Zhang Zhuxun repeatedly promised that he would leave a message explaining where he went next time. Only then did Wu Xiaoxie, who transformed into a mother-in-law, show his pride.
"It won't happen next time." Huh? It seems that he has said this before, but it is of no use at the critical moment. Some people should waste their time.
The three of them sat by the fire, and the fat man cooked another bag of noodles for Zhang Zhuo.
"Where are Pan Zi and An Ning?" Zhang Zhu asked. Wu Xiaoxie first asked Zhang Zhu for a few sweet potatoes, threw them into the burned ashes, fiddled with them with a dagger and buried them, and then said: "Originally, the third uncle's fever had gone away, but for some reason it started to burn again overnight. The medicine in An Ning's team doctor's hand was all used up, and there was no way to treat him. Pan Zi was worried about his third uncle, so he followed An Ning's team down the snowy mountains. Fatty and I guessed that you should go to the treasure room, so we stayed here. Waiting for you." The fat man said,
"If you don't come out, we will go in to look for you. By the way, you didn't run into those dead birds when you went in, right?" Zhang Zhuxun shook his head.
"I waited until they went out to look for food before climbing on the bronze chain, so there was no direct conflict."
"How are your injuries?" Wu Xiaoxie asked. Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and moved his shoulders.
"Okay, that's almost it. Where are you and Fatty?"
"They are all skin injuries and do not affect activities." After Wu Xiaoxie finished speaking, he looked at the right side of Zhang Chuxun's face with some hesitation.
"You have this tattoo...how do you feel now? Do you ever feel like you are losing control again when you are near the bronze door?" Zhang Zhuxun shook his head.
"Don't worry. Although I don't know exactly what's going on, I can feel that as long as the bronze door is not opened, the tattoos will generally not change." The fat man listened to the conversation between the two and took some water from the iron basin. While eating noodles, he said: "Muyu, don't think that the fat man is not listening to you. Could it be that you have some kind of blood disease inherited from your family, or that you have been cursed by an enemy or something, just like you?" My brother's Lao Meng Precious Blood has a good deworming effect, but there should be some side effects." Zhang Zhuxun pondered for a moment, and to be honest, although their family's Kirin blood is hereditary, what is its ultimate origin? It is estimated that the last head of the Zhang family who died early knew about it.
The other kind of blood flowing in his body seems to have the same meaning as Qilin blood. Judging from the attitude of the Qinling system, it also seems to have a very remarkable origin.
When the fat man saw that Zhang Zhuxun was silent, he put the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said, "If we can't wait until we get out of the snow mountain, you and the fat man go back to the capital hospital. We can do a thorough check and take precautions." In fact, Zhang Zhu felt that the most careful person in the Iron Triangle was Fatty. Although he looked careless, he was extremely thoughtful and well-informed. People who could usually fool Wu Xiaoxiao really couldn't fool him.
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and agreed.
"Okay, then it's up to you." After resting by the hot spring for a night, the next day, the three of them brought the equipment they could carry. Zhang Zhu kept the guns and bullets and climbed out of the crack. Jibuxu descended to the snow line and met Pan Zi leading the snow mountain search and rescue team up the mountain to look for them near Agaixi Lake.
Pan Zi winked at the three of them respectively, consciously trying not to reveal their secrets. After successfully descending the snow-capped mountains, Pan Zi paid to send the search and rescue team away, and he and Zhang Zhuxun temporarily rested in Yingshan Village.
Wu Xiaoxie held a large porcelain vat filled with hot water to warm his hands and asked Pan Zi,
"How is my third uncle? Are you awake?" Pan Zi nodded.
"The third master is getting old after all. The doctor said that although the situation is basically stable, he still has to stay in the hospital for a while."
"That's good." Wu Xiaoxie nodded and chatted with Pan Zi about the handicap. The fat man couldn't sit still, clamoring to eat the pickled cabbage from the fellow villagers' home, and took Zhang Zhuxun to wander around the village.
After coming back, both of them looked a little ugly. Wu Xiaoxie looked at the disheveled faces of the two of them and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you two? Didn't you buy sauerkraut? Or you let the dog raised by the fellow villager chase your butt." These days, almost every household in the village keeps a dog as a guard, and there is a stranger. He shouted at the top of his lungs as he passed by.
The fat man rolled his eyes.
"Nonsense, the fat man's tonnage will make dogs worried when they see it. Fat man chases them away." Wu Xiaoxie smiled,
"Then what happened to you two?" The fat man sat by the stove, took out two pickled cabbages in a plastic bag from his arms, put them on a lacquered plate, put them on the stove lid to warm them, and rubbed his hands. Then he said with a serious face: "Do you still remember the guide we hired when we went up the mountain?"
"Remember, Shunzi? Why, you two went to find him specifically?" Wu Xiaoxie asked. The fat man nodded and said: "I followed Muyu to the hut where he lived before, but the door was locked. So we asked a fellow villager, and he said that no one had lived in that house for a long time, and the lock on the door was rusty. When I stopped, I thought something was wrong, so I quickly asked the fellow fellow Shunzi where he lived, and the fellow pointed out the place, and guess what we saw?"
"What did you see?" Pan Zi put a pickled cabbage on the chopping board and cut it, put it on a plate and mixed it with seasonings, and then put a stack of pancakes on the stove.
The fat man was still frightened, opened his mouth, and sighed,
"Let Muyu speak." Zhang Zhuoxun picked up a chopstick of pickled cabbage, chewed it slowly, and after swallowing it, under the expectant eyes of Wu Xiaoxie and others, he said calmly: "We saw Shunzi's tablet." Wu Xiaoxie was shocked,
"Ah? The tablet! Are you sure you read it correctly?" Pan Zi also frowned,
"Could it be that that brother didn't come down from the snow-capped mountains this time? That shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't these people be as familiar with the snow-capped mountains as they are in their own backyard? Did you two miss the word "Shun Zi Daddy" on the tablet? "The fat man slapped his hands,
"That's the problem. We asked Shunzi's mother and found out that the memorial tablet was erected four years ago." Zhang Zhuxun answered,
"Shunzi's mother said that four years ago, Shunzi encountered an avalanche while patrolling the snowy mountains and did not come back." Wu Xiaoxie suddenly got goosebumps all over his body and stammered: "Then... then who is the guide we hired? "Zhang Zhuoxun shook his head,
"Either Shunzi's mother is lying, or we really have met that kind of friend who is not a human being, but there is little point in worrying about it. Let's leave here tomorrow morning, and we probably won't come back again." Several people nodded in agreement. , Pan Zi fried another stewed vermicelli with pickled cabbage and pork, and invited everyone to eat.
After eating and playing a few games of cards, the group went to bed early. In fact, if Zhang Zhuxun analyzes it and combines it with the original plot, since Shunzi has long since disappeared, the person pretending to be his guide is very likely to be the real Wu Sansheng. The secret is close at hand, and there is no reason why he would not look for it. , and Shunzi's identity allows Wu Sansheng to perfectly avoid the surveillance of the Wang family.
As the secret chess players of the Wu Jie family, the two of them sacrificed too much.
