In the darkness, Fatty was walking hard.
Suddenly, he accidentally stumbled and touched it with his hand, only to find that it was the headless body of Panlong.
"Ah!" The fat man screamed, but he saw the small golden ball mark on the corpse's chest rising into the sky with a dazzling light.
The light suddenly rose, and the darkness retreated, turning into two tall figures.
"Brother, it's so hard for you to hide this from us! But it's finally a blessing in disguise!" This was the voice of Brother Erlei.
Before they could finish speaking, the overwhelming thunder spells were already rolling in.
"No!" The fat man screamed and ran away, but his feet were grabbed by two small hands.
I just heard the demon baby say gloomily: "You are an unforgivable sin for obstructing my practice. Let's put an end to it today!"
"Fuck! Master Mai, let me kill you first!" The fat man said viciously, and stepped on it, but was caught tightly by the extremely pale Capricorn boy.
"I am a devil just like him, so you want to kill me too?" the queen asked sadly.
"What are you causing trouble! Get out of here!" The fat man was about to break free when he was tangled up in a white gauze.
"Cousin, let me tell you, men are unreliable! I gave him everything, but he still can't tolerate us after all!" On the other side of the white gauze, Xilaier sighed resentfully.
"Hey?! Xixi, you're finally here!" The fat man turned from anger to joy and shouted excitedly.
"If I don't come, how will this bad relationship end?" The princess said leisurely, raising her hand and inserting a beautifully decorated key into Mr. Mai's chest.
"Holy crap! You, how dare you murder your own husband!" The fat man shouted loudly, suddenly waking up from his dream, and then he was hit hard on the head.
"Say! Who murdered you? You kicked and hit you, yelled and screamed, and all you shouted were other women's names. Can't I push you a few times? Why did they murder you!" Qiao Lian was so angry. The red-legged spirit put his hands on his hips and roared angrily.
"Oh? Am I dreaming? Oh! Then, that means I wrongly blamed you! There must be someone else who murdered my husband!" Fatty muttered in confusion.
Only then did Miao Chun realize that her words had been unscrupulous. Her face turned even redder, and she looked at the fat man longingly for a moment, feeling all kinds of emotions in her heart that were hard to describe.
"Chunchun, no, I seem to have discovered something! Hurry! Follow me to find Qiu Dun!" The fat man suddenly remembered something and hurriedly found clothes to put on.
"Pfft!" the leg spirit said with a smile: "What are you looking for? Your clothes are still on, aren't you?"
The fat man looked at himself up and down for a while, only to realize that the clothes were indeed there, and there was no sign of any abuse on his body.
"Alas!" The fat man sighed, not sure whether he was expressing relief or disappointment.
"Disgusting!" Miaochun was aroused by the strange expression on the other party's face. She complained in a low voice, then turned around and walked out of the room.
Last night, Sasha took turns guarding Fritz, but Huahua was bored alone and was not very good at handling children, so she went with the magic baby, which happened to have a vacant room. After Fatty and Miaochun had a conversation with Zuma, it was already late at night. In order not to disturb others' rest, they just stayed here for two or three hours. Unexpectedly, the exhausted couple, who were sleeping in the same clothes, were both awakened by the man's strange dream before they had had enough sleep.
"Alas! Sleeping soundly with a beautiful woman has become a luxury! This life is simply unbearable!" The fat man hurriedly followed with endless resentment.
When Qiu Dunmihuhu woke up, he heard the fat man ask with a sullen face: "Mr. Qiu, when you examined Boris's body before, did you find any marks on him?"
Seeing the eager look on the fat man's face, Qiu Dun knew that the matter was of great importance, so he closed his eyes and began to think quietly. After a while, he opened his eyes and said slowly: "There seems to be a nail-like mark on his left shoulder socket. It is very small and inconspicuous, so I am not sure whether it is a mark or something else. !”
"Damn! Nails? Who would use nails as a mark!" The fat man came here to take advantage of the excitement but got a disappointing answer, and couldn't help but said to himself.
Seeing the depressed look on Fatty's face, Miao Chun couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, she asked again: "Mr. Qiu, what do those nails look like? Can you roughly paint them?"
After hearing this, Qiu Dun didn't waste any time. He quickly found a pen and paper and drew a simple picture based on his memory.
"Hey! They don't even look like nails!" the fat man said irritably.
"It's better to say it's like a little hook..." Miao Chun also murmured.
At this time, Nathan, who was woken up, came over. He looked over and muttered: "This thing is a bit like the little talons of the falcon I raised when I was a child. Their nails are more curved and more powerful!"
"Ha! It turns out to be an eagle claw! It's interesting! Aha! Second brother, I really have you! You two continue to sleep! Let's go first!" The fat man yelled like a psycho, but he was also afraid of Nathan's shoulder. Miao Chun ran out of the room with an apologetic look on her face.
"Why are you so crazy? What's going on?" Leg Jing asked as he ran.
"I'll talk to you in detail later!" the fat man said, already standing outside Zuma's room and knocking on the door loudly.
A moment later, Zuma, who had bloodshot eyes, opened the door, looked at the disheveled fat man in confusion and complained: "Mr. Mai, can you please lower your voice? Lingxiu hasn't woken up yet!"
"Okay! Sorry! Sorry!" The fat man rushed into the room regardless, and then said: "You, take off your clothes first!"
Seeing Mr. Zuma's expression change from embarrassment to anger, the fat man secretly blamed himself for speaking nonsense and hurriedly changed his words: "Oh! It's okay if you don't take off your clothes! Let me ask you, do we Chahan people all have tattoos on our bodies? Where is the family mark?"
"This is not certain! But my men and I do have a mark. This is a tradition inherited from our first generation. As for other people, I don't know! Why do you ask this?!" Zuma said angrily said.
"Hehe! Oh? Well... didn't you say that there is a spy among your subordinates? I just thought that the art of disguise is so advanced now, maybe the spy is someone else pretending to be someone else! So I came to ask." Fatty Eyes He made up a reason without even blinking.
"I never said there was a spy under my command, I only said I couldn't guarantee there wasn't one. These are two different things!" Zuma took off his shirt while pulling it apart, revealing half of his fat body.
He pointed to the elbow socket of his right arm and said, "This is it! Can you see clearly?"
"Bah! How annoying! Since it's a mark on the elbow socket, why do you have to take off your shirt?!" Miao Chun felt cold and looked at it intently.
Sure enough, where Zuma signaled, there was an eagle claw nail mark that was twice the size of Boris's.
"You Chahan people are really good at playing. The markings you make are not eye-catching at all, and the positions are completely different!" The fat man stared at Zuma's elbow and muttered to himself.
Seeing the puzzled look on Zuma's face, Miao Chun kindly explained: "Boris also has such a mark on his body, but it's located in the shoulder socket!"
Hearing this, Zuma was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily to the fat man: "Mr. Mai, you are going too far! It turns out that you are worried that I am a fake, bah! This makes me so angry, take a look, take a good look, this can Is it a fake? This thing has been with me for more than forty years, could it be that it was just recently tattooed?"
As the guy spoke, he raised his arms so high that they almost touched the tip of the fat man's nose.
