Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

"Why does that tattoo look so familiar?" Wuxie and Fatty came to Zhang Qiling. They also noticed something on the masked man's shoulder, but before Fatty could recall it, the masked man turned around and got into the bushes. inside.

"Hey, little brother!" Wuxie looked at Zhang Qiling who was following closely, and also chased after him.

"Wait for us."

Just as the four of them were chasing each other in the forest again, two people came to the dilapidated stilted building.

As soon as Qin Yuchen walked out of the weeds, he noticed a puff of black smoke coming out of the window.

His eyebrows twitched, he quickly jumped up the stairs and rushed in with a few big steps.

The people inside were still spreading gasoline around when they were kicked to the ground by Qin Yuchen who came over.

The man screamed, probably because he recognized Qin Yuchen, and he turned over and walked out of the window regardless of the unburned photos.

Tan Yuchen clicked his tongue impatiently, and just as he was about to chase after him, he saw the man throwing a lighter at him.

So he had no choice but to pick up the photos on the table and flip them out through the window on the other side.

The fire instantly flooded the entire stilted building. No matter how fast Tan Yuchen was, his hair was burned by the flames. He stood up with a dark face, patting the dust on his body while watching the huge smoke rising into the air.

The people in the village came very quickly, and soon someone not far away shouted loudly, "It's on fire, come and put out the fire."

Agui was spinning around anxiously, and kept directing the villagers to quickly put out the fire. The three chasing people returned to the stilted building at some point. Wuxie looked at the stilted building that was almost burned and asked quickly:

"Uncle Agui, what's going on? Why did it catch on fire just fine?"

"I don't know about this either. I just came back and noticed a thick smoke coming from here. By the time I got there, it was already like this. I had no chance to react."

Agui stopped the three of them and kept them from getting closer, "Three bosses, please stay away. The fire is scary and the temperature is high. Don't get burned."

"It's okay, Uncle Agui, you don't have to worry about me..."

Before Wu Xie could finish his words, he felt the people around him move, and then a voice came,

"photo!"

Zhang Qiling was just frowning at all this, but suddenly remembered something and staggered Agui's hand and rushed in.

"Should I go, brother?!"

"Brother, you are crazy!"

"Zhang Qiling."

……

Uncle Agui's house at night.

Tan Yuchen sat on the armrest of the sofa with his arms folded, tilting his head and looking at the photos in Wuxie's hand.

This was what he handed to Wuxie after he stopped Zhang Qiling in the afternoon. However, it was not the right time to study these things, so they helped put out the fire and waited until they all returned home before Wuxie thought about taking out the photos.

"How naive are you? Apart from Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling, do you know anyone else?" the fat man asked.

Wu Xie shook his head, and he flipped through several photos several times. Except for two familiar faces, he had never seen anyone else.

Moreover, these photos were taken very ordinary, as if they were just meant to be recorded casually.

"But this man looks different from the others in the photo. He seems to be pretending to be a local resident." Wuxie took out a group photo, pointed at a man and said,

"I guess this should be Chen Wenjin's guide at that time, so tomorrow we will ask Uncle Agui, maybe we can learn something."

"Nah, when you wake up tomorrow morning, I'll go ask Uncle Agui." The fat man picked up the kettle at hand and poured himself a cup of hot water. Then he looked at Zhang Qiling sitting on the other side as if he remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, little brother, the tattoo on the person we met today seems to be similar to the one on your body. Do you think that person is one of your tribe?"

Zhang Qiling frowned and shook his head silently.

The fat man didn't know which point Zhang Qiling was denying, but looking at him like that, he knew that asking several times would be in vain.

But Qin Yuchen spoke:

"A similar tattoo?"

"No!" The fat man walked up to Zhang Qiling and patted him on the shoulder, as if he wanted to talk to him carefully.

"The masked man grabbed the thing without saying a word. The little brother chased him for a long time before stopping him. In the end, he was like a loach and couldn't catch it at all.

When I fought with him, the feeling of hitting him was like hitting him in the flesh, making him soft and boneless. "

"As for the tattoo, he ran away before we could see it clearly at the time. It just felt like it was similar to my brother's tattoo."

"The man in black should be the one with the slumped shoulders in the photo." Wuxie answered.

"Yes, yes, his shoulders are indeed slumped, not like a normal person."

The fat man pursed his lips, "But what did you say he grabbed?"

"I don't know." Wu Xie shook his head and looked at Zhang Qiling, who looked thoughtful, "I also researched it at the time. It seems that apart from knowing that it is an iron box, I can't see the reason..."

"By the way, Yuchen, after we left the stilted building today, did you see clearly the person who set the fire when you went there?"

"No, that person should know me, otherwise he wouldn't have turned around and ran away so neatly." Tan Yuchen's face became a little sad when he thought about what happened in the afternoon, so he spoke coldly.

Qin Yuchen narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "He'd better hide more tightly!"

"Hmm..." Wuxie and Fatty looked at each other, holding back their laughter and changed the subject to talk about the masked man and the person who set the fire. Zhang Qiling also relaxed his brows and looked at Tan Yuchen with curved eyebrows.

"..."

Tan Yuchen cursed lowly, glared at Zhang Qiling, and said angrily: "You guys continue chatting, I'm going to rest."

Wuxie: "Okay."

"Okay, please walk slowly." The fat man quickly patted Zhang Qiling and made a gesture of invitation to Tan Yuchen with a playful smile.

Tan Yuchen clenched his fists and returned to the room amidst the fat man's gasp.