Tomb Raider: Beginning Wu Xie was badly tricked

The fat man, on the other hand, shouted and chased: "Sister, don't run away, we are good people, not hooligans."

Wu Xie, who was following behind, thought the fat man's words were a bit funny. Could the fat man be here to make a joke?

Will good guys and bad guys still be etched on their faces?

Facts also proved that Wu Xie's idea was right. The clay figurine in front of him could not ignore him. He had no intention of stopping at all and continued to run forward.

The fat man was only focused on chasing the clay man and didn't pay much attention to his steps. As a result, he missed his footing while running and rolled down a slope. Wu Xie had no choice but to jump down.

The slope was not high, and there was a not-too-deep stream at the bottom. The fat man fell directly into the water without any injuries.

The two walked directly back to the big rocks by the creek.

"Where's the clay figurine?" The fat man looked around and saw no one, so he asked doubtfully.

"Why are you still here after you have achieved your goal? Watching a show?" Wu Xie asked.

"What do you mean? What's the purpose? Are you saying that the clay figurine led us here for a purpose?" The fat man reacted instantly.

"Will you know it soon?" Wu Xie didn't say much.

"Let's go and take a look around." Wu Xie knew that the clay figurine, Chen Wenjin, had led them here because there was an entrance to the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West.

Wu Xie clearly knew her purpose, but he was still willing to chase her because of this.

After all, it is better to have someone to guide you than to fumble around on your own, which is a waste of time.

"Eh? Wu Xie, look if there's someone over there?" The fat man just stood up and saw someone stuck in the crevice of a stone not far away from him.

"There is a man, let's go and take a look!" Wu Xie said, got up and walked over.

When he came closer, he found that the person was lying on his stomach. The fat man immediately turned the person over.

"Huh? Why is it him?" After seeing the man's appearance clearly, the fat man let out a confused sound.

"You know him?"

"It seems like something happened to your third uncle's people." The fat man didn't hide it. He had seen this person around Wu Sansheng before.

The fat man saw that there were no obvious wounds on the body. After checking, he found that there were two teeth marks on his neck. Judging from the situation, he must have been bitten by a snake.

"Let me see if there are any clues on him."

The fat man said, groping for a while on the body, and finally found a walkie-talkie. After trying it out, I found it was broken.

He was about to throw it away, but Wu Xie stopped him: "Keep it, maybe it's still useful!"

The fat man didn't care and handed the walkie-talkie to Wu Xie directly. If you want to keep it, just keep it. It's not a big item anyway and it's easy to carry.

After that, the fat man saw another person lying on the big rock not far away.

"Look over there, there's someone there, and he's dressed so much like...your third uncle?" the fat man said with some uncertainty.

Wu Xie followed the fat man's gaze and found that the man lying there looked very similar to his third uncle's usual clothes. He didn't know if he was...

Wu Xie did not answer, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face. He knew in his heart that it was not the third uncle at all. How could the third uncle die so easily?

Wu Xie walked over directly and stood next to the body, but did not move to turn over the body.

Looking at Wu Xie who was standing aside and watching blankly, the fat man said cautiously: "You have to read it in the morning and at night. I can especially understand your feeling of wanting to read but not daring to read."

Listening to the fat man's words, Wu Xie's mouth twitched slightly. Could it be that the fat man had misunderstood something?

The reason why he didn't look at the corpse was, firstly, that he was too lazy to move; secondly, he just felt unlucky.

However, he didn't expect that Fatty would misunderstand him and actually come to comfort him. Wu Xie smiled helplessly, but had no intention of explaining.

Seeing Wu Xie who was silent and motionless, the fat man asked, "How about? I'll help you?"

Wu Xie nodded and thought to himself: This was something I was waiting for you to do, and you just realized it now? This reaction is also too slow.

But Wu Xie didn't say these words, otherwise, the fat man would definitely wail and say that he had no conscience.

After receiving Wu Xie's nod of affirmation, the fat man stepped forward and wanted to turn over the corpse. Just when his hand was about to touch the body, he paused again, a little hesitant.

But it only took a moment. The fat man continued his actions and turned the corpse over. After seeing the man's face clearly, the fat man finally let out the breath he was holding.

"Thank God, that's what I'm saying! This third master is blessed with great fortune, how could he die so easily?"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he caught Wu Xie's eyes, and then touched his nose awkwardly.

Wu Xie didn't say anything. He directly picked up a mountaineering pickaxe next to the body and handed it to the fat man: "Take it, maybe you can use it."

"Something is better than nothing, I tell you! I saw Aning digging through her teammates before and found a corpse dragon king. We are particularly lucky this time, and we didn't find a snake. ..."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he heard a strange sound, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Is it possible that my crow's mouth will work again?

When this idea came to Fatty's mind, he also looked at Wu Xie, and saw his eyes that were half-smiling.

"It's not so evil, right? Fatty, when did my words become so effective? I..." The fat man found it unbelievable. What did you really say?

"Stop talking, shut up." Wu Xie directly scolded Fatty's next words, fearing that he would say something else that would come true.

After all, he had experienced Fatty's body's bad mouth. It really doesn't work when it's good, but it works when it's bad.

Fatty shut up, and cautiously looked at the pheasant neck that climbed up from the side of the corpse. Fatty directly smashed the mountaineering pick down.

As a result, the pheasant neck was startled, and it immediately attacked them.

Wu Xie also directly pulled out his knife, and directly cut the pheasant neck that was attacking Fatty into two pieces, and the tip of the knife just passed Fatty's nose.

"Be careful, don't cut me!"

"I told you! Don't turn this corpse around, or you'll be ready for trouble." After dealing with the pheasant neck, Fatty sat on a big rock, still a little scared.

Wu Xie squatted beside the corpse and checked: "Something is wrong."

"Of course it's wrong. The pheasant's neck is almost up to his face. How can it be right?" The fat man stood up excitedly when he said this.

"I mean, there's something wrong with this corpse. There are no wounds on the body, no signs of fighting, and the clothes are neat. It should have been bitten when it was least prepared." Wu Xie explained.

"When can it be the most unprepared?" Wu Xie asked back.

"When it was asleep, but this place is so far away from your uncle's camp! Why not bury it on the spot? Move it here? Are you full and bored? Or is the feng shui here good?" The fat man complained.

"Why do you have to go through the trouble of moving it here? It's dark and cold here. Is it particularly suitable for storing food?"

"Maybe, this is a big granary. Then when it's time for dinner, won't we become takeaways delivered to the door?" The fat man exclaimed.