Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

The little brother sat quietly, looking up at the sky, his eyes full of confusion.

who I am? Why am I here?

The little brother subconsciously reached out and touched the side. He looked at the empty palm. For some reason, a dense pain arose in his heart, which was so uncomfortable that it was suffocating.

It shouldn't be like this. He vaguely felt that he should be holding something, but... what would it be? what is it then? I can't remember...why...can't I remember anything?

"Mute, did you remember anything?" The black blind man walked in and saw the little brother staring at his hands in confusion.

The younger brother ignored it, and Hei Xiazi was used to it. He sat next to the younger brother and didn't speak, just sitting quietly with the younger brother.

After sitting there for several hours, the blind man couldn't help but get up and move around. Suddenly, a soft murmur sounded.

"Qing...Huai..."

The little brother was stunned. In just a few days, he became very thin and haggard. His pale lips trembled for a few moments. The wind gently raised his black hair. His face was desolate, and his whole person was so broken and desolate.

When the black blind man heard those two words, he felt like he had heard them somewhere before. By the way, I seemed to have heard this name from someone in San Province some time ago, but... that guy is not easy to mess with!

"Does your friend have a name?" Chen Pi Ah Si looked at the two people in front of him helplessly and calmly took a sip of tea.

After hearing this, the blind man raised his eyebrows lightly. He put his arm around the younger brother's shoulders and asked with a smile: "Mute, tell me your name! I can't call you mute from now on. It's so inappropriate, don't you think?" "

The younger brother looked at the blind man with cold eyes, glanced at him, dipped his hand into the tea in the cup in front of him, and spat out a few words as he wrote: "Zhang Qiling."

"Zhang Qiling." Chen Pi Asi glanced at the little brother with his sharp eyes. The two of them sat still and neither of them spoke. After a while, Chen Pi Asi said calmly: "It's a good name."

Hearing this sentence, the little brother's mouth curled up into a slight smile, and the smile was as light as spring water and fleeting.

The blind man put one hand on the table, supported his chin, looked at the little brother and said "tsk" a few times: "I said mute, just a name, look at you smiling, tut tut tut~~~"

In response to the black blind man's teasing, the little brother said nothing. His whole person exuded a touch of indifference and alienation, and his dark eyes were filled with tranquility.

Later, there was a person beside Chen Pi Asi. The Taoist priests knew nothing about him except his name. He was called Mute Zhang, and together with Heixiazi, he was called South Blind and Bei Mute.

Jun family——

Junyue looked at Qinghuai, whose eyes were gradually recovering. He curled his lips, his eyebrows were indescribably soft and affectionate. He bent over and gently picked up Qinghuai, touched his head, and spoke with an indescribable tone. Heartbroken: "The soul has been separated from the body for too long. It seems that it will take some time to regain consciousness. Get better soon! Qinghuai~"

Junyue looked at Qinghuai, who had a dull expression, and sighed helplessly. Although there was still one soul missing, at least most of the souls had returned. Now the only thing missing was the Origin Pearl.

Over the years, Junyue has been doing divination and divination, and can only vaguely calculate that the person carrying Qinghuai’s life source pearl will appear next to Qinghuai eleven years later. All he can do now is wait, but Junyue also I won’t just place my hope here, I have to look for it.

"Bro……"

Junyue suddenly heard Qinghuai's voice and his face was full of disbelief. He suppressed his excitement and gently placed Qinghuai on the chair, then knelt on one knee on the ground, held Qinghuai's face and said happily: "Qinghuai , you spoke..."

For twelve years, Jun Yue has been unremittingly summoning Qing Huai's soul. Step by step, he watched Qing Huai's eyes gradually become alive from being empty. Now that Qing Huai spoke, Jun Yue's always cold expression He was so uncontrollably happy that he held Qinghuai's hand, his whole body trembling slightly.

However, when Junyue heard those two ambiguous words, he didn't know for a moment which words Qinghuai was talking about. He just thought it was nonsense before regaining consciousness.

Jie Yuchen pursed his lips slightly, with an indifferent expression. He seemed to have never smiled since he became the head of the house at the age of eight. The only time he felt relaxed was at this moment.

Jie Yuchen touched Qinghuai's head and said softly that he was really, really tired, so tired...

Qinghuai seemed to feel something. He reached out and grabbed Jie Yuchen's hand casually, tilted his head, and just looked at the two holding hands quietly.

Jie Yuchen's heart rippled, and all kinds of emotions came to him. His eyes were extremely confused and painful, and he even couldn't help crying because of the pain. He reached out and hugged Qinghuai. At this moment, he didn't want to be the head of the Jie family, he just wanted to be a teenager. A young man can cry at will.

Qing Huai suddenly had a look of confusion in his eyes. He put his arms around Jie Yuchen, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but in the end he remained silent.

Jie Yuchen covered his face tightly, trying his best to suppress his crying. His shoulders trembled and twitched, and his vision was blurred at this moment.

"Why are you crying so hard?"

The voice sounded a bit mean, and Jie Yuchen couldn't help but raise his head, and two red eyes came into view of the blind man.

"Who are you?" Jie Yuchen's expression was full of scrutiny and vigilance. At this moment, he seemed to have turned back into the head of the Jie family.

The black blind man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and came to Jie Yuchen. He turned his back and stretched out his right hand. Jie Yuchen looked at the pink flower in the other person's hand, and the indifference on his face broke instantly.

Jie Yuchen had an expression on his face that said, "This man is sick." Why would you give a man flowers when you have nothing to do? Are you perverted?

The black blind man seemed to understand the expression on Yuchen's face. He shook his shoulders and said with a smile: "I will give you a flower to make you happy, little flower girl."

Jie Yuchen took a deep breath and said coldly: "Now, immediately, immediately, take your flowers and get out of here."

The black blind man stood lazily, with his fine hair hanging on his handsome brow. His coat had been taken off and hung loosely on his shoulders. His collarbone was vaguely exposed under his smooth neck. Exuding a willful and unruly spirit.

The blind man looked at the indifferent child in front of him, and he suddenly felt endless helplessness. Taking advantage of his height, he glanced at the person blocked behind the child. The black hair made him frown, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed: This Neither of the two seemed to be the person that the mute was looking for. He followed Sansheng here just to see if the child was there, but...it seemed that there was no one here. Could it be that he just happened to have the same name?

The blind man looked at Jie Yuchen and said with a smile, "Little Hua, do you know a kid named Qinghuai?"

When Jie Yuchen heard this, he looked at the blind man with a flash of astonishment. He was curious about how the other party knew Qinghuai's name, but he didn't intend to say it. After all, this man didn't look like a good person. He said coldly: "I don't know."

The black blind man twitched the corners of his lips and said with a hint of cynicism: "Little flower girl, don't cry anymore when you are so beautiful. It's too ugly~"

Jie Yuchen's face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily: "It's none of your business."

The black blind man raised his eyebrows, and his expression didn't seem to be surprised at all. He thought he was really a little wild cat, but when he thought about it, what he said was something else: "Little flower kid, smile more."

Jie Yuchen's face was full of black lines, and he just felt that this person was meddling in his own business. He turned his head and said, "I laugh because I think of happy things, and I don't have anything happy."

These words clearly told the black blind man the answer.

The blind man put his hands in his pockets and spoke in a low voice with a long drawl: "Actually... no matter how miserable people are, they can laugh."