Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

The fat man blocked Wuxie's way and looked at An Ning with a knife with some caution: "What do you want to do? Tian Zhen is still young!?"

Ah Ning raised her hand nonchalantly and looked at the two people in front of her who were alert: "I don't care, but if you delay any longer and the grass bastard crawls into your crotch, your life will be over."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other and said, "We, ourselves, no, we handle it together!"

Aning looked at Wuxie and Fatty running away and chuckled. Panzi also left to find a place to deal with it.

"Do you like Wuxie?"

The smile on An Ning's face froze: "What did you say? Who likes him?"

Chi Gu couldn't explain it either, but he just felt that Wu Xie and An Ning were a little weird...

"Are you okay?"

Aning sat down next to Chi Gu and found a coat to wipe Chi Gu's hair.

Chi Gu shook his head: "Insects won't approach me on their own initiative."

Ah Ning glanced at the wet bandages on her shoulders and hands and sighed softly: "This has to be bandaged again."

The rain was still falling, and although most of it was blocked by the trees, some rain was still falling.

"No, Fatty, why are there so many weeds on your back?"

Wuxie was stunned when he saw the dense red spots on the fat man's back.

The fat man said with some sadness: "Don't say it, my crotch tore when I was climbing the cliff, I felt quite cool at first, but then I forgot about it!

This is so cool, stop talking nonsense, hurry up, otherwise this grass will suck blood from your body for two or three days, and you won’t be able to take it out by then.”

Wuxie nodded: "Then I'm coming..."

"Wait wait wait, do you know how to do this!?"

Wu Xie was a little confused holding the knife: "Isn't it okay to just dig it out?"

The fat man fell weakly on the tree: "Thank goodness I asked you a question. You have to heat the knife with a torch to burn the grass to death. If you dig it directly, if the head is cut off inside, it will really get infected!"

Wu Xie took out a lighter and burned the knife. Looking at the fat man who was still nagging in front of him, he burned the knife directly.

"what!!!!!"

Chi Gu and An Ning on this side just saw Pan Zi coming back and heard a heart-wrenching cry.

"Okay, okay, it's my turn, Fatty."

The fat man put on his clothes and looked at Wuxie as if he was looking at a scumbag who had sex with her and then abandoned her: "You have become naive. You are not gentle to me at all now..."

Wu Xie was tired: "I'm covered in weeds and I have to help you deal with them. How can I be gentle? Stop talking nonsense!"

"what!!!!"

Chi Gu and the other two heard another shout, so loud that it seemed as if the rain forest was shaking.

After a while, the two were seen coming back, supporting each other. They sat in front of the fire lit by Panzi, with bitter smiles on their faces.

"The grass scorpions can distinguish people's blood types. It seems that you two are more to their liking."

When the fat man heard what Chi Gu said, his expression became even more bitter: "This shows how good the young man is. That blood has its own anthelmintic."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qiling came back with a bunch of herbs, threw them into the fire, and sat aside without saying a word.

The fat man approached Wuxie quietly: "Don't look at me as a quiet guy, I am really considerate at the critical moment~"

Ning: "We must not underestimate grass ticks. When I was working on a project in Africa, I saw a giraffe die from a grass tick."

The fat man listened to what Ah Ning said and nodded: "Huh? How about sister teach me how to control the Gu? Wow, cool, and not afraid of insects, it's really convenient for us who encounter insects every day in tombs."