Daomu Biji

I couldn't believe my eyes, and if Fatty wasn't around, I would think I was dreaming. When I looked carefully again, the man had already gone far and couldn't be found in the crowd.

Maybe I reacted too much, since Fatty pushed me further into the bushes. I handed him the scope and he looked up.

I felt strange in my heart before, but now I felt surprisingly calm after my momentary panic.

This wasn't a calm that came from confidence, but a calm that was completely incomprehensible. For an instant, I was in a trance and couldn't remember what I saw just now. The scene was so strange that it seemed it shouldn't be written down.

Who was this guy?

How much does a person really know about his face? This was a valid question. When we look in the mirror, is the face we see a complete impression? Is that really my own face? I'm not sure yet.

My heart was calm as I waited for Fatty's observation, and when he finished looking, there was no surprise on his face. He lay down and said, "There aren't many Chinese, but it's too dark to see clearly. What did you see?"

"I think there are acquaintances on this team." I said, feeling very familiar with both the voice and the face I just saw.

"Do you have acquaintances? I wish I had acquaintances. It's a bit creepy if you have acquaintances." Fatty said, "Is it the tea egg seller at your door?"

"I don't have time to argue with you. Did you see anything strange?" I asked him softly. He shook his head: "This team isn't large-scale, but it is equipped with all kinds of equipment, typical of the old American style, and everything depends on equipment. They're going in the wrong direction, they're going back. It seems that they came from the mountain and should be heading back to the camp, which has no conflict with us. "

"Are you sure?" I asked, "Why do you think so?"

"I'm sure. From the direction they came from, to the west is a stream which you can follow until you reach the village at the next set of cliffs. Qiu Dekao has set up ropes over there and if you have time, it's quite the sight. Moreover, you can see that their packs have shrunk and their supplies are gone. It must be the team returning to the village. Qiu Dekao didn't cheat us, and certainly didn't send a new team."

I nodded, but still hesitated. It seemed that Fatty didn't see the "me" in the team. Was I wrong? Or did Fatty miss the chance to see it? Do I need to follow up and confirm? If I'm not mistaken, the whole thing will begin to develop in a direction I can't understand.

"Mr. Naive, what's the matter with you? Did you see something just now that has you so distracted?" Fatty asked.

"Have you seen… a person who looks like me?" I asked him.

Fatty looked at me: "Do you mean like you now, or like you before?"

"Before." When I told him what I saw, he frowned: "Mr. Naive, did you knock your head on the way here?"

I was a little angry: "f.u.c.k, how long have we been together, and you still doubt my judgment?"

"It's because I've been with you for a long time that I don't trust your judgment. It's not like I haven't suffered a lot before." Fatty said, "You must be wrong. Go back."

I was a little hesitant, but when Fatty said this, I had to get up and verify before I would let it go. While we were wrangling, suddenly there was a sound of bushes shaking behind us. Looking back, Leather Bag also crawled up: "Master Three, Elder Brother, I'm here too."

"What are you doing here?" Fatty asked, "Don't make things worse. I'm in a world of pain with two of you."

"I came to learn from you. Didn't you say you want me

I asked Fatty, "When did this kid start wors.h.i.+ping you as the boss?"

"Charming personality." Fatty said, then turned his head and shooed at Leather Bag. "Get out of here, don't worry. It's useless for you to learn the things here."

"Actually, Sister Xiu was afraid that you were short-staffed and told me to come up and help you," he said.

Fatty gave me a look, and his eyes seemed to hold some meaning. He seemed to say, "He's here, but I agree that we should follow up and take another look."

"Why? One more person won't change anything."

"Master Three, entering tombs requires tracking and stealth, which are skills acquired from my ancestors. When I was young, in order to chase a chicken, I climbed a dozen dog holes without losing my breath. If you don't want to get caught in these woods, you have to listen to me."

I thought to myself that Uncle Three was also a mischievous guy when I was a child, and although those things may not be worse than this, but I really couldn't. Besides, Fatty could also dig a dog hole with his size. How big was that dog where he was staying? However, this kind of complaint was something Wu Xie would say, and I was currently wearing the human skin mask of Uncle Three. In front of the younger generation, Uncle Three couldn't be so heartless under such circ.u.mstances, so I refrained from speaking again.

Fatty said to Leather Bag: "Follow up from the left and watch out for the sentry." Then he turned to me and said, "Master Three is old. Follow me."

I nodded to Fatty and he pointed in one direction. The three of us began to sink into the gra.s.s that was half a person high and moved forward slowly.

After Leather Bag was separated from us, I wanted to ask more clearly, but Fatty made a motion to stay silent and pulled me to slow down.

I didn't know what he meant, but it always made sense to listen to Fatty's ideas. So I followed his rhythm and slowly shrank back, watching Leather Bag gradually leave us all behind and run to the front. Obviously, he hadn't noticed that we'd been left behind.

"What help, must have been sent by that smelly girl to spy on us." Fatty muttered softly, "Well, let me show you what this Fat Master can do."

I knew Fatty didn't trust Xiao Hua and I didn't want to pester him at this time, so I didn't speak.

The bushes in the woods were very lush and the smell of urine on my body attracted many small insects. At first I was a little distracted, but after seeing Fatty's focused expression, soon I was also influenced by him. All his attention was drawn to Leather Bag, which was completely different from the expression he had when he was talking and laughing.

At the same time, I felt a twinge of doubt in my heart.

Fatty's expression was too solemn. He used to be superficially somber, but now when I looked at his eyes, I felt that it was completely different from the occasional seriousness he revealed in the tombs that year.

But when he talked to me just now, he obviously didn't care so much.

This expression of his made me feel that he was very nervous about the present situation. Did he only pretend to not see anything just now, but in fact, saw something? He did this so as not to worry me?

No way, when did Fatty become such a character? He should be happy to see me so nervous.

We followed Leather Bag for ten minutes, at which time we were already more than ten meters behind. Fatty still maintained the same expression, but refused to shorten the distance between us.

Finally, I couldn't help asking him, "What do you really want to do? If we continue to follow like this, we will lose sight of him and miss everything."

Fatty hissed at once, drew me closer, and said, "Following is not the goal here, getting a clear look is."

I whispered, "Can you see clearly from this distance?"

Fatty was about to speak when we heard a warning whistle ring out ahead.

Leather Bag suddenly stopped moving, and then a gun suddenly went off from the tree and a flash of light hit the area where Leather Bag was.

Fatty and I immediately looked up and saw a commotion in the direction of the team in front of us. All the torches had turned back and shone in his direction. Fatty nodded to me: "All right, now everyone has turned back and we can see clearly."

My heart said, f.u.c.k, you're using him as bait. I immediately picked up the scope and saw a light coming straight down from a distant tree and moving back and forth in the gra.s.s. It was the sentry's laser sight, and no matter how Leather Bag ran in the gra.s.s, the laser continued to land on him. This sentry seemed to be a real expert.

"This boy is good at distractions, but he's too subservient to observe the situation by himself, and he doesn't have enough experience in chaotic scenes. This time around, the sentries brought by Qiu Dekao are especially fierce." Fatty said, "The direction I just pointed him in was in the sentry's key line of sight."

"Are you trying to kill him?" I said.

"No, foreigners are very environmentally friendly and the gun is full of rubber bullets so it won't shoot easily. That one shot just now was to remind the people in front to pay attention, and at the same time test Leather Bag to see whether it was a man or an animal. If it was a real bullet, when the camp was attacked by the lynx, they wouldn't have delayed their best defensive time by changing their ammo."

I looked at Fatty and didn't know he had such thoughts. He then said, "You've never seen this version of your fat man, have you?"

I shook my head: "You've been a little too f.u.c.king smart lately. I've never seen you like this before."

Fatty said: "In this business, it's not that I haven't been ruthless, it just didn't make sense to live like this. Now I'm the only one you can trust and how could I live up to our relations.h.i.+p if I didn't help you be smarter?" Then he pointed to the front, "Come on! While Leather Bag caught their attention, let's get closer. "

I looked at the poor kid surrounded by the people who rushed in and I sighed darkly in my heart, but Fatty had already pulled me over quickly.

People always seem to do this, often ignoring the real danger when there was a focus. Fatty chose a circuitous route and tried to move forward bit by bit where the light from the torches couldn't reach. Qiu Dekao's big troops were gathering in one place and Leather Bag was running everywhere. We didn't need to worry about making noise, so we moved very fast in the dark.

By the time Fatty pulled me to stop, I was very close to them and when I looked up, I was really startled. I hadn't realized that I could get so close that I was almost beside them.

"Even if we go out now, they may not find anything unusual." Fatty said softly, "Okay, find him. Where is the man you mentioned?"

I picked up the scope and looked for the person I wanted to see in the crowd but the torches caused some reflection and made looking difficult. I scanned the faces one by one and suddenly saw him.

This time I had enough time to observe, and despite the torches reflecting the light, I was coldly aware that I was not wrong just now.

I really saw a face extremely similar to mine.