Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The winter wind is biting cold, and the winter in the south is the coldest.

In winter, there is nothing more comfortable than sleeping in a warm bed.

Zhang Qiling's health was recovering day by day, and his daily morning exercises became more and more intense. He had his own set of training methods to maintain his muscles. At the beginning, Wu Xie could still follow him for a few moves, but when he found he could not keep up, he decisively gave up.

Now that the weather is getting cold, he can't even get up. Originally, I could have made a beautiful vase to give the young man some spiritual support, although the young man might not really need it...

It just so happened that the weather was getting cooler, so Wu Xie began to sleep in with peace of mind.

Before dawn, Wu Xie felt his arms become empty, and then the young man stuffed a soft pillow into his arms so that he could continue to sleep.

Wu Xie buried his face in the young man's pillow and could still smell the faint scent of shampoo left on it. It was the same shampoo scent as his, but it smelled particularly good on the young man.

He hugged the pillow like a pervert, took a deep breath, opened his eyes in the darkness, and saw a blurry figure standing in front of the door, about to go out.

"Hey, little brother, be careful. I want to have tofu pudding for breakfast, not soy milk. I want something sweet. I also want dumplings, fried dumplings, with more vinegar." Wu Xie was dazed. He remembered what he wanted to eat before his eyes were fully opened.

Zhang Qiling responded, saying that he heard it, then he went out wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt.

Wu Xie had protested more than once, asking Zhang Qiling to wear more clothes when doing morning exercises, so as not to catch a cold!

But this guy just wouldn't listen.

It’s not that I haven’t bought new clothes. I just wear a T-shirt and shorts every time I go out. The weather in Hangzhou is so cold that people outside can catch a cold even if they wear cotton clothes.

One time, Wu Xie forcefully asked the boy to change his pants before going out, and threatened him casually, "If you go out in shorts, be careful that your penis will freeze off."

Wu Xie couldn't quite remember what Zhang Qiling said that day. He only remembered that Zhang Qiling looked at him for a very long time, so long that Wu Xie thought that the young man would not wear the padded sports pants he bought for him. Then Zhang Qiling suddenly reached out to take them and quickly put them on, then opened the door and went out, leaving more eagerly than ever before.

Later,

Later, Wu Xie just let him do whatever he wanted. He was not a nanny and Zhang Qiling was already that old, not a fool. He would definitely dress himself when it was cold and undress himself when it was hot. Wu Xie believed that he had a scale in his heart, and he just asked Zhang Qiling to promise not to catch a cold.

The sky gradually grew cooler and the noise from the street outside grew louder, but this newly renovated small shop had excellent sound insulation, so Wu Xie closed his eyes and slept soundly.

He was biting the pillow and drooling. It seemed that he was really hungry and he didn't forget to eat even in his dream.

After Zhang Qiling finished his morning exercise, he went to the breakfast shop they usually went to buy breakfast.

"Are you here?" The owner of the breakfast shop already knew Zhang Qiling and didn't find it strange that he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts. He asked with a smile.

Zhang Qiling nodded in response.

"What would you like to eat today, Master San?"

Zhang Qiling then mentioned a few things that Wu Xie wanted to eat.

While waiting for breakfast, the freshly baked, steaming white soft buns came out of the steamer. Zhang Qiling was also steaming white buns at the same time.

He had just finished exercising, and wisps of white smoke were coming out of his whole body, lingering around him like fairy air, attracting the attention of passers-by.

The legs and arms exposed outside looked thin and weak, but they possessed explosive power that was unimaginable for ordinary people.

Zhang Qiling put breakfast into an insulated box and hurried home carrying the lunch box. When he got home, Wu Xie and Fatty were just able to have a bite of hot food.

He quickly passed through a dark and narrow corner, which was usually a place where garbage was piled up. It was an inconspicuous corner. He quickly walked away more than ten meters.

suddenly,

Zhang Qiling felt something was wrong. He looked at the familiar streets around him, thought carefully, and retreated back to the alley he had just passed.

There were several huge trash cans piled up inside, and the sanitation workers who were supposed to collect the trash hadn't arrived yet, so the trash was piled all over the floor.

Zhang Qiling stood in front of the alley, gazing calmly at the dark and damp alley. It was still early and there were not many pedestrians passing by on the road, so no one noticed anything unusual here.

"Come out," Zhang Qiling shouted coldly towards the alley. It was quiet and there was nothing there, as if it was just his illusion.

Zhang Qiling frowned. It was a bit dirty inside and he instinctively didn't want to go in. But since the other party didn't want to come out, he had no choice but to go in. He put the breakfast he bought outside to avoid it getting dirty.

Once you step in and have enough confidence in your own strength, you will not be afraid of unknown dangers.

Just as Zhang Qiling took his first step, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the pile of garbage. He dodged it by twisting his body, stretched out his hand, and easily grabbed the back of the shadow's neck.

It was a child about two or three years old, holding a piece of glass that he had found from somewhere, and trying to attack him.

Zhang Qiling didn't care much about his attack. The child's purpose was self-defense, and he must have scared him.

but......

How could he be so cruel to such a young child?

Zhang Qiling's dark eyes turned cold, and he stared at the child struggling in his hands for a while. Unfortunately, the Zhang family's children had not yet started practicing the Fa Qiu Finger at this age, so he could not tell anything.

"Who asked you to come?" Zhang Qiling asked in a deep voice. Looking at the child's eyebrows and eyes that were somewhat similar to his own, he pinched the back of the child's neck more and more tightly.

He couldn't remember whether he had done anything to offend Wu Xie in the past. He thought that he probably hadn't, but this child seemed to be slapping him in the face.

The child was not stupid. Only a fool would stand firm in the face of absolute force. He quickly gave in, opened his big black eyes, looked at the strange man in front of him innocently, and said, "I don't know. I was here when I woke up."

"Where are your parents?" Zhang Qiling asked.

"I don't have parents. I only have an uncle, but he is missing and I can't find him anywhere." The child replied dejectedly.

Zhang Qiling looked at him scrutinizingly, as if he was thinking about how credible his words were.

"I'm just an unwanted child. There won't be any important task for me to complete, don't worry." The child smiled miserably and raised two shining fingers. The child knew at a glance that he was a member of the Zhang family. After saying that, the child closed his eyes and fainted.

Zhang Qiling touched the child's body and found that he had a fever...