Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

Wuxie rushed through several forks in a row, smeared the mud on the ground on his face in a panic, rolled over and rolled into the crack in the shaft.

He carefully covered the flashlight and his mouth, trying not to make a sound, so as to prevent him from being discovered by the pheasants looking around outside.

Wu Xie felt the cold touch slowly sliding over his body, closing his eyes tightly and silently praying for them to leave quickly.

He maintained the same posture for an unknown amount of time before he heard the snakes moving away into the distance.

Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at the crack he had entered.

The space in the crack was very spacious, so spacious that another fat man could lie down next to him.

Wuxie looked at the top of the crack, and then looked sideways at the back. He found that there were a large number of mud cocoon bones accumulated inside.

"Everyone, I'm just using your geomantic omen to avoid snakes. I don't mean any harm..."

"Come out."

Wu Xie rambled a lot, and when he was about to say something more, he heard a familiar and cold voice.

"Brother?" Wuxie climbed out of the crack and saw Zhang Qiling, who was covered in mud, looking at him with a flashlight, "Brother, why are you here?"

"Follow me." Zhang Qiling did not answer Wu Xie's question, but turned and walked directly to the shaft on the other side.

Wuxie suppressed the doubts in her heart and followed Zhang Qiling honestly.

The two passed through several forks again and came to a semi-enclosed shaft.

Wuxie stopped following Zhang Qiling, looked at the woman standing with her back to him, and shouted with some uncertainty:

"Aunt Wenjin...?"

Chen Wenjin turned around and showed a very gentle smile: "Innocent."

She walked up to Wuxie, reached out and gently rubbed Wuxie's hair, "You have grown up too."

It’s really Chen Wenjin!

Wu Xie was surprised to see this woman who had looked like this when he was young. His head, which had always turned very fast, actually became sluggish this time.

"Still unable to react?" Chen Wenjin asked.

Innocent nodded.

"It's okay, I know you have a lot to ask, but just wipe off the mud on your body first." Chen Wenjin handed two towels to Wu Xie and gently shook his head to tell him not to worry.

"Okay." Wuxie took it and stammered, "Aunt Wenjin, I... we haven't seen each other for a long time, and I don't know... I don't know how to react, and I don't know where to start asking. …”

"Who said we haven't seen each other for a long time?" Chen Wenjin made a soft gesture to Wu Xie. After listening to see if there was any movement outside, he lowered his braid to his ears and said with a smile,

"We just met not long ago."

"You, you, you...you are..." Wuxie was so excited that she almost yelled out. Thinking of Chen Wenjin's cautious appearance, she lowered her voice and asked in a low voice, "Are you the daughter-in-law of Zhuoma?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"For the sake of caution," Chen Wenjin replied, "Zhang Qiling and the others also know about this."

"What?!" Wu Xie turned around in shock and looked at Zhang Qiling who was resting on the side with his eyes downcast. "I'll go. Do you know why you didn't tell me?!"

Zhang Qiling raised his head when he heard this, glanced at Wuxie and said, "I gave you a reminder."

"What hint?" Wuxie was stunned.

"Eyes."

"Eyes?"

Suddenly he recalled the innocent look Zhang Qiling gave him: "..."

"It's not Zhang Qiling's fault. The environment you were in at that time was too complicated, and the woman who took the lead was not an economical person, so to avoid being caught by her, we won't communicate if we can't."

Wuxie, who was about to complain, was suppressed by Chen Wenjin's words, "You are so unjust." He nodded clearly and began to ask about the video tape.

"What about the tape?"

"This matter is very complicated..."

"Take a look at this first." Chen Wenjin took out an old, yellowed photo from his pocket and handed it to Wu Xie, "Look at it, who do you know on it?"

Although Wuxie was confused, he still pointed out everything to Chen Wenjin.

After he pointed at a man and said that was his third uncle, Chen Wenjin, who was still nodding in agreement, suddenly stared at him.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Why do you think this is your third uncle?" Chen Wenjin took the photo and asked.

"I've seen old photos of my family. My third uncle looked like this when he was young." A strange feeling suddenly arose in Wuxie's heart. He picked up the photo and looked at it carefully. He still felt that this was his third uncle.

"In this world, it's not just photos that are similar. Two people who are related by blood may also be similar." Chen Wenjin smiled softly, as if to remind him of something.

Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He couldn't believe the names and faces that came to his mind, and subconsciously raised his head to find someone who could deny his idea.

But there were only three of them here. Zhang Qiling had been in a daze from just now to now. The look in Chen Wenjin's eyes and the story he slowly told him made him unable to deny it anymore.

Wuxie tried hard to suppress the voice that almost burst out of anger, and asked: "How is this possible? If this person is Jie Lianhuan, then where is my third uncle?"

"This is impossible!"

Wuxie yelled, "If he is Xie Lianhuan, then how should I explain the 'Wu San Sheng made me die with my eyes open and Xie Lianhuan' I saw in the Xisha Undersea Tomb?"

"Tell me how to explain this!!"

"But that's the truth, Wu Xie." Chen Wenjin held down Wu Xie who was about to get up and roar, "I know it's hard for you to believe all this, after all, this is a person who has lived with you for so long."

"Don't worry, just write down what you see and look at it again."

Wu Xie's nose felt sour, and he tried to control his emotions and wrote the original sentence on the ground. However, when he reached the end of the sentence, he suddenly realized that he had got the sentence in the wrong order.

Why did he get the order wrong?

Wuxie looked at the half-written sentence on the ground and raised his hands to cover his eyes so that no one would notice his red eyes.

Chen Wenjin was still talking about what happened in Xisha that year, and Wu Xie was trying to digest it while listening.

He didn't want to miss the truth of these mysteries that finally arrived, so he had to force himself to cheer up, put aside the real and fake third uncle's affairs, and understand the whole story of what happened back then.