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To be precise, my brother hummed to them a few times.

Wuxie had never heard the original version before. When they were discussing their previous adventures, the little brother hummed a few lines and even amazed Wuxie and Fatty.

The younger brother said that this was a tune written in the language of Agui and his village. Yuncai had sung it to him back then. At that time, he was in the stage of heavenly instruction and didn't understand what it meant.

Looking back now, it seems to be expressing a cry for help.

The fat man was silent for a long time, and he wanted the younger brother to sing a complete section, and he also wanted to record it. Of course, the younger brother did not satisfy him, because the younger brother could only hum a few lines.

Now, Wuxie has heard the singing of the clouds with her own ears, so is what she means what they guessed?

In the darkness, Wu Xie suddenly opened his eyes, took out his big white dog under the pillow, and quickly turned over and got out of bed.

Quietly walked to the door and looked out through the crack in the door.

The fat man had insisted on living in a house close to the clouds, but it was convenient now.

Yun Cai's closed door could be vaguely seen through the crack of the door. It was already early in the morning, when people are most sleepy when they are resting, but a light was on in Yun Cai's room.

"what are you doing?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, which scared Wu Xie's heart, his scalp went numb, and his body subconsciously used weapons to attack.

"Innocent! I'm fat."

The fat man's urgent voice sounded softly in the room.

Wu Xie groped around in the darkness, trying to help the fallen person up.

"Innocent, I'm here, what did you just do? Want to pee?"

Wuxie helped the person up and said, "Is it okay? I heard the clouds singing today."

The fat man rubbed his butt: "Fortunately, Mr. Fat, my skills are still as good as before, otherwise your knife would kill half of my life."

Fatty didn't blame Wu Xie for this situation, after all, he was much crueler than this before.

"What's wrong with the clouds singing? There's nothing strange about it, and it's quite nice."

Wuxie signaled the fat man to stop talking and pulled him to lean against the crack of the door.

After a while, the lights were still on in the room, and Wuxie whispered: "How do you know that the clouds sing well? You have recovered."

"Hey, it'll be fine when you make up a story for me this afternoon."

"Damn it, you have been playing with me for a long time. Since your memory is fine, I will tell you directly. In Banai, clouds, and singing. What can you recall when you put these two items together?"

The fat man couldn't think of a reason even if his head collapsed.

"Stop beating around the bush and tell me quickly. Fatty, I've been sticking my butt out with you here for half an hour, and if I'm discovered, what will the clouds think of me?"

"Brother is not here. If he were here, I wouldn't be able to hear this singing yesterday afternoon."

In the darkness, Fatty squinted his eyes and quickly recalled the memory fragments about clouds in his mind. Suddenly, the fat man looked outside the room in shock and asked: "She, she, is the song that the little brother said back then? Is it the same as what you heard this afternoon?"

Although the fat man spoke confusingly, Wu Xie understood that he was reacting.

"If I guess correctly, it should be."

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately stood up and walked towards the bed. Wuxie asked him in a low voice from behind: "Fat man? What are you doing?"

"It's his grandma's. I need to get my weapon on guard. Tianzhen, look at the door. I'll be there right away."

At this time, Wuxie couldn't care less about the fat man searching blindly for something alone.