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After spending two days at my fellow villager's house, my eyes completely recovered. The fat man said that he couldn't come here in vain, and Wu Xie thought that he would not be willing to do so. As a result, Fatty kept playing with the camera, forcing Wuxie to take all kinds of pretentious and staged photos for him, some of which were even nondescript.

"Innocent, please be serious, I will mail these photos to Yuncai."

Wuxie really wanted to complain about his weird postures, but she kept her mouth shut because of years of feelings.

Probably because he was tired of taking pictures, Fatty finally stopped and looked at the photos in the camera. Wuxie took the opportunity to rest and shake his sore arms.

This is more tiring than running away from a tomb, and more tiring than going shopping with my mother when I was a kid.

"Fortunately, I don't like shopping." Wuxie sighed in a low voice. Otherwise, based on my brother's physical strength, I might be tired and fall down, but he would still be full of energy.

The fat man held the camera angrily and said, "What is this? Look at what you took. Not even one tenth of the fat man's handsomeness is shown. Take the photo again!!!"

"My dear, there are hundreds of photos, and the camera is almost out of memory." Wuxie pointed at a few photos and said against his will: "This is not very pretty, don't worry, Sister Yuncai will definitely like it. of."

The fat man frowned at the photo with a silly smile on his face, and finally asked to take it again.

Wu Xie saw that the sun was setting and the temperature was getting lower and lower, so he advised him: "Fat man, do you know that a man can only show his full handsomeness when he is serious?"

"Then what? What do you want to say?" The fat man looked at Wu Xie with an expression on his face as if he was going to continue to brag.

"What do you think is your strongest point?"

The fat man answered directly without thinking: "He is great at everything except making up stories and telling lies."

Wu Xie: "..."

Finally, the filming location was changed to the kitchen. There are photos of the fat man chopping vegetables, cooking vegetables and stewing soup, and cooking pots.

The fat man held the camera and praised: "This time the photo was taken well. Let's get up early tomorrow and go to Tianchi. We have been to Bronze Gate so many times and have never seen Tianchi through other routes."

This is true. In the first half of my life, I was troubled by many things. In the second half of my life, I just want to live in peace and stability. I really haven’t enjoyed the scenery along the way.

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Fatty took a photo of Wuxie, in which Wuxie looked at Tianchi in a daze.

"Tsk, in this photo, Fatty, I'll name you a melancholic little prince. My photography skills are good. I can make you look very handsome even with your head curled up."

Wuxie lazily replied to him: "I am always handsome, 360 degrees handsome, no matter how you take pictures, I look good."

The fat man called him a narcissist, hung the camera around his neck, imitated his posture and asked: "Xiao Tianzhen, what are you thinking about? You must be thinking about jumping down. It's scary here, Fatty, I am I can't save you even if I risk my life."

Wuxie took a deep breath: "I don't have depression. Don't worry about this and that all the time. I am an ordinary human being with independent consciousness. I will always look back on the past and lament about life unconsciously. This is all uncontrollable. .”

The fat man didn't answer his words, but asked him if he knew the story of Tianchi.

"I don't know, unless you can find me a mural that is not incomplete, I can tell you something."

The fat man said: "There are two legends. Do you want to know them?"