Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

The explosion came from the store owner's motorcycle parked in the yard. When they came out, the motorcycle exploded twice, setting off a fire wave that was not too high.

"Who the hell is so wicked?!" the store owner pointed at the motorcycle and cursed with a trembling finger, "If you have the ability, come forward! If you dare to make such wicked things, don't admit it, right?"

"Come out here!!"

"You damn wicked thing, don't let me catch you..."

Jie Yuchen and Huo Xiuxiu just glanced at the motorcycle, and Huo Xiuxiu noticed a strangely dressed person passing behind them.

"Brother Xiaohua, look at that man." Huo Xiuxiu pointed at the sneaky man behind them wearing rags and said, "He looks familiar——"

Jie Yuchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Xiuxiu.

"Boss, look at this..." The shop owner rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked angry, but he still spoke politely to Jie Yuchen, "My car has been following me for so long..."

"You should pay compensation to whoever did it. I only buy paintings." Jie Yuchen snorted coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, you won't even want five times the money."

"Okay, okay." The shop owner had no choice but to make money one by one. He led the two of them in to pick up the painting, but there was only a trace of the painting hanging on the wall. As for the painting, it was long gone. .

Shop owner: "..."

"This this this..."

Jie Yuchen ignored the store owner's anxious figure, but quickly swiped his card on the POS machine to pay, and then led Huo Xiuxiu to chase the weirdo.

The blind man turned left and right and walked around a long distance. He sat on the stone steps, threw away the rags on his body, and carefully took off the porcelain shards on the painting and took them into his hands. As soon as he lifted them up to look at them, a figure was reflected on his sunglasses. figure.

"Master Hei, what a coincidence." Huo Xiuxiu leaned against the wall and tilted her head to wave to the blind man.

The blind man stood up quickly, looked back behind him, and saw Jie Yuchen in the same posture as Huo Xiuxiu.

Black blind man: "..."

"Why don't you Hua'er Master and Xiu Xiu? It's such a coincidence that you two are also traveling here?" The black blind man slowly put the porcelain pieces into his pocket. Jie Yuchen's eyes widened and he threw a stone and hit him. On hand.

The black blind man was in pain, and the porcelain piece in his hand fell off. Huo Xiuxiu came to the black blind man at some point, reached out to catch the porcelain piece at his feet, and jumped back out of the range of the black blind man's attack.

"Brother Xiaohua bought it with money, Master Hei can't rob it."

"But it's useless for you to ask for these two pieces of porcelain." The black blind man didn't struggle, he rubbed the back of his red hand and said with a frown, "And Mr. Hua'er didn't hesitate to bully the blind man, right?"

"Special circumstances will be dealt with accordingly."

Jie Yuchen took a piece from Huo Xiuxiu's hand, waved it in front of the blind man, and asked, "Then you want these two pieces to be useful?"

"Hey, my boss wants it."

"Okay, then take me to see your boss."

"Master Hua'er..." Hei Xiazi hesitated, "Are you sure?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Jie Yuchen frowned and gave the black blind man a kick, "Lead the way."

The blind man struggled in his mind for only a moment, then he smiled and put his arm around Yuchen's shoulders: "Okay."

Jie Yuchen stepped aside and gave the blind man a look of understanding.

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The campground was very quiet at night, except for one or two guys who were still counting things, everyone else was resting in their tents.

Wuxie went to bed early after dinner. They were going into the desert tomorrow, so it was essential to replenish their energy.

"Wuxie, wake up..." Wuxie felt someone calling him while he was half asleep. He turned over and the voice called him again, this time with a pat on his shoulder.

Wuxie immediately woke up and sat up. Just as he was about to speak, the man in front of him covered his mouth:

"Shh-"

Wuxie calmed down and saw clearly that this was Tashi, the grandson of Dolma. He patted the hand on his face and waited until the person let go before asking in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"My grandma wants to see you, come with me." Tashi replied in a low voice and walked out of the tent quietly.

Tashi brought Wuxie to the tent today.

Dolma, the host, was still sitting at the very beginning, shaking the prayer wheel. To her right was Zhang Qiling. Zhang Qiling gave Wuxie a serious look when he saw him coming in.

Wu Xie didn't understand, but sat on her left side as requested by Dolma.

Tashi stood behind Dolma and poured a cup of butter tea for Wu Xie.

"Chen Wenjin asked me to bring you a message." After the decision-maker Dolma finished speaking, Tashi directly translated it to the two of them,

"She said she would wait for you at the West Queen Mother's Palace, but she went in on her own before you arrived ten days later. You don't have much time, so hurry up."

"When did she tell you this?" Zhang Qiling asked.

"I'm just a messenger. I don't know anything else. There are many people here, so don't ask." Dolma, the Dingzhu, waved his hand quickly to tell them not to pry.

"Old man," Wuxie called, "Why does Chen Wenjin want me to go?"

The finalist Zhuoma shook his head: "Chen Wenjin only said that the thing is among you, so you should be careful."

Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling looked at each other. After finishing these words, Dolma said nothing. She waved her hand and asked Tashi to send the two of them out.

The two of them sat by the campfire some distance away from the tent, and Wuxie said doubtfully:

"Why do you think Chen Wenjin only sent oral messages to the two of us?"

Zhang Qiling stood up and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Wuxie stopped Zhang Qiling, "Brother, let me ask you again, why did you and Yuchen enter the Bronze Gate? And when did you come out? Why didn't you contact me and Fatty after you came out?"

"...Is there anything you can't say?!"

"This is my business, why should I tell you?"