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"What are you doing? Don't move, it will fall down later."

Just as Xiaohua was about to speak, her butt was suddenly slapped. Her body tensed up instantly and her face turned red.

"What the hell are you doing? What are you doing! Ah, you stinking blind man! Let me down! Let me down quickly. Damn it, I can't beat you to death!"

The black blind man regretted why he slapped him so cheaply. The man on his shoulder kept flapping like a fish, and he was also a big and aggressive fish.

Xiaohua relied on her body's agility and flexibility to use her legs to hold the blind man's neck at a strange angle, forcing him to put her down.

Hei Xiazi had no choice but to compromise: "Hua'er~ Hua'er~ Baby, please let go, Hei Xiazi is about to die."

Xiaohua looked at the blind man with a blushing face and a thick neck, and felt bad. She had accidentally used too much force in her anger just now, and nothing could happen to her. He hurriedly uncrossed his legs and put the person down. He kept coughing so hard that he felt like he was about to cough out his lungs.

Xiaohua: "Blind man, are you okay? Come and drink some water."

With the cover of drinking water, the blind man breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had room for maneuver, so he probably wasn't very angry.

Wuxie rushed over panting and asked, "Is it here? Is it safe? What's wrong with you, blind man?"

The fat man looked at Heixiazi's red skin behind the kettle and teased him: "What are you doing, Mr. Hei? This won't work? Mr. Fatty, I can still run back and forth on one leg."

The blind man put on his glasses. After drinking the water, he put the water bottle in his bag and casually glanced at the fat man's lame leg: "That's it. It's safe for now. Let's set off early tomorrow morning."

Wu Xie looked at the time and it was almost early in the morning. There was no tomorrow, so he had to rest quickly.

Xiaohua helped the blind man sit down, with a worried look on his face, and unconsciously looked at the red mark on his neck where he was pinched: "You rest first, I'll keep watch."

"I'll keep it. No one can see the existence of that thing except Mr. Hei and me, so you all take the time to rest. There may be a tough battle to be fought later."

Wuxie nodded, and there was indeed something behind him.

Fatty looked at Wuxie and understood what Heixiazi meant. Okay~ How could Wuxie be at the simple level? As soon as he crammed himself into the corner, he started to fall asleep.

The black blind man got some hay and firewood, lit a bonfire, and the temperature of the rock crevice where they were sitting rose. The space here is solid, no clones will appear, and Wuxie also plans to take a good rest.

Zhang Qiling rarely was in a daze or alone, but sat next to the bonfire and looked at the flames.

"Mute, what are you thinking about?"

Zhang Qiling didn't understand that he obviously had memories, but they didn't. But Fatty and Wuxie still think that they have been given by heaven, but they both remember that the difference is that things develop differently.

The time is also different. Wuxie is also different. Whose is the other memory in my mind? Why is it there? But I haven't experienced it. I don't have any emotional perception. It's just a fleeting image.

"What year is this?"

The blind man looked at him for a while before he remembered that the mute was answering the question just now.

"What year do you think it is?"

"I don't know. They say... I've been gifted again."

them? Following his gaze, he saw Wu Xie and Fatty. The black blind man smiled: "The two of you should trust the most, don't question it. Of course you can trust me, after all, all your money is with me, and I haven't touched any of it."

Zhang Qiling watched as the hay and sticks were turned into ashes bit by bit in the fire, and new firewood was added.