Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

After lunch, Agui took the three of them out.

When they were drinking and chatting last night, they innocently took out the photos and asked Agui where the house was.

Agui looked at the photo for a while: "This looks like the house on the hill over there."

Agui held the photo and pointed in one direction and said: "But it was abandoned a few years ago after no one lived in it. I don't know what kind of dilapidation it is now."

"It's okay, Uncle Agui." As soon as Wuxie heard this, he knew that Agui knew the place. He and Fatty looked at each other and said they planned to visit the place, and asked Agui to lead the way.

Agui didn't ask much, just said to call him when he wanted to go.

The four of them walked for more than [-] minutes, passing through a patch of weeds and arriving at a stilt building.

"Three bosses, this is it." Agui broke the weeds blocking his eyes and pointed at the dilapidated house.

Wuxie nodded and looked at the house.

As Agui said, the stilt building is almost in disrepair. Several pieces of wood on the handrail of the wooden ladder on the left are broken. The doors and windows are also loose and seem to fall off at any time. There are also gaps in the roof tiles. It was full of weeds and combined with the surrounding scene, it was really desolate.

"Hey, I didn't expect that little brother comes from a wealthy family. This house looks quite big." The fat man spat out the grass in his mouth, "It's just too shabby."

After saying that, he shook his head to express regret.

Wuxie smiled innocently, thanked Agui and asked, "What? You don't even want to let go of my little brother's house?"

"Hey, what are you talking about?" The fat man put his arm around Zhang Qiling and patted him on the shoulder, "I feel sorry for you little brother~"

"Look at our little brother, he is fair and clean, can that house look like this?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Besides, there is Master Qin, who can make me..."

Zhang Qiling glanced at the fat man who was chatting and Wu Xie who was chatting, and stepped onto the stairs to go into the house, leaving them alone.

Reaching out to push open the half-collapsed wooden door, Zhang Qiling cleared the cobwebs from his eyes, walked into the room and began to look at the surrounding environment.

There weren't many furnishings in the room, they were all very common furniture, and they were already covered with a thick layer of dust, so there was nothing unusual about them.

The only thing that caught people's attention was probably the yellowed curtain.

The voices of the two people outside the house were getting closer and closer. After stepping into the house, my eyes were attracted by the curtain before I even looked at it.

Wuxie thought that the photo seemed to have been taken through this curtain.

"Tianzhen, is this the curtain in the photo?" the fat man asked.

Wuxie hummed softly, then looked away from the curtain and looked at Zhang Qiling: "Brother, can you find anything different?"

Zhang Qiling did not answer, but wiped away the dust on a table, revealing several photos that were suppressed by glass.

Wuxie also came to Zhang Qiling at this time. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the photos, and then called Fatty over to take out the photos.

Zhang Qiling didn't stop them. He walked around the curtain and came to the wooden bed. He pursed his lips and frowned and stared at the wooden bed. Within a few minutes, he reached out and lifted the entire bed to the other side.

"I'm going, what happened?"

The sudden sound startled the two people who were looking at the photos. The fat man protected Wu Xie behind him and looked around with a wary expression.

When he discovered that the sound came from Zhang Qiling, he put down his hand and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you tearing the house apart just by looking at it?"

"There is something." Zhang Qiling said.

"what?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wuxie, kicked open a few wooden boards with his feet, and leaned over to take out the contents.

But as soon as he touched the iron ring of the thing, someone grabbed the thing before him and ran away.

"!"

Zhang Qiling reacted quickly and chased after the man almost as soon as he grabbed the thing.

The accident happened suddenly. Wu Xie felt a black shadow flash before his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to ask what happened when he heard the fat man shouting:

"Hurry up and chase!

His grandma's things, how dare you snatch your fat master's things in broad daylight? "

After saying that, he led Wuxie out.

"Stop and don't run!"

……

Zhang Qiling chased the person through the forest. The speed of the two was almost the same. The flying dead leaves and shaking branches made the chase last for a long time.

In the end, Zhang Qiling's speed prevailed. He stopped the masked man and launched the attack without saying a word.

The masked man's eyes flickered, he hugged the box and faced Zhang Qiling, his knees and fists collided at the same time, and both of them took several steps back due to inertia.

Zhang Qiling looked silently at the person in front of him who was about to run away, and then they both went up to block the way.

The fat man who hurried over joined them without thinking. Although his effect was not great, he still disrupted the attack method for a few seconds.

Zhang Qiling took advantage of the opportunity and kicked the masked man in the chest. The masked man took a few steps back and hit a tree with a groan.

He looked at the iron box that had fallen to the side, his eyes twitching as he wanted to get the iron box.

But this idea was stopped by Zhang Qiling's fist.

The masked man clicked his tongue impatiently, got up and counterattacked even faster.

"Innocent! Come on!" Seeing that the masked man didn't care about the iron box for a moment, the fat man quickly picked it up and threw it to Wuxie, asking him to keep it safe.

Fatty originally wanted to help, but Zhang Qiling and the masked man were moving faster and faster. After much hesitation, he decided to stand by Wu Xie's side, guarding the masked man for Wu Xie and preventing him from sneak attacks.

The two fought back and forth for several times. After all, the masked man was not as strong as Zhang Qiling. After struggling hard, he broke free from the hand holding his shoulders.

Of course, this also caused the entire sleeve on the left to be torn off, revealing the blue and black tattoo on half of the shoulder.

Zhang Qiling was about to take a step forward, but his eyes were fixed on the masked man's shoulder.