Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Thirty yuan a box?

good?????

Wu Xie looked down at the dry rations in his hand. A few yuan a pack, while other people's were thirty yuan a box. Not bad?

Wu Xie felt that although the Chen family only had one child and the others were from collateral branches, they ate much better than him, the only son of the Wu family.

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After glancing at Wu Xie's expression, Chen Yan thought that this guy, with so many expressions, must have a lot of inner monologues.

Perhaps because Chen Yan's age was a blow to Wu Xie and Wang Yueban, after they finished eating, everyone rested and did not try to chat with Chen Yan again.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Qiling's eyes flickered slightly. She opened them, turned her head to look at Chen Yan who was tiptoeing out, thought for a moment, and then got up and walked outside.

She stood beside Chen Yan without saying a word.

Chen Yan casually handed over the cigarette pack: "Want one?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at the custom-made cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it with the lighter Chen Yan handed him, and uttered, "You guys know me."

Chen Yan nodded and said, "Guangxi, at the end of 1999."

Chen Yan glanced at Zhang Qiling and said, "Back then, you didn't seem as talkative as you are now."

Zhang Qiling seemed to remember something, took a drag of his cigarette, and let the smoke dissipate in the air: "Back then, you weren't as indifferent as you are now."

Chen Yan, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, gazed at the snow line in the distance and said with a barely perceptible chuckle in his voice, "If I had known you would lose your memory, I wouldn't have been so kind to you back then."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiling frowned slightly. Could it be that what he remembered was incomplete?

That shouldn't be the case.

Is he good to me?

Chen Yan turned his head; his 188cm height made him a head taller than Zhang Qiling. He casually pinched Zhang Qiling's cheek: "Little mute, you ate so much of my food back then and ran away without a word. Have you thought about how you're going to pay for this?"

Zhang Qiling was silent for a moment, just about to say that it wasn't him who ran away, but Chen Pi who took him away.

"Hey guys, what are you doing?"

Wu Xie's questioning voice came from behind him. Chen Yan's smile faded slightly. He withdrew his hand, took one last drag of his cigarette, and then extinguished it.

He turned around and calmly said, "Ninth Brother, pack your things, let's go."

"Okay, Brother Yan."

Lao Jiu and Meng Hu were packing things up in the abandoned outpost. Chen Yan ignored Wu Xie and walked to the side. Zhang Qiling extinguished his cigarette and threw it on the ground.

Wang Yueban, unaware of what was happening, only saw Zhang Qiling smoking and exclaimed, "Wow, bro, you've actually learned to smoke behind my and Tianzhen's backs?"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak. Wu Xie glanced at Chen Yan's back, then turned to Zhang Qiling and asked, "Brother, do you two know each other?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Chen Yan's back but didn't answer. However, Wu Xie understood what she meant.

They continued on their way, but the weather wasn't great today. After walking for several hours, the weather suddenly changed.

Chen Yan frowned as he looked at the windy sky, his expression unchanged, and said calmly, "Speed ​​up, the fog is coming."

What is fog?

Wu Xie, Pan Zi, and Wang Yueban were all a little surprised, but they quickly understood what the fog meant.

Damn it, they can't tell the difference between humans and animals from a meter away!

You can't see anything at all.

Chen Yan's voice came from the front: "Stand still, Lao Jiu, the rope."

"Okay, Brother Yan."

Chen Yan turned around, took the rope from Lao Jiu's hand, and walked towards Wu Xie and the others behind him.

While Wu Xie was still worried, he suddenly saw a blurry figure in front of him: "Brother, is that you?"

"It's your brother Yan."

Chen Yan finished speaking in an annoyed tone, stretched out his hand, stood directly in front of Wu Xie, tied the rope around Wu Xie's waist, and made a knot: "Don't move."

"you....."

Wu Xie was in shock. How did he find his position safely? After all, he was at the front, while Wu Xie was walking behind.

However, Chen Yan didn't have time to listen to his nonsense and turned around to tie Wang Yueban and Pan Zi to the rope as well.

He then walked up to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling looked up at him: "I don't need it."

No, you need to.

Without waiting for a reply, Chen Yan reached out and wrapped the rope around Zhang Qiling's waist: "Little mute, I have no obligation to save them, so if you want the three people behind you to live, you have to work hard yourself."

After tying the knot, Chen Yan casually ruffled Zhang Qiling's hair, then quickly turned and walked forward.

Zhang Qiling blinked, looking at Chen Yan's back, and suddenly a memory came to mind: before he lost his memory, he met Chen Yan, who should have been only a teenager at the time, leading people to dig tombs in Guangxi.

He was already about the same height as me back then, and every time I gave him food, I would either pinch his cheek or pat his head.

But later...

He lost his memory, so he forgot...

It wasn't until he saw the tiger make its move that Zhang Qiling remembered that he had interacted with the three people he was with.

When Chen Yan returned, Meng Hu didn't say anything, but Lao Jiu narrowed his eyes. That mute guy who doesn't speak is really annoying.

There are reasons why Lao Jiu dislikes Zhang Qiling.

When the three of them went to Jing'er Palace in Guangxi, Yan Ge met this mute man and liked to tease him all the time.

Later on, they even left him some food and water every day.

But this mute man has never spoken to Brother Yan.

When Yan went to look for him before they left, he couldn't find him.

In Lao Jiu's mind, even if he later found out that Zhang Qiling's sudden departure was due to amnesia for unknown reasons and that he was taken away by Chen Pi.

But Lao Jiu just felt that this mute didn't know what was good for him.

Chen Yan led the way, while Zhang Qiling pulled on the rope around his waist, leading the three people behind him.

The three people in front don't need ropes. Although they can't see very clearly, they can still walk without any problems.

They walked for more than half an hour in the wind and snow before the fog finally lifted.

Seeing the snow-capped mountain reveal its true form again, Wu Xie and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

After untying the rope, Zhang Qiling put it away. Chen Yan had just told them to rest, so after looking at the rope, Zhang Qiling came to Chen Yan's side.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand, looked at Chen Yan, and said nothing.

Chen Yan slightly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Qiling. To be honest, that look really resembled the tiger he had raised when he was a child.

The way he seemed to be asking for a pat made Chen Yan's fingers twitch. He rubbed his fingertips, but resisted the urge to pat the boy's head and said, "Ninth Brother."

Old Jiu, standing nearby, grabbed the rope and said coldly, "Thank you, Bei Ya."