not corpse oil, but human oil, and in the pungent smell, if you sniffed carefully, you could tell that there was a particularly greasy smell inside.

The fat refined from the fat of the living and the fat refined from the corpse of the dead definitely have a different taste, and this point, Zhao Ke can be sure of the difference between the two.

After thinking about it, smelling the smell of the tip of his nose getting thicker and thicker, he saw Zhan Jingyi stand up quietly, came to the edge of the tent with cat steps, picked his fingers, gently opened the tent a crack, and swept his cold eyes out of the tent.

……

Under the campfire, there was silence all around, except for the occasional sound of insects, and the dart master in charge of the night vigil sat by the campfire with the knife in his hand, and occasionally took a gourd from his bosom, opened the stopper, and took a sip from his mouth.

Zhan Jingyi looked at it carefully for a while, and didn't find anything wrong, even if he quickly swept it with his mental power, he didn't find anything abnormal, and when he sniffed it again, he found that the smell was gone.

"Strange? Why is it gone? Could it be that I'm thinking too much? ”

Just as Zhan Jingyi was hesitating, he suddenly felt a chill surging from behind him, and in an instant, Zhan Jingyi's hairs actually stood up one by one.

A sharp killing force, like a sharp sword, made the muscles in Zhan Jingyi's back tense up, Zhan Jingyi did not turn back in a hurry, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.

"Hey, monk, what are you doing?"

At this time, the two dart masters who had fallen asleep before, I don't know when, one of the dart masters quietly sat up and stared coldly at Zhan Jingyi's back.

Zhan Jingyi was slightly stunned, and suddenly turned around, and the chill that had just shrouded him disappeared without a trace at this time.

In the tent, only Zhan Jingyi and the woke up dart master looked at each other, each with a little wariness and confusion in their eyes.

Zhan Jingyi looked around the tent and found that there was nothing else except for the other dart master who was still sleeping, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I, I was going to go to the toilet, but ......"

As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi pointed to the black hole in the woods outside, with a look of embarrassment and fear on his face.

"It's too dark, I'm a little afraid to go."

After listening to Zhan Jingyi's words, the dart master couldn't help frowning, and his eyes looked at Zhan Jingyi's body, and saw Zhan Jingyi hunched over, his legs clamped together, and it seemed that he was really a little anxious to urinate.

Seeing this, the dart master was happy in his heart, and said in his heart: "Hmph, I'll just say, this is a white monk, what else can go wrong." ”

Thinking of this, the dart master grinned and said, "Let's go, it's just right, I'm also in urgent need of urine, let's get together." ”

As he spoke, the dart master got out of the bed, took the long knife in his hand and walked towards Zhan Jingyi.

"Good, good!"

Zhan Jingyi stared at the long knife in the dart master's hand, squinted his eyes, showed a smile on his face, and carefully walked out of the tent after the dart master.

"Go pee."

The dart master who walked out of the tent first said hello to his companion in charge of the vigil, and walked back with Zhan Jingyi.

"Got it, remember to pee!"

The dart master in charge of the night vigil just nodded, looked at Zhan Jingyi's back, a faint glint flashed in his eyes, smiled coldly, hugged his wine gourd, and sent another sip to his mouth.

In this barren mountain and forest, there is naturally no place like a toilet, and both of them are big men, so normally, just find a place to solve it.

However, at this time, the dart master in front of him seemed to have some quirks, but he did not solve it behind the tent, but walked a little far away with Zhan Jingyi.

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