Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The child has gained a lot of weight. He is no longer as thin as a chicken when we first met him. Now he not only has baby fat on his face, but also has a small milk belly unique to children. Now he is full and even more It was bulging out, pushing up the close-fitting clothes slightly, revealing a white and soft waist.

The two of them were lying side by side on the bed.

Wu Xie opened up the child's clothes, moved DuangDuangDuang~'s belly, and mocked: "Brother, if you continue like this, you will have no abdominal muscles in the future."

"What are abdominal muscles?" the child asked, tilting his head, as if he was confused.

"Well..." Wu Xie touched his flat belly, leaving lasagna on his face.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he didn't break it in any way?

"It's nothing." Wu Xie said in a panic, "Just think I'm farting."

"Qi Yu." The child frowned and looked at him.

"I'm too full to sleep, so let's go to the roof and watch the stars." Wu Xie stood up like a carp, turned over and sat up, and as a result, he kept coughing "cough, cough, cough".

The child's brows furrowed even more tightly, "You're sick, it's very windy outside."

"I know, but I can't sleep." Wu Xie leaned his head on the child's little chest and said coquettishly unconsciously: "Can you tell me what you were doing? Otherwise I will be too curious to sleep. Uncomfortable."

After a long time, the child muttered: "I'm going to fight."

Wu Xie's eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his head and asked, "Who did you hit?"

The child didn't dare to look at him. It took him a long time to speak with difficulty, "I beat everyone in the class."

"I'll wipe it!" Wu Xie couldn't help but cursed and shouted excitedly: "Awesome, little brother! You are too powerful, Master, did you hit me?"

Child:"……"

Wu Xie, who realized that he was too excited, coughed a few times in embarrassment, "It's okay, it's just that you did what I always wanted to do, and I was a little excited for a moment..."

Suddenly he murmured to himself: "It would be great if the school was also blown up..."

As if immersed in his own dream.

"No, no, no!" Wu Xie shook his head, "This is too unethical. You can't want to explode everything you see."

Bro:"……"

"Uncle, aren't you angry?"

"I'm so angry!" Wu Xie smacked his thigh in annoyance: "Why don't you ask me to be your cheerleader? You missed a good show, and I can finish it for you later. Although it is against the law to beat a minor , but I see it’s not illegal.”

After Wu Xie calmed down a little, the child said again: "Uncle, I didn't kill that chick..."

"Of course I know it's not you." Wu Xie looked at him strangely, "If you hadn't run away suddenly, I would have scolded that bastard a few times. Damn, what kind of scum are you? I've heard of dogs torturing cats. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone skinning a chicken, you’re a dog, you’re a scumbag!”

"Zombie! Worse than a fat man."

The child looked at Wu Xie who was cursing, and his eyes turned red unconsciously, "I thought uncle would think it was me..."

Wu Xie asked: "So you ran away?"

"Well, I don't dare to see you."

"His grandma has a leg, are you crazy? Although I saw you holding the chicken's body, I could tell with my toes that it wasn't you. I just wanted to wipe your hands with a handkerchief and let you Stop holding it, you ran away in a snap, scared me so much!" Wu Xie put his hand on his hips, pointed at the child with the other, and yelled: "Do you think you are sick? Is the trust between us so shaky? Am I, Wu Xie, a fool who believes others in just a few words? Will I not listen to your explanation? "

When Wu Xie got excited, he called out his name without even realizing it. His face turned red and his neck was thick with anger, "Brother, you are going too far! You scared me to death."

The child lowered his head and apologized softly: "I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, uncle, I know I was wrong."

Wu Xie calmed down and couldn't help coughing.

Cough cough cough...

"Bring me some water." Wu Xie said hoarsely, his throat so dry that it was almost smoking.

After drinking the water, Wu Xie felt much better, and most of the anger in his heart was gone. "You are just stupid and don't like to talk. As long as you speak, I will definitely believe everything you say. You are a dull gourd."

Wu Xie said angrily: "Don't run away without saying a word next time. I thought you wouldn't come back at that time. We have something to talk about. If there is any misunderstanding, please explain it clearly, okay?"

"Well." The child asked as if he remembered something, "Uncle, I beat them very badly, do you think I am a bad boy?"

"If you hit someone for no reason, just because you are angry and want someone to vent to, I will feel that it is inappropriate, but I will not blame you, I will only blame myself for not teaching you well." Wu Xie Xinxin said: "But who told us that Xiao Pingzi is a very kind person? I know there must be a reason for everything, so how can you be a bad boy? You have always been a very kind and upright child."

is it?

The child asked himself in his mind.

Actually not.

He was not kind and saved the child who fell into the water just because he happened to land in the pond in front of him. He looked at the shore for a long time, originally thinking that it would be good to have someone to die with him, until he saw the distance and cried to the sky. The old man came staggering to grab the land, and he went into the water to save people in the cold winter.

He also hesitated for a long time...

He had witnessed many deaths. The parents who exchanged their children for food were crying and feasting as if they were reincarnated as starving ghosts. He looked on and thought it was ridiculous and disgusting. He had the ability to save the baby. But he watched for a long time and still didn't help.

He didn't know why, he just felt it was useless.

what's the point?

Saved... there will be two more starving ghosts in the world.

The children of ordinary families were sitting in the mud puddle, talking and laughing. He looked at that kind of happiness and felt confused.

Is it really that happy?

Sometimes when he was making a blood introduction in the tomb, looking at the blood coming out of his hands, he would think that it would be better if it just drained away...

He occasionally hears rumors that although he is not a son of the clan, his blood is very pure and unique.

He just felt sick. The blood of the Zhang family in his body gave him extraordinary abilities, but he also inherited the cold-bloodedness of the Zhang family.

The suffering of the world always makes him uninterested. He lives aimlessly. Sometimes he feels that he is sick, but what is the disease specifically?

No one knows.

Until I met Qi Yu...