Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

In an alley rarely passed by pedestrians, there is a massage stall on a shady street corner. On the plaque of the massage stall are written five characters - Sieglong Dongqiang.

The blind man hung up the phone and looked at the two people sitting opposite him and said, "Old Tan, do you want to try my massage?"

"Blind man, I'm very good at my craftsmanship."

Tan Yuchen glared at the blind man and said nothing.

"Do you want to try it, mute?" Hei Xiazi received Tan Yuchen's eyes and asked Zhang Qiling indifferently.

"..." Zhang Qiling stood up, took Tan Yuchen's wrist and walked away.

"Hey, hey, you two are waiting for me to close the stall." Hei Xiazi quickly put away his stall and followed the two people who had already walked out more than ten steps away.

The blind man put his hand on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, his tone a little aggrieved: "I said you two can't neglect me, the blind man, even if you two are together."

"What you two are doing is wrong. After all, we are all a family, right? Otherwise, be careful I file a complaint to Mr. Hua'er."

"What complaint are you making to me?" Tan Yuchen gave the blind man a strange look.

"Hey, old Tan, I'm here to help you hide it from Mr. Hua'er." The black blind man's eyes swept back and forth between Zhang Qiling and Qin Yuchen. His meaning was obvious, "Master Hua'er doesn't know yet~"

Qin Yuchen rolled his eyes: "Oh."

Tan Yuchen was speechless, thinking that just because someone as smart as Jie Yuchen could not tell that there was a ghost, right? !

His relationship with Zhang Qiling had never been hidden, so anyone who was not blind could see their relationship, let alone Jie Yuchen who often came to their place.

……

Wuxie got some information from Wang Meng's words. He opened the videotape and learned from it where to go next.

After a long time, Wuxie finally arrived at Golmud Sanatorium at night.

He jumped off the tricycle and first looked at the sanatorium, which was overgrown with weeds and dilapidated, before thinking about turning around and saying thank you to the driver.

But who would have thought that in just a few seconds, the tricycle had already sped away, almost completely blending into the night.

Wu Xie: "..."

"It's so scary." Wuxie complained, packed up his satchel, walked to the iron door of the nursing home and pushed it open.

The rusty iron door only shook twice with his movements. Wuxie saw the huge lock hanging on the door and had no choice but to look around.

He walked around and stopped at an iron railing that was obviously broken. Then he pushed hard and a piece of the iron railing fell down.

Wuxie took out his flashlight and climbed over the wall. He quickly came to the door and tried to push it twice to see if it could be pushed open. When there was no sound, he went to the other side and climbed in through the window.

The sanatorium full of cobwebs, rags and seals gave people a desolate feeling. The old wooden floor made a "creak" sound when the feet stepped on it, as if it would break at any time.

There was no sign of anyone coming here, so Wuxie was very curious as to why the videotape was sent from here.

By the light of the flashlight, he discovered that the position he was in was the same as the one seen in the video tape. The "Wu Xie" in the video tape was crawling around in this lobby, but the position he was standing in should be the same place in the video tape. shooting angle.

Wu Xie's back went cold. He shook the goosebumps on his body. He took out a video recorder from his bag in a panic, turned it on and pointed it at himself. He introduced his home address and last name, and finally recorded while recording. The only way to go is the stairs.

Just as he was exploring the second floor, a van came outside the gate of the sanatorium. Then three people got out of the van and stood side by side beside the car, looking at the abandoned sanatorium.

"Let's revisit our old place." Hei Xiazi stretched, looked around and pointed at a big tree not far away and said, "Well... I should have set foot there, old Tan, where are you? ?”

"...Over there." Qin Yuchen pointed to a place opposite to Heixiazi, "You go ahead, I won't go."

Qin Yuchen frowned in disgust, wondering why he didn't go back and blow it up.

"Wait for me." Zhang Qiling squeezed Qin Yuchen's hand hanging by his side and comforted him.

Zhang Qiling couldn't remember exactly what happened here, but through Hei Xiazi's words and Tan Yuchen's emotions, he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Zhang Qiling squeezed his hand and then pinched Tan Yuchen's earlobe. When he saw Tan Yuchen's brows relaxed, he smiled and put down his hand to follow the blind man who had climbed over the wall and passed by with a numb face.

“啧啧啧。”黑瞎子很是欠揍的冲張起灵啧啧两声，把手搭張起灵肩上边往里走边小声问道，“这么爱啊？”

"You can't even bear to frown?"

Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows, looked back at Tan Yuchen who had already gotten into the car, and answered the black blind man's question in a good mood:

"Ah."

"..." The black blind man pursed his lips and moved away from Zhang Qiling in disgust, turned over and entered one of the windows.

"Can't afford to offend." The black blind man muttered a few words in a low voice. Thinking of Zhang Qiling's worthless appearance, he shook his head and clicked his tongue again before starting to look for what they needed. "It's been a long time since we last met."

After being comforted, Tan Yuchen's expression softened for a few minutes, and after returning to the car, he returned to his previous calm and indifferent tone. He felt that A Ning, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was staring at him through the rearview mirror with a confused look on his face. The man smirked twice and rolled his eyes, then leaned against the window and began to close his eyes and meditate.

The group of people in the car waited for almost a quarter of an hour before the three people came running quickly.

When Qin Yuchen heard the loud voice, Wu Xie gasped and shouted: "Wait...wait for me!"