Live expedition from tomb raiding

Back in the shack, Ding Ze said politely to Lao Tiao, then walked to his backpack, lay down on the ground, leaned on his side, and calmly took out a refreshing pill that he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth Here, followed, with his eyes closed, he put on a posture of sleeping, quietly waiting for the old itchy to take action.

"Old Comrade Itchy, although in the original book, you only secretly dug out that bronze branch at about three o'clock in the middle of the night..."

'But now, the situation has changed, you fucking, you have to learn to be flexible, but don't make it so late...'

Accompanied by the extreme stimulation brought by Xingshen Pill, Ding Ze closed his eyes, thinking helplessly, or praying.

When the time reaches this moment, he can only pray...

Because, the truth is, he's really not sure when Old Itch will take action...

At the same time, because until Lao You left the shack, he basically had no way to stuff Xinshen Pills into his mouth without Lao You realizing that something was wrong, so he really couldn't be sure. With this refreshing pill in my mouth at this moment, can I really stay awake and not fall asleep...

"Hey, before I knew it, I wouldn't have told Wu Xie about my old itching problem..."

"If I don't disclose it and let the plot continue without any changes, then I just need to wait for Wu Xie, who happens to find Old Itchy in the woods and doesn't know what to do, to wake me up..."

Ding Ze thought about it, and thought of this... However, it was just thinking about it, not really regretting it...

After all, in the evening, the problem of old itching was already obvious. If he pretended that he didn't notice anything and didn't mention it to Wu Xie, then when he turned around, Wu Xie would realize it by himself...

'At that time, Wu Xie should think that I also have problems. '

'Forget it, there are gains and losses. '

Ding Ze sighed silently, not going to think about these crap anymore, but thinking about something else...

Suddenly, at this time.

After a little politeness with Old Itch, Wu Xie, who confirmed that Old Itch was in charge of the arrangement in the first half of the night, also lay down on the ground, "That Old Itch, remember to call us, I'm so sleepy, sleep for a while."

Wu Xie yawned and said.

"Okay, you go to sleep—go to sleep," Old Tickle replied.

The voice fell into my ears.

Ding Ze was overjoyed immediately, 'Huh?The old itchy chattered with Wu Xie for a long time, saying how exciting the plot was when he came here, is it gone? '

'It seems that the situation has indeed changed a lot, which should be good news. '

For a moment, Ding Ze felt that the chances of Old Itch taking action before twelve o'clock suddenly increased a lot.

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In the shack, it was quiet.

In the forest outside the hut, there was a rather penetrating howling sound from time to time.

The howling sound disturbed the tranquility of the shack again and again, as if roaring to the people in the shack, saying, 'Sleep you are paralyzed, wake up high'.

Ding Ze couldn't help amused himself as he pieced together such a picture in his head.

'It's almost ninety o'clock now, Comrade Itchy, why don't you act yet? '

Unable to open his eyes, Ding Ze pretended to be restless, turned over, and cursed silently.

It's a pity that Lao Xie still stood by the pit, not saying a word, and there was almost no movement.

'True torment. '

Ding Ze sighed in his heart, silently sighed again, and then, suffering helplessly, continued to wait patiently, letting time gradually pass by.

unconsciously.

The night was deeper.

At the same time, Comrade Wu Xie's slight snoring became more and more steady.

This kind of stability undoubtedly means that Comrade Wu Xie has finally fallen asleep.

'Hey, what the hell, Wu Xie, you actually fell asleep. '

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Ding Ze suddenly felt a little sad.

Fortunately, at this moment.

In the quiet shack, there was finally a sound that meant that the old itch had started to move.

When Ding Ze heard this, he was immediately excited: "?(?>?

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After about 5 minutes.

I made sure that I clearly heard the sound of Old Itching unzipping his backpack, and the sound of walking step by step, opening the door of the shack, going out, and closing the door of the shack...

Moreover, it is confirmed that the footsteps of the old itchy after leaving the shack are gradually becoming farther away, and it is already too far away to be heard...

Ding Ze suddenly opened his eyes, and then stuffed a refreshing pill into his mouth to completely wake himself up.

Just now he got up, trying not to make any noise, moved to Wu Xie's side, squatted down, first stretched out his right hand, gently covered Wu Xie's mouth, and then pushed Wu Xie with his left hand.

This push.

Just like the original plot, Wu Xie, who didn't sleep well, quickly opened his eyes.

"Hush, don't make a sound," Ding Ze immediately whispered when Wu Xie opened his eyes.

Wu Xie nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Ding Ze withdrew his right hand covering Wu Xie's mouth, then reached into his pocket, took out a refreshing pill and handed it over, "Take a pill, it will make you more awake."

After swallowing the pill, Wu Xie suddenly became jittery due to the extreme cold stimulation, and shook his head violently uncontrollably.

"I'll go, Brother Ding, what kind of pill is this, so strong," Wu Xie asked in a low voice with a puzzled expression after getting used to the extreme feeling that the Tianling Gai was stimulated to the point where he didn't want to.

"I call it Xingshen Wan... It's not important, what's important is that the old itchy went out about five or six minutes ago."

"Come on, let's go see what he's doing."

As Ding Ze said, he took the lead in tiptoeing towards the gate of the shack.

Wu Xie didn't say anything more, and hurriedly followed.

The two slipped to the old wooden door.