"0364..."

"0366!"

"..."

In the dark corridor, a man covered in blood was curled up in pain.

pain……

Noisy sounds lingered around, and Wu Xie thought it was Fatty and the others.

I couldn't help but lament that I was so lucky that I wouldn't die even if I did this.

"0370!"

This time the sound was very close. Although it was separated by a thick stone wall, Wu Xie still accurately judged the direction of the man.

"Come over here and bleed!"

Wu Xie heard the other party shouting in a daze.

Blood?

What kind of bleeding?

"Fat..."

Looking at the stone wall where light gradually leaked out, Wu Xie only had time to call out "Fat Man" before he fainted.

The child who was digging a hole with a Luoyang shovel that was taller than him was stunned.

He seemed to be frightened.

"what are you doing?"

Someone noticed the situation here and pushed the child impatiently, "Hurry up and dig!"

He pushed the child to stagger and threatened:

"Be careful I don't give you food to eat."

The child pursed his lips tightly and remained stubbornly silent.

"Hey, do you still have a temper?"

"Okay, okay, why bother with a child." Seeing this, someone advised: "0370! Keep digging holes and bleeding."

0370 continued to wave the shovel silently.

The thick smell of blood wafted out.

"What's going on? Are there any rice dumplings?"

Someone raised a big knife and asked warily.

"0370 Go see what's going on."

The child waved the shovel, which was taller than himself, and dug Wu Xie out of the small corridor.

"A living person?"

"How can there be anyone alive here?"

"Go and inform the clan leader."

Wu Xie woke up for a while while they were carrying him, and then quickly closed up.

There were many distracting thoughts in my mind, but they finally fell silent after seeing those calm eyes.

My eyebrows and eyebrows really look like my little brother’s…

-

When Wu Xie regained consciousness, it was already a few days later, and the group that discovered Wu Xie was planning to leave with Wu Xie.

"Well……"

"I'm not dead?"

Wu Xie opened his eyes, looked at the rugged stone wall above his head, and let out a long sigh.

"Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years -"

The door opened and a man wearing a mandarin came in.

"you're awake?"

"Yeah." Wu Xie looked at the strangely dressed man and cautiously said nothing.

"0370, come in." The man called someone in and said to Wu Xie: "After dinner, our clan leader wants to see you."

Wu Xie looked at the villain who came in and felt something was wrong.

Is this my little brother’s son?

The little brother even had a child behind his back?

wrong!

That's not the point.

He didn't think about running away when he lit the explosives. There was no way he could survive in the center of the explosion.

So what's going on now...

Back to the light?

The child was holding a bowl of egg custard, holding a wooden spoon with his porcelain-white fingers, and brought spoonfuls to Wu Xie's mouth.

"Kid, what's your name?"

No reason.

"Where is this?"

Still ignored.

Finally, Wu Xie asked the question that mattered most to him.

Looking at the other person's face, which was about 60 or 70% similar to the younger brother, he said cautiously, "Who are your parents?"

The child finally reacted, no longer like a robot, running according to the preset program, and coldly uttered two words: "Dead."

died? !

so far so good.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought his brother had given birth to a baby behind his back.

I'm scared to death.

"Hello, outsider."

Wu Xie saw the patriarch mentioned by the man and looked at him with a strange look.

This dress...

From the Qing Dynasty?

He can't be...

crossed?

Oh shit.

He went to the grave a lot, and he was really blessed with some shitty luck.

"Hello."

When Wu Xie was looking at the young man opposite him, the other person was also looking at him.

"Why did you appear in the Zhang family's ancestral land?"

Zhang family?

Which Zhang family?

Wu Xie looked at the other party's hands behind his back when he entered the door, and with his smart mind, he suddenly figured out something.

"Are you Zhang Qiling?"

"This is Changbai Mountain?"

Seeing the other party's suddenly cautious expression, Wu Xie suddenly laughed maniacally.

"Hahahahaha..."

"If I had known this, I would have blown up this damn door."

Zhang Qiling frowned at the insane Wu Xie and scolded him softly: "Sir, please calm down. We need to have a good talk."

"Okay, okay, let's talk."

Wu Xixiao burst into tears. He wiped his hands casually and said, "Zhang Qiling, let's make a deal."

……

What they talked about that night, no one knows.

But Wu Xie's status in the Zhang family skyrocketed.

"Kid, will you follow me from now on?" Wu Xie knelt down and whispered to the expressionless 0370.

Eyes full of love...

This is his little brother.

Carefully reaching out his hand and touching the child's soft body, Wu Xie felt his heart melt.

How did the Zhang family do anything to such a young child?

Feeling the child's resistance to him, Wu Xie took the child into his arms first, regardless of the situation.

"Be good, uncle will take you to change clothes."

Although this stone wall is not as cold as outside, it is still not warm. I am wearing cotton clothes and trousers, but the child is wearing a thin shirt that is patched and stained with blood...

Wu Xie's nose felt sour when he saw it.

"Be good, don't be afraid." Seeing that the child still resisted his embrace, Wu Xie said again.

"Uncle is thanking you. If you hadn't discovered uncle, I would have died long ago."

"Don't be afraid, uncle is not a bad person."

Wu Xie coaxed the child in his arms, who weighed less than two ounces, in a low voice, calling himself an uncle, making Zhang Qiling next to him laugh.

"Mr. Qi, you look about the same age as the younger generation of my clan. Calling you uncle would make you old."

Then he ordered to the child: "0370!"

"say!"

The child looked at Zhang Qiling indifferently, closed his eyes, and pretended not to hear.

"Hey!"

Just when Zhang Qiling wanted to continue speaking, Wu Xie scolded him.

"Why are you so mean!" Wu Xie covered the child's ears, fearing that he would scare his little heart.

Staring at Zhang Qiling, "You're not his father, why are you yelling?"

Zhang Qiling retorted weakly: "I am the head of the Zhang family."

"Isn't it amazing that you are the leader of the clan?"

"roll!"

Wu Xie carried the child and left, leaving Zhang Qiling standing there, touching the tip of his nose awkwardly.

"Impolite guy..."

No one dared to talk to him like this...

It feels quite novel.

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