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In the end, he was rescued by the signal bomb that Fatty brought.

Two days later, the little brother came back as promised. When he found him and Fatty at the fellow villager's house, Fatty was still having a fever, and his face was so red that he was so cute.

"The fat man insisted on taking pictures in the cold weather. He wore a little too little clothes and accidentally got frozen. He usually looks quite strong, why is he suddenly so weak?" Wu Xie was a little puzzled.

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said he didn't know. Looking at the fat man's slightly haggard face, he walked over and squeezed his hand to check for his pulse.

Sometimes Wuxie is really curious about how the little brother can accurately find himself and Fatty no matter where he is. In the past, he even wondered whether the little brother had installed a locator on him, but then he thought about it. I probably won't even use it.

Although he is powerful, due to his strong skills, he knows nothing about anything else.

"Brother, Fatty, I've always had a question, that is, do you powerful people know how to feel your pulse?"

Wuxie is also a little curious. The heroes in the TV series do have essential skills.

"I have been arranged to teach some basics before."

Oh~it turns out to be a required course.

Wuxie stretched out her hand and let him explore it too.

Zhang Qiling touched it cooperatively: "I am weak and need to be replenished."

Wuxie coughed lightly and asked him about the fat man.

"You are in good health and your minor cold is not a serious problem."

The fat man laughed loudly after hearing this, "Innocent, you are so weak and weak. Come home, Fatty, and I will make up for it for you."

Wuxie curled her lips and said nothing, planning to exercise every day. I've been a bit lazy these days, so I want to go back and practice what the blind man taught me before, and what I learned from my little brother.

While eating, Wuxie asked him if the problem he had received from heaven could be solved?

Zhang Qiling: "I have some clues. I need to come again after a while."

Why do you have such eyebrows?

"Oh, okay. Let's go together." Wuxie said.

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said, "I will need some time."

This means that you won’t let yourself go with the fat man. Wuxie asked him: "How long will it take?"

"A month."

The fat man suddenly coughed a few times because of a cold, so Wuxie quickly poured him a glass of water to calm down.

"It's been so long. Are you sure you don't need me and Fatty together?"

The fat man said: "With Fatty, me and Tianzhen here, it will be so lively, but you will be so lonely by yourself."

He said no more, obviously determined. Wuxie smiled and shook his head, Dugu? I never feel lonely.

Wuxie: "Okay, it's up to you. Make a list for me of any supplies you need, and I'll prepare them for you."

As soon as he returned to Hangzhou the next day, Wuxie found Pan Zi and organized the best equipment and survival supplies for him.

Pan Zi: "Little Third Master, have you contacted the Third Master recently?"

Another persistent person.

"Well, of course not. How can I find him, that old fox? It's usually my third uncle who contacts me, and he acts like an underground spy."

Pan Zi sighed repeatedly.

"Don't worry, my third uncle is alive and well, but he has his own goals to fulfill. You are the person he trusts most. If he doesn't contact you, you should help him look after the shop. These are all his The property is gone."

"I will, Junior Third Master. If Third Master has any news, please let me know."

Wuxie patted his shoulder before leaving. Ask him to eat well and go out more, maybe he can meet someone he likes and hold a happy event next year.