The strongest reserve for the doomsday

Judging from the footprints, this man was at least 2 meters tall and weighed almost twice as much as mine.

My first feeling was that this must have been left by the fat kid.

Because in the area near the folding bowl, people's general height will not be so high, and the weight will naturally not be so large.

And this place is also mountainous, and the nutrition is not as good as outside.

Here, if there is a person of this height and weight, it is not impossible, but the probability is relatively low.

And there is just one of them in our team, so according to the calculation of probability theory, in this mountain village, the person who left this footprint is none other than the fat man!

With footprints, it is easy to do, except for the circular gossip square in the center, there are mud roads everywhere in this village.

This has made it very convenient for me to find people.

And the fat man's footprints were so big that they were even easier to find!

So, I hid them, and walked step by step along the eaves towards the east side of the square.

But after walking a short distance, I found a huge footprint, which was different from the other footprints, because this footprint was upside down.

In other words, this footprint is in the direction of return.

It stands to reason that this will not happen, and if it does, then it can only be said that there must be something strange about this matter!

I thought about it for a while, and there were two possibilities:

First, the fat man saw the person following in front of him, and stopped, and he also stopped, and took a few steps back.

Second, the fat man is indeed back.

The first point, if it is discovered, the first time should be to face the front, and the body should walk backwards towards the back, so that it is normal.

So it's basically possible to rule out.

So only the second point remains, that is, the fat boy should be back.

But coming back is coming back, but there is only one footprint in this vicinity.

I continued to shine in front of me.

Sure enough, not far ahead, another identical footprint appeared, and the direction was the direction of return.

So the problem is clear, the fat man did not hang up, he did come back.

But there is another problem in front of me.

Why did this footprint disappear in this place of mine?

Behind me, why are there only footprints of going, and no footprints of coming.

The fat kid, the possibility of feathering into a flying immortal is almost 0, but why he disappeared out of thin air in this position, I can't figure it out for a while.

So I had to continue to come back and turn on the flashlight again, and carefully observe the place where the fat man's footprints disappeared.

I saw that in some places on this dirt floor, there were some very neat traces of tree branches.

This should have been cleaned, but the traces of cleaning are still left.

And according to the location and size of the cleaning, this is clearly trying to cover up his footprints.

And this footprint, I guess it is the fat man himself.

"It's really TMD a little bit of a feeling of covering my ears and stealing the bell~"

I smiled and counted the fat man in my heart.

But if you don't observe it very carefully, to be honest, you may not be able to expose the fat man's trick. So on the whole, this fat man is already doing well.

Thinking of this, I also drew the scoop according to the gourd, and walked back to the east according to the scratches on the ground.

And just as I reached the edge of the square to the east, the scratches were completely gone.

Because this side is already at the edge of the square, and the road is paved with bluestone slabs, I will lose my direction for a while.

After squawing for a long time, my waist was about to break, and I also took advantage of this time to straighten up

, reflexively took out the spiritual food from the jacket pocket, and then pressed the

lighter with a "click~".

And just as I clicked on the lighter, the sound of a dodo chirping came from a building not far away:

"Coo-coo~Coo-coo~"

I hurriedly extinguished the cigarette, and then trotted towards the house.

Because, this is the fat man who is giving me a signal over there.

Sometimes, if it is not convenient to call people directly, you can use the sounds of various animals instead.

For example - cats, dogs, dodos, etc.

Although the voice is different, the voice is different for everyone.

So this dodo, I only listened to it, and I realized that it was definitely the fat man's ghost over there.

This is also a one-story house with a height, the gate is now closed, and after I walked in, I gently pushed down the door with a

"click~"

sound, and was pushed open by me.

Then I turned on my flashlight.

But since I wrapped the flashlight in cloth, the light wasn't very strong enough for people outside to notice us.

But now, because the fat man has been in it long enough and has adapted to the dark environment inside, the light I brought with him, as soon as it shines, I am blinded in an instant, shouting:

"Damn!"

and then covered his eyes with his hands.

I saw that the fat man was now facing the window, sitting on top of a coffin, facing the outside and not knowing what he was watching.

After I made sure that it was safe, I immediately turned off the flashlight and said softly

: "Damn, fat man, you TMD is sitting on top of the coffin, which is very disrespectful to the dead people here! I am not afraid of retribution

!" The fat man rubbed his eyes and returned:

"Ma Dan, Lao Tzu is monitoring here, you TMD almost blinded Lao Tzu's 24K titanium alloy dog eyes!" There is nothing in this coffin, what are you afraid of, when the height of a stool is just right, do you want to come up and sit down!"

At first, he was still muttering here, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, but now Nima immediately turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and asked me to go up and sit down.

The fat man's hospitality also makes me very embarrassed.

Just as I was here struggling with whether to sit down and look outside, the fat man's head turned towards the square, watching his every move outside.

"TMD has a problem!" I

shouted to myself, and then a salted fish rolled over, jumped on the coffin board, sat down, and peered out through the window with the fat man.

However, it was now pitch black outside, without the slightest light or movement.

I looked around, but I didn't find anything, and just as I was about to speak, the fat man whispered,

"There is a man on the north side of the square." -

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