Tomb Robbers: Tiandao System

"Woof woof... woof woof..."

Just as a certain Wu Liang kid was finishing repairing the wall, a dog barked.

Wu Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead, showed a faint smile, and stretched out his hands towards the "Three Inch Nails" running towards him.

"Wang Wang..."

Three Inch Nails is a puppy, and it runs towards Wu Liang quickly.

"Huo..." He just threw himself into Wu Liang's arms.

"La la..." Three Inch Nails stuck out her tongue and nodded, very cute.

San Inch Nail was a dog owned by Wu Laoxie. It was a very small Tibetan terrier. It was born small and weighed only a few hundred grams. He always carried it in his sleeve and carried it around.

According to Wu Laoxie, this kind of dog is also the most wary of dogs. It is very distrustful of strangers and it is difficult to gain its trust.If you feel someone has bad intentions, you can wear a sleeve to warn the owner.It happened that he didn't trust people very much after the accident, and the coldness of the world made him feel chilled, so he kept the dog with him.But things got a lot better after I settled in Hangzhou. This place doesn’t have as much right and wrong as old Changsha.

In the past three years, Wu Liang had spent a lot of effort to get Three Inch Nails to admit him. If it had been anyone else, he would have taken one bite.

"Haha...haha...it's so ticklish...haha..."

In the courtyard, Wu Laoxie nodded secretly and walked out immediately.

"Wang..."

As soon as he saw Wu Laoxie, Three Inch Nails broke away from Wu Liang and turned towards Wu Laoxie.

"cut……"

To say that I am not envious would be a lie.

"Haha..." Seeing this, Wu Laoxie smiled heartily and patted the "three-inch nail" in his sleeve to signal it to calm down.

.

"squeak……"

I don’t know how old that old chair is. It’s tattered. I asked him to throw it away several times, but he refused to do it. In his words, this old chair has been with him for many years and he already has it. emotion.

As time passed, everyone stopped talking.

"Crack..."

Wu Laoxie lay down, glanced sideways at Wu Liang, and moved the pipe in his hand.

"Uh..." Wu Liang said helplessly, "The smelly old man really knows how to enjoy it."

Then, I took a match and lit it for Wu Lao Dog.

"Huh..." Wu Laoxie blew with satisfaction.

"If you have nothing to do, take a sip and feel as happy as a god!"

"......."

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

The fog was so thick that Wu Liang couldn't bear it. He waved his hand and tried to blow the smoke away.

"Hehe..." Wu Laoxie showed his yellow teeth and said with a smile: "What, Wu Liang brat, do you want to take a sip?"

"Get lost." The word "well" appeared on his forehead.

"You brat who doesn't know how to enjoy himself." Wu Laoxie muttered.

A black line passes through the forehead, enjoyment, this kind of hemp cigarette is called enjoyment, I am also him... It seems that I can't say this, he/mom, isn't it my grandma, no, no, no! ! !

"Old man, I have learned all your skills, so I..." Wu Liang suddenly became coy.

"Eh...when did you become like this? It's amazing, it's amazing, it's amazing." Wu Laoxie laughed as if he had seen something surprising.

"Well..." His face darkened, "Smelly old man, do you want to die?"

"Come on!" Wu Laoxie was still laughing and joking, but a white light flashed through his tightly squinted eyes.

"

It was you who forced me. "Wu Liang said.

"Who is afraid of whom?" Wu Laoxie said.

"Grr..." The punch came out instantly, extremely fast.

"Good boy." Wu Laoxie nodded secretly.

UI.

"However, it's still too tender." A flash of white light flashed, and a pipe blocked the fist. With a move of his right hand, the pipe turned and waved.

"Step..." His pupils shrank, Wu Liang stepped forward, slid backwards, stepped again, and with the force, a flying knife shot out.

"F*ck!" Wu Laoxie yelled, "You stinky brat, please be serious."

"You said it yourself, it's none of my business." Wu Liang sneered.

"Whoosh..."

Who knows, the next moment, Wu Laoxie's pipe came out of his hand and turned into a sharp sword and shot forward.

"Keng..."

The two instruments collided and made a clear sound.

"rub……"

At the same moment, both instruments hit the ground, and another sound was heard.

The father and son looked at each other and raised the corners of their mouths, "Haha...haha..."

....

"Old man, I'm leaving." Wu Liang waved to Wu Laoxie and was about to leave...

"Be careful!" Wu Laoxie's tone was dull, as if he was suppressing something.

Wu Liang stopped for a long time, then his nasal voice changed, "Well..."

Tonight, he is going to "come out".

Looking at the darkening sky, Wu Laoxie sighed deeply, "I hope my choice is not wrong. I hope the history of the Wu family can disappear from Wu Liang's generation."