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520 Late Night Tracking

Behind the door.

Ding Ze and Wu Xie watched quietly.

I looked at it for a while.

I don't know if it was a psychological suggestion brought by the overall atmosphere, but Ding Ze felt...

It was close to early morning, and the forest filled with darkness, under the faint moonlight, really looked like a giant beast lying on its stomach, waiting for its prey to come.

However, Lao Itch, who was going deeper into the forest, looking for the burial spot of the bronze branch, was the prey that came to the door, waiting to be devoured.

With this kind of imagination.

'This guy, Lao Itch, is really a cruel person. He was doing this alone in the forest in the middle of the night.'

Ding Ze couldn't help feeling a little emotional and muttered something silently.

At this time, the mountain wind, which had been blowing continuously since nightfall, became strong and weak, and suddenly became stronger again.

As a result, the crown of the tree was blown violently again, and the leaves could not resist the temptation and began to swing violently...

It was quite permeating. It sounded like there were many small creatures running around, and then the sound became loud again...

Time passes gradually.

About five minutes later.

Finally, the white light in the forest not too far away stopped.

Seeing this, Wu Xie, who couldn't wait any longer, immediately said, "Brother Ding, he stopped, let's go over and take a look."

"Okay," Ding Ze nodded without any ink, stretched out his hand to gently widen the gap in the wooden door, and walked out, "We'd better go around from the side to the downwind of Lao Itchy, otherwise he might find out

…..Then, you walk in front. That way, if he is discovered, you are more familiar with him and can be fooled easier.”

"Um."

Wu Xie responded, walked out of the shack, and moved forward first.

Ding Ze follows.

The two of them were bathed in the night, keeping their bodies low, tiptoeing, and moving forward slowly.

….

In the middle of the night, in the live broadcast room of [Your Ancestor], a group of night owl-type viewers saw this scene...

"Hey! Anchor, you are a little too skilled at doing this kind of thing!"

"Feel the same!"

"Anchor, as a man, I am becoming more and more curious about your true identity!"

"???? Damn it, upstairs, do you want to learn fencing?"

"Shocked! In the middle of the night, a man actually..."

"In the dead of night, a chrysanthemum blooms quietly..."

"..."

The crowd of spectators chattered and became noisy as usual.

"Looking at this rhythm, we should be able to confirm that Lao Itch is the villain in this game world... Not to mention, this design is really interesting."

The wealthy man was smoking, drinking, and perming his hair, and suddenly he asked, "Why did Lao Itch trick Wu Xie to come all the way to this Qinling Mountains? What's the purpose?"

"How much has the anchor seen so far? And how did he see it?"

"Also, as the protagonist of this series of game worlds, what role does Wu Xie play in this game world?"

The wealthy man smoked, drank, and permed his hair, and commented in one breath, "There are a lot of pitfalls. It seems that if you want to pass this game world, your brain is the key."

"Come on anchor!"

Comments came out, swish, swish, the wealthy man smoked, drank, permed his hair, and immediately gave away gifts worth more than one million yuan.

Regarding this.

Most of the audience of sand sculptures have become accustomed to it.

“The local tycoon is awesome!”

"The local tycoon is mighty!"

"Local tycoon, please adopt me!"

"..."

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In the forest.

Ding Ze and Wu Xie walked around in silence for about ten minutes.

Suddenly, at this moment, a rather rhythmic knocking sound was carried by the wind and reached the ears of the two of them.

When Wu Xie heard this, he moved his brows slightly and said in a very low voice, "What is this sound? Why does it sound like someone is playing a drum?"

Ding Ze thought for a while, "Your ears are not very good, this is the sound of digging, Lao Itch is digging!"

Wu Xie: "...dig the soil? Is there a tomb here?"

Ding Ze: "Probably not. Let's not talk about it for now. Just go and take a look and you will know."

The two of them didn't make any more noise, and continued to keep their bodies low, touching and slowly approaching Lao Itchi.

Walked for a while longer.

The flashlight light, as well as the shirtless old man digging in the soil under the light, appeared in the field of vision of the two people.

Ding Ze glanced at it, but didn't look much. His eyes moved and he turned to look at a bush not far ahead. He pointed at Wu Xie, signaling to hide away.

Soon, the two of them hid behind relatively lush bushes, widened their eyes, and watched Lao Itchy's every move.

Only seen.

Lao Chi was obviously very cautious. After every three digs, he would stop and look around.

After looking around to make sure there was nothing unusual around him, Lao Itch continued digging.

This behavior is repeated over and over again.

Ding Ze stared at it for a short while, about a minute... Because he knew that Lao Itch would have to dig for a long time, he was too lazy to continue watching. While Lao Itch was digging without a chance to stop,

With gentle movements, he changed from squatting to sitting, and sat on the grass.

Wu Xie noticed Ding Ze's behavior, turned around and moved his mouth, obviously wanting to say something.

Ding Ze saw this and shook his head, signaling that he should be silent.

Follow.

'Wu Xie probably hasn't noticed the homemade pistol-shaped lighter stuck in the waistband of Lao Itchy's pants yet.'

'Do you want to scare him?'

'Then give it a scare, it's quite interesting.'

With this in mind, Ding Ze made a decision in less than a second. He immediately reached out and pointed at Wu Xie first at his waistband, and then at Lao Itchy's waistband, asking Wu Xie to pay careful attention.

Wu Xie understood what Ding Ze meant. There was no ink mark, so he immediately slightly poked his head and looked at Lao Itchy's waistband.

Look at this.

Ding!

Immediately, Wu Xie's body trembled violently, his face darkened further, and the complex meaning in his expression suddenly became much more intense.

I can't help but witness Wu Xie's reaction.

‘(*^▽^*), hehe, pranks are so fun!’ Ding Ze was so happy that he said in his heart with a silent smile.

Wu Xie withdrew his gaze and did not move again.

The two continued to watch quietly.

Time passed minute by minute.

At the same time, the pothole in front of Lao Itch became bigger and bigger...

finally.

After digging for almost half an hour, suddenly.

'throat!'

The sound of an engineering shovel coming into close contact with some hard object suddenly sounded.

Hearing this sound, Lao Chi immediately put aside the engineer shovel in his hand, leaned forward, and reached into the hole with his bare hands.

See this scene.

Ding Ze didn't waste any time, stood up slightly, squatted down again, pretended to be serious, without blinking, and together with Wu Xie, stared at Lao Chu.

The next second.

I saw Lao Itchi digging in the pothole with his bare hands.

The tugging only lasted for a short while and then stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Itchy took out a stick-like thing from the pit, almost covered with mud.

When the thing was in hand, Lao Itchy only wiped it lightly without looking at it carefully. He hurriedly wrapped the thing in a cloth and stuffed it into the backpack next to him. Then, without saying a word, he started to backfill the hole with soil.

'It's time to withdraw!'

Seeing Lao Itch starting to fill in the hole, Ding Ze thought to himself, reached out decisively, pulled Wu Xie's arm, and then took the lead to lower his body and retreat quickly.


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