Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

The neck of the pheasant at the front was burned by the sudden fire, and soon the smell of barbecue filled the air.

But no one has time to pay attention to this.

The snakes that emerged from the grass were not stupid. When they noticed that the flames were not extinguished, they all circled to both sides. They no longer attacked step by step, but all surrounded them. Some even took advantage of the terrain to take off.

Tan Yuchen and Zhang Qiling killed the pheasant necks while retreating to the tent, but the number of pheasant necks far exceeded their imagination.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Qin Yuchen had just swung his knife to kill several pheasant necks on the left, right and in front, and quickly rushed forward.

Zhang Qiling was in the same situation. If it weren't for their strong reaction and adaptability, they would probably be half disabled even if they didn't die.

Fortunately, they only needed to take one more step to get in from the tent.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Tan Yuchen, threw away the torch in his hand and dragged the person into the tent.

Before Tan Yuchen could catch his breath, Zhang Qiling hugged him around the waist and knocked him down onto the bed.

As soon as the two of them lay down, a piece of the tent where they first stood collapsed, and then there were sounds of many snakes crawling on the tent.

Tan Yuchen put his hands on Zhang Qiling's ears to prevent himself from pressing on Zhang Qiling. Listening to the heartbeat in his ears, he lowered his eyes and met those troubling eyes. His eyelashes trembled and he looked away.

The tent that was crumbling under the weight of hundreds of snakes finally collapsed completely. Zhang Qiling's eyes widened and he wrapped his hands around Tan Yuchen's waist to force him to lie completely on top of him.

"Don't move..." He felt that the person in his arms was still trying to use the strength of his arms to open the distance between the two of them, so he stopped him in a low voice.

"..." A slightly hoarse voice in his ear made Tan Yuchen stop his movements.

Qin Yuchen's Adam's apple moved slightly. He took advantage of the gap in the tent and took off the gas mask. He closed his eyes and buried his face in Zhang Qiling's shoulder and neck, and replied dully: "Well..."

The campground, which was bustling with activity at night, gradually returned to calm in the morning.

Qin Yuchen yawned and opened his eyes, rubbed Zhang Qiling's shoulder, reached out and patted the hand on his waist to signal Zhang Qiling to let go of him.

He turned over with great effort and slowly moved out of the tent, passing by the two knives that had been casually thrown aside last night, he took them out with him.

Qin Yuchen frowned and moved his aching limbs, then turned around and held Zhang Qiling's hand to let him use his strength.

"how do you feel?"

The space in the tent was very small, and neither of them could turn over, so Tan Yuchen slept on Zhang Qiling all night. He watched Zhang Qiling take off the gas mask, pull back the bangs that covered his eyes, and then asked.

"It's okay." Zhang Qiling threw the gas mask aside and waited for Qin Yuchen to help him fix his hair before leading people to find Wuxie and the others.

Under a collapsed tent not far away, the fat man poked his head out secretly. He first checked whether the surroundings were safe, then got out of the tent and bent down to fish out the crickets.

He looked at the messy camp and sighed: "It's over now."

Everyone gathered around the campfire that was not completely extinguished and briefly explained what happened last night. After everything was explained, Tan Yuchen and Zhang Qiling went to explore the way. Fatty took care of Panzi while preparing breakfast, while Wuxie and A Ning Go dig through the gear buried under the tent.

……

After breakfast, Fatty helped Panzi and followed Zhang Qiling and Wuxie, who were carrying water, to a relatively secluded place nearby to start taking a bath, while A Ning stayed away from them.

As for Qin Yuchen, Wu Xie and the others went to the nearby creek to wash themselves off in the morning when they were discussing the situation.

Tan Yuchen was bored and arranged the piled equipment into his own backpack, then sat down by the fire and waited for Zhang Qiling and the others to come back.

Wu Xie and Fatty were washing the mud off their bodies while chatting about the clay figures.

Fatty relied on his keen eyesight to see that the clay figurine was a woman. After joking with Wu Xie, he returned to the topic. After Wu Xie seriously thought about the women he knew, he thought of a person who had always appeared in their mouths - —Chen Wenjin.

Later, after Zhang Qiling's reminder, Wuxie again thought of the "it" mentioned in Chen Wenjin's notes.

"If the clay figurine is really Chen Wenjin, then she is avoiding us because there is 'it' among us?" Fatty raised doubts after hearing Wuxie's analysis.

"How is it possible? According to you, some of us are wearing human skin masks?" Wuxie rejected the fat man's idea.

"Hey, it doesn't matter whether he is possible or not, just prove it." The fat man pinched his cheeks with his hands and said to himself, "Watch it, you are the real fat man."

"Is this proof?" Wuxie was so amused by the fat man's actions that he stretched out his hand and pinched his own face, "That's not true of Panzi. I tested it last night when I probed his forehead to take his temperature. "

"Indeed, with Panzi's muscles, it's not easy to fake."

"But Tianzhen, you came back half way, so that's not accurate, right?" The fat man pursed his lips, and looked at Wuxie with a vague look in his eyes, "What if this is a lie..."

"Fuck, you're the one who's fake. Your whole family is fake!" Wu Xie's hair immediately exploded and he kept poking the fat man's belly with his hands.

"Don't don't..."

The two of them were noisy again, and when they stopped, they unanimously turned their attention to Zhang Qiling who was watching the show.

Zhang Qiling: "..."

"I said, my brother and Mr. Qin also came back halfway. Do you want to be tested?" Fatty asked in a low voice, holding Wuxie in his arms and turning his back to Zhang Qiling.

"How to test?" Wuxie asked sincerely.

"Let me think about it..." The fat man touched his chin and thought seriously, then he remembered something and said with a smile, "Hehe, yes, yes."

"We let my little brother do this and this..."