The fat man was even startled for a moment, then came back to his senses and started to sneer, "Haha, what I said, can that be wrong? You don't even know who I am!"
Ding Ze: "...Fat man, do you need to be so arrogant?"
Fatty: "(p≧w≦q)!! Of course!"
Ding Ze had no choice but to sigh, ignore the fat man, and then said to Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang.
"Part of the reason why I say we are really lucky is because I speculate that the red flesh line is a creature similar to the piranha-eating plant."
"Since it is a living thing, it has a schedule and rest. It cannot be hunting for food 24 hours a day."
"On the other hand, the reason is..."
"I was wrong before. With those red flesh lines, the wreckage of the transport plane cannot be the nest of the eagle owl."
"So, the tree lizards and other food that the eagle owl burrowed into the wreckage of the transport plane must have been caught by those red meat lines."
"I think those red meat lines must have been preying on once before we arrived here last night."
Two reasons, both reasonable and reasonable.
Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang understood.
"In this way, we are indeed very lucky," Hu Bayi said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man started croaking as if it were a matter of course, "Haha, I told you it was luck, Lao Hu, you must learn to trust me from now on."
"Although I usually look carefree, in fact, I am very witty. As long as I am serious, no matter what the problem is, it will be easily solved and it will be a piece of cake..."
The fat man chattered for a while and started to brag.
Hu Bayi shook his head and chose to ignore it. He picked up the engineering shovel and started digging on the spot.
I dug a few shovels.
"Ms. Yang, the ground here is too humid and full of plant roots. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to bury the pilot's body here."
Shirley Yang naturally saw what Hu Bayi said, so she nodded and thought for a while, "How about we put the body into the transport plane first, and then contact their people after we get out.
Retrieve the body."
"That's fine," Hu Bayi agreed.
soon.
The pilot's body was found in the wreckage of the transport aircraft.
Hu Bayi moved a few rocks and simply blocked several gaps in the transport plane.
Finish these.
Shirley Yang tied a cross with a branch and set it up in front of the wreckage of the transport plane. Then she faced the cross and recited the Bible silently.
Hu Bayi stood beside him without saying a word, his expression looking a little serious.
As for the carefree fat man, he obviously has no interest in this kind of thing... The word "boring" almost appears on his fat face.
Ding Ze glanced at it, holding a cigarette in his mouth, saying nothing, just waiting quietly.
Time passes slowly.
About three minutes later.
"Then let's go," Shirley Yang said.
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The four of them loaded up their equipment and prepared to set off.
The fat man asked, "Why don't we get some of the guns and ammunition in the cabin?"
Hu Bayi shook his head, "Don't we all have guns and ammunition? Why do we still need them?"
Fatty: "I think the devil knows what will happen in the tomb of King Xian. Bring more guys to be prepared, right?"
Hu Bayi: "We are not going to fight. These guys brought by Lao Ding are enough. And I just saw that those Thompson submachine guns, although they can still be used, are too heavy and easy to jam.
On the contrary, it will be a burden.”
"Stop thinking about this and let's go."
The fat man heard this and took another look at the wreckage of the transport plane. He gave up the idea of going in to get more guns and sighed, "I hope we won't regret not getting more guns when we get to King Xian's Tomb."
Hu Bayi said nothing more, took out the compass and determined the direction.
After an absolutely long night, the four of them got up and officially set off for the Tomb of King Xian.
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When time reaches this moment, the number of viewers in [Your Ancestor]’s live broadcast room has, not surprisingly, increased to more than 90 million.
And of course, this number continues to increase.
The wealthy man smoked, drank, and permed his hair, and said, "It's almost noon now. Judging from the progress of the four anchors, I estimate that they will get into King Xian's Tomb at least tomorrow..."
"Successfully leaving King Xian's Tomb may happen tomorrow night..."
The most beautiful woman in the world: "What do you want to say?"
Smoking, drinking and perming: "What I want to say is that the number of viewers in this live broadcast room has exceeded 100 million today, so there is basically no problem... So, should we move the goal upwards to 200 million?"
The most beautiful woman in the world: "!!!"
A crowd of spectators in the live broadcast room: "??????"
"I'll go! Without the official participation of the league, the number of viewers in a single live broadcast exceeded 200 million?"
"Nah, if this can happen, it will be another absolutely awesome record!"
"This is possible. Our host, Wolf Kill, is a person who keeps creating miracles... I support him with both hands and feet."
"Me too. I raised all two arms and three legs. I strongly support it!"
“…..”
“(??へ??╬)!!!”
"Get out of here, you stinky man, how the hell can you drive a car?"
"Go, go, go! Those few centimeters of yours are useless, don't be embarrassed!"
A group of female spectators screamed.
The live broadcast room was as lively as ever.
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In the valley.
The four of them walked all the way in the direction of Zhelong Mountain. They learned from yesterday's lesson and stayed away from the forest if they could. They walked as far as possible on the slopes of mountains with sparse vegetation because the terrain was higher and most of the ground was rocky.
superior.
This section of the journey was quite easy and nothing bad happened.
In the blink of an eye, four or five hours passed, accompanied by bursts of fresh plant fragrance that poured into the nose continuously.
It's afternoon, and before long, night will fall again.
Ding Ze took a look at the watch and saw that even though it was a purely mechanical watch, it had already been affected to some extent, and the hands were obviously not accurate.
'It should be almost there.'
Ding Ze recited something silently.
"Old Ding, what time is it now?" At this time, the fat man, who was breathing heavily because he was fat, saw Ding Ze looking at the time and asked.
Ding Ze heard this and smiled, "It's three o'clock in the afternoon."
Fatty: "╮(╯▽╰)╭!! Well, we have to spend the night in the forest again tonight."
This is an obvious fact.
The fat man said helplessly, then turned to Hu Bayi, "Old Hu, didn't you say you could find the tomb of King Xian? We've been walking for so long, but we still haven't seen anything."