Chapter 185: Late Night Snack

[Alas, it’s a pity that there is no wet quicksand pit nearby, so we still have to do it ourselves. 】

Wu Xie felt like he was being poked again. He and Xiao Hua were separated by a sandstorm and encountered wet quicksand!

Wu Xie lowered his head and picked up the Luoyang shovel to start digging the hole. However, he went down to the dug pit three times. Except for the first Seven Star Palace of King Lu, no holes needed to be dug for either the underwater tomb or the Yunding Palace.

Although they are not digging a hole now, the skilled use of the Luoyang shovel can be seen at a glance.

Even though Sang Mo had lost his memory, he could use the Luoyang shovel skillfully by instinct. Digging a hole for him was just like digging a tunnel. After a few shovels, he could see a hole about one meter deep.

When it came to Wu Xie's place, he huffed and puffed with a shovel, but only managed to dig out a shallow pit of about a few dozen centimeters, which was nothing compared to Sang Mo's deep hole.

Wu Xie curled the corner of his mouth. Not only was he a weakling in martial arts, he also seemed to be a novice in digging pits.

He shook his head and said, "I have to learn!"

He watched Sang Mo's movements of digging a pit, and then started to learn from him, and he did it quite well.

The black blind man who noticed this said, "......"

He really didn't know that Wu Xie actually had such a strong sense of being serious?

However, it is also true that people with strong curiosity seem to be very keen on learning.

The three of them dug the hole together. Hei Xia Zi originally wanted to join in, but he didn't have a Luoyang shovel. Seeing that Wu Xie was working hard, he didn't disturb the man's interest. It would be better to let him use his strength to avoid causing any trouble by doing nothing.

Hei Xia Zi said that he actually didn't want to run anymore, and running without stopping was really tiring.

Apparently Wu Xie has a very good learning ability and has now mastered the use of the Luoyang shovel.

Half an hour later, a pit about five meters long, two meters wide and two meters high was dug. Aning did not rest either. Hei Xia Zi helped her carry the body into the pit.

Wu Xie looked at Sang Mo, his eyes full of the desire to lend a hand.

Sang Mo, "......"

[Fuck, I actually saw a pitiful look in his eyes. 】

A black line crossed Wu Xie's forehead, and he just asked with his eyes, where is the pitiful thing?

The four of them worked very efficiently. After putting the bodies of Jesse and others into the pit, Aning began to use a shovel to shovel sand and soil to fill the pit.

Sang Mo lit a cigarette for himself and shoveled the sand while smoking.

[This is the revolutionary feeling of burying corpses together.] 】

After digging the hole, Aning stared at the big hole for a moment before she turned around and went back to the tent to pack her things.

She had just finished packing her backpack when she heard some movement, a buzzing sound -

Then I heard Sang Mo's voice, "Hurry up, the zombie swarm is coming again."

Wu Xie quickly put on his backpack and picked up a Luoyang shovel. Hei Xia Zi also carried two backpacks, one of which was his own backpack left here, and the other belonged to someone unknown.

Anyway, the bodies have been buried now, so the things in these backpacks should be taken away. The supplies inside are enough to last for a while.

Sang Mo was very light and could have run away when the corpse-bugs came, but he could not stop Aning from cleaning up inside the tent.

When Aning came out, he grabbed her wrist and started running, moving as fast as the wind. Wu Xie had the illusion that he was getting farther and farther away as he chased after her.

Hei Xiazi did not forget to turn around and urge him, "Little Third Master, hurry up, if you don't want to be bitten to death by the corpse-bugs, you can just follow slowly."

Wu Xie, "..."

To be honest, I had just worked very hard and hadn't eaten anything, so I had almost no energy left.

Now he is being chased by a swarm of corpse-eating bugs!

Wu Xie had a look of fucked up look on his face. He spat inwardly and tried to speed up to catch up.

The four-member group of escapees were running fast, and the four-member group of people looking for them were also circling around in the Devil City.

Fatty Wang cursed, "What the hell is this Devil City? It's like entering a maze. Are we just going in circles?"

"Brother, do you see what's going on?"

Without getting a response, Fatty Wang could only ask Jie Yuchen, "Master Huaer, you know a lot, why don't you come and take a look?"

Xie Yuchen shook his head slowly, "It's dark now, and my vision is affected. It's hard to tell the direction."

Fatty Wang, "......"

Pan Zi was worried, "What should we do? There is still no news from the Third Master. We have to find him as soon as possible."

Yes, Wu Xie and his friends have been here for almost two days, and they haven’t seen a single person.

Zhang Qiling suddenly said, "This way."

He led the way, and after another two hours, the group of four arrived in front of the ancient ship.

Looking at the messy makeshift camp, it was deserted and had no supplies, except for a tent.

Xie Yuchen had already noticed the traces of renovated sand and soil. Looking at the mess on the ground and the seemingly hurried footsteps, he frowned slightly.

It seems like something happened that made them flee from here?

Zhang Qiling used the black gold ancient knife to pick up a dead corpse-bug and said, "It's a corpse-bug."

This place was once attacked by a swarm of corpse-eating bugs, so these traces were left behind by the hasty escape.

Zhang Qiling followed the running footprints, which were extremely messy and overlapped with each other, but fortunately he finally found footprints that did not cover a large area.

He recognized the size of the footprints, it should be Sang Mo's.

This was also thanks to the time when he went to Ju Mang's tomb with Sang Mo. Sang Mo analyzed the footprints of the white ghost in the tomb, so Zhang Qiling also remembered Sang Mo's shoe size.

He also paid attention to what kind of shoes Sang Mo wore and what the imprints of his soles on the sand looked like.

The shoe prints now clearly belonged to Sang Mo, and they did flee in this direction.

After confirming this, Zhang Qiling stood up and quickly chased in that direction. Fatty Wang behind him shouted, "Brother, why are you running away again?"

"Wait for us, Pan Zi, hurry up and catch up!"

Xie Yuchen was already running after him. Zhang Qiling must have found a clue, he had no doubts.

The three of them ran after him madly, while Zhang Qiling ran in front, looking at the footprints on the ground from time to time. The footprints of four people seemed to be those of Sang Mo, Blind Man, Aning and Wu Xie.

However, after chasing for a distance, the footprints could no longer be seen due to the soil quality. Zhang Qiling had to stop running. He needed to identify the direction so as not to miss it if he went in the wrong direction.

"Here." Suddenly, Xie Yuchen pointed to a mark and said, "Is this the mark left by the black bear?"

Zhang Qiling squatted down and took a look, "Yes."

It was easy to deal with with the mark, so the four of them quickly chased in the direction indicated by the mark. A few hours later -

They saw the fire, and Pan Zi smiled, "We should have found it. Let's go over and see if it's Young Master San and the others."

When they walked over, they saw Sang Mo sitting in front of the fire roasting buns. Hei Xiazi raised his hand and greeted them with a smile, "Hey, everyone, this is a good time to come for a midnight snack."

"......"

Wu Xie quickly stood up, "Pan Zi, Fatty!"

"Why are you two together?"

"Brother, why are you with them?"

"No, Fatty, you're not taking my Third Uncle's job behind my back again!"

[He is still the kind of person who is talkative in front of acquaintances but socially anxious in front of strangers? 】

Wu Xie, “?”