Original God: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, I invested in her

Chapter 335

"Fang Xun...are you going out?"

"Qiqi wants to go too...is that ok?"

Just when Fang Xun and Wendy were about to go out treasure hunting, Qiqi poked her little head out from behind the door, her big peach-colored eyes blinking.

Qiqi, like Fang Xun, is a creature that doesn't need to rest.

So when she saw Fang Xun was going out, little Qiqi followed him out immediately.

Fang Xun squatted down and rubbed Qiqi's little head: "Qiqi, we are not going out to play, but to do business."

Little Qiqi nodded: "Qiqi knows...but Qiqi wants to protect Fang Xun..."

"It's dark...it's not safe outside..."

In Qiqi's opinion, the late night is often accompanied by unknown dangers.

She was worried that Fang Xun would get into trouble, so she wanted to accompany him out.

Taromaru also followed,

Although Taromaru always sighed and avoided Qiqi on weekdays,

But every time Qiqi went out, Taromaru would accompany her.

Taromaru's psychological shadow is real, but his concern is also real.

Looking at the sudden appearance of one person and one dog, Fang Xun and Wendy looked at each other.

Wendy naturally welcomed Qiqi and Taromaru to join the team.

In his words, it was "more people means more fun".

But based on Fang Xun's understanding of Wendy, this unreliable poet meant to say "more people means more fishing".

Unable to resist Qiqi's insistence, Fang Xun could only agree to let her go out with him.

"Qiqi, let's make a deal first,"

"We are going out to find treasure this time. You can't run to catch crystal butterflies and frogs at the same time."

Every time Qiqi goes out, her attention will be attracted by small animals. She will either be unable to walk or deviate from the itinerary, which will delay things.

Therefore, Fang Xun emphasized this matter before going out.

Qiqi nodded vigorously: "Qiqi will be good... and won't cause trouble for Fangxun..."

Just when Fangxun felt that Qiqi had grown up, he heard Qiqi weakly ask: "Fangxun... Qiqi can you catch squirrels?"

...

Soon, Fangxun and his party came to the junction of Zhaixing Cliff and Qianfeng Temple.

According to the clues given by Lisa, the treasure should be nearby.

Then, Taromaru lay on the ground, and his sensitive nose moved.

As the saying goes, you raise a dog for a thousand days, but you only use it for a moment.

I saw Taromaru running in one direction, and at the same time he did not forget to remind Fangxun behind him to keep up.

Under the leadership of Taromaru, Fangxun came to a mountain forest.

The trees here are scattered, and the bare treetops look like they have been abandoned for a long time.

Then, Fangxun saw Taromaru circling the empty ground, with a conspicuous wooden sign behind it.

The first time Fang Xun saw the wooden sign, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

I remembered,

In the game, there are several wooden signs standing upright in the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

That is the treasure chest buried by Klee's daughter.

So...

Will there be someone like Klee who buried the treasure chest here?

The figure of Alice emerged subconsciously in Fang Xun's mind.

Could the 'witch's treasure chest' be related to Alice?

At present, the only way to get the answer is to dig this piece of soil.

So now the question is, who will dig the pit?

Taromaru can't use tools, and it is unrealistic to expect it to dig the pit with its claws.

Let Qiqi dig? Fang Xun didn't want Qiqi to do this hard job, although as long as he asked, Qiqi would definitely do it.

Then, Fang Xun looked at Wendy.

Wendy muttered, "Mr. Fang Xun, you can't just take advantage of me."

Wendy took out the bottle, gulped down the dandelion wine, then said lightly that he couldn't handle the alcohol, and fell asleep with his back against the tree.

Wendy's drinking capacity is determined by the environment.

If it is free wine in the bar, Wendy can sit there and drink from night to day.

But if he is needed to do something, he doesn't need to drink too much, one glass will make him pass out.

Being able to control your drinking capacity at will is also a state of mind.

This made Fang Xun depressed.

I didn't expect that Wendy, the sixth old man, had no martial ethics and actually used the drunk escape.

No one is doing anything now.

Just then, Fang Xun heard rustling sounds coming from the woods.

Then, footsteps came from all directions, as if forming a circle to surround Fang Xun and his group.

"Another experimental subject!"

"You made the wrong choice!"

I saw masked men holding shovels coming out of the grass.