Chapter 7 The First Rain

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In the middle of a dream, a cold, moist breath hit my face. When I heard the familiar voice, I sat up suddenly!

"What's wrong?" The little brother who was resting on the side woke up with a start. Seeing that his reaction was a bit big, he couldn't help but hold the handle of the black gold ancient sword and looked around cautiously.

"It's raining!" Water drops hit his face, which made the young man feel very uncomfortable. He got up to pack his things and prepare to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

"Why does it rain in the Gobi Desert?" The fat man also woke up.

"What's going on?" Wuxie stretched out his hand to catch the water droplets that kept stopping, a little curious.

"The time is almost up! If you miss it, wait five years!" The little brother continued, and everyone didn't understand what it meant!

Seeing that it was going to rain heavily, everyone didn't say much. They packed up their things and ran to the nearby rocks to find a cave that could accommodate people to take shelter from the rain.

Everyone in the cave rekindled a fire. Except for the young master, who looked like he was still awake, leaning against the rock wall and squinting his eyes, the others began to communicate.

Aning proposed cooperation and exchanged information known to both parties.

Talking about the records in Chen Wenjin's diary, Wuxie had doubts about the 'it' mentioned above.

"I don't know what the 'it' in the diary is, but I think Chen Wenjin is very afraid of it. The host Zhuoma said she would wait for us inside for ten days, and she would go in by herself before we arrived for ten days."

"Time is running out." The younger brother said, looking at the rain outside.

"What does time mean?" Wuxie asked.

"This rain!" The young man with his eyes closed suddenly said, and for a moment everyone turned to look at him.

"It has not rained in Tamutuo for several years. When it rains, the rain will wash away the river bed, and all the water will flow to the lowest part of the entire plain. Only by following the water flow can you find the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West!"

"Why do you know so much about this place?" The fat man was a little surprised.

"Come here, haven't you checked the information about Tamutuo?" The young master rolled his eyes at him and continued to squint.

The fat man touched his head and said, "Fat man, don't I get paid to do things? Then why do you think so much about this?"

The innocent eyes dodge for a moment. Can he say that he was attracted by a videotape? Before coming here, I didn’t even know that I was coming to Tamutuo to find the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West.

Suddenly I felt so stupid. They all came here with money. I was coaxed into boarding this pirate ship by Aning with just a few words. I suffered a huge loss!

"Fat man, you still have the nerve to say you took the money. Didn't you tell me that there was an emergency over in Beiping and you had to rush back? Why did you turn around and take the money from your third uncle and run away here?" Wuxie said angrily.

"And little brother." The fire started to burn out, and the little brother looked at him innocently, with a question mark in his mind, what does it have to do with me?

"Since you received two portions of the money, the black blind man also received two portions of the money. Just me, I have nothing!" The more he spoke, the angrier he became. Wu Xie gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, silently comforting himself that he was not angry. Don’t be angry, you can’t beat π_π

"It's three portions!" said the little brother.

"Three copies? Who else has it?" Wuxie couldn't hold back his anger at this moment and started jumping up and down.

The younger brother looked at his movements, as if he didn't know Wu Xie's irritation at all, "Blind, Sanfen, Aning, Wu Sansheng, Mr. Hua'er."

"..." Wu Xie was speechless for a moment. This damn blind man really wanted money. If he used the speaker, he would receive three cents of the money!

The younger brother pointed to the young master again, "One share, An Ning's!"

"That's okay, I finally got one!" Wuxie patted his chest and prepared to sit back.

"Fat Master, it's a good idea too!"

"Master, one hundred and fifty million!"

Fatty and Aning spoke at the same time, and the sounds behind them sounded like they were coming out from between gritted teeth.

"Ouch!" Wu Xie suddenly lost his seat and fell down. Fatty and Pan Zi were shocked by the 150 million and did not help him.

"Zhenzhen, is Fatty deaf?" The fat man tugged at Wuxie next to him.

Before Wuxie could get up, he pulled her and fell down again.

Pan Zi's hands shook and he shook the dry food on the ground, "Am I in a dream?"

"An Ning, why don't you give me a share, not much, just one million!" Wu Xie stared at the big dog eyes, pulled away the fat man's hand with one hand, and looked at An Ning expectantly.

Aning smiled sarcastically at him, "Just you? Not even one hundred thousand? You're still evil!"

"Are you...that I'm evil?"

"When you open the coffin, you will pick up the corpse. If you fall on the ground while walking, do you think it is evil?" Thinking of the times when he met Wuxie and pinched the horn, Aning was really speechless. He had never seen such an evil person. His life was not hard. If people follow him to the grave, their lives will be lost!

"I..." Wuxie suddenly couldn't find the words to retort, as if this was the truth!

"Innocent!"

"Fat man!"

The two brothers were thinking about the money, and the more they thought about it, the more heartbroken they became. They hugged each other and started crying!

The little brother looked at them like that, stretched out his hand to cover his head with his hood, closed his eyes and squinted!

"Shame!" Aning rolled his eyes at them and found a place to rest!

"Why is it so embarrassing? You just bully Fatty, I am an honest man, I only have 100,000!"

"I don't have any points yet? What a loss!" Wuxie pushed the fat man away unhappily when he heard about the one hundred thousand! Damn it, after all, it's still a waste of work.