Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Since that day, the relationship between the child and Wu Xie has become much closer, which makes Wu Xie very happy even if he works illegally for Zhang Qiling every day.

He has an amazingly good temper and will never curse at any time again. Zhang Qiling felt relieved a lot, but it was also a lot of eyesore.

"Can you stop the smile on your face? It will make me feel like I'm looking at a fool." Zhang Qiling couldn't bear it and complained: "From the time you sat down until now, you have laughed unconsciously no less than ten times. !Don’t you think it’s scary?”

"I don't think so!" Wu Xie retorted: "If you don't want to see it, go out. Who asked you to see it? It's not like I can't draw pictures myself, why do you need to let me go as a supervisor?"

Wu Xie rolled his eyes, disgusted as much as he wanted, and muttered casually, "There is a tumor on the upper eyelid."

Zhang Qiling asked nonchalantly, "What do you mean?"

"You're an eyesore!" Wu Xie said loudly, "Wanting to know everything will only hurt you."

"you……"

Zhang Qiling stood up angrily and knocked down the chair under him. The chair hit the ground with a loud sound.

"Bam—"

Wu Xie turned a blind eye and took the brush to moisten the belly of the pen, lowered his head to write and draw.

Zhang Qiling restrainedly closed his eyes, waved his sleeves, and left angrily.

Wu Xie looked at his back and sighed helplessly.

It’s not that I dislike you, but who makes you a member of the Zhang family? He is also a clan leader.

I am the patriarch’s nemesis.

A smile couldn't help but appear on his face again.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Laughing louder.

Zhang Qiling, who was standing in the corridor with an angry face, listened to the laughter, shook his head helplessly, and raised the corners of his lips unconsciously.

This is the only free person in the entire Zhang family.

Without annoying people to disturb him, Wu Xie's efficiency also improved sharply. After a while, he finished the work at hand and went back to find his little brother.

"Ok?"

Wu Xie opened the wooden door and found that the little person was not there. He frowned and asked curiously: "Where can I go if I'm not in the house?"

The child was originally brought here to be bled in the tomb, but now that he is with him, there is no need for bloodletting, so naturally there is nothing to do.

I usually stay in bed and read my drawing book, waiting for him to come back.

Where has this gone now?

"Knock Knock-"

Wu Xie knocked on the wooden door next door. There was a young-looking boy living here, but the age of the Zhang family could not be measured by appearance.

The reason why Wu Xie was willing to knock on this door was not only because the other person looked young, but also because of the clear stupidity in his eyes...

It looks easy to deceive...

"Zhang Haiming, do you know where 0370 went?"

"He..." Zhang Haiming blinked his big stupid eyes, listened attentively, and said to Wu Xie seriously: "It should be at the hot spring."

"Thank you."

Wu Xie patted him on the shoulder, gave him a complimentary look, and left.

"How many times have I told you, just call me Xiao Ming!" Zhang Haiming shouted dissatisfied at Wu Xie's back.

Wu Xie raised his arm and shook it perfunctorily twice to indicate that he heard.

The steps under my feet were getting faster and faster.

"Hahahahahaha..."

"..."

Wu Xie had gone to the hot spring to take a bath, and he found the hot spring in the hinterland of Changbai Mountain with ease. He could faintly hear the laughter coming from there.

Wu Xie couldn't help but curl up his lips after hearing this.

so good.

These children who have not yet been exposed to poisonous tea are still innocent in mind.

The closer he got, Wu Xie, who noticed that the laughter was wrong, gradually frowned, his steps were messy, and he started running quickly.

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In the silent room.

The little brother is holding a broom twice as tall as himself, like a hard-working little bee, cleaning inside and outside, making beds and wiping tables...

After doing all this, he had nothing to do and stood blankly in front of the door as usual, standing like a small fossil with empty eyes.

Facing the closed wooden door, I stared blankly, thinking that I was thinking about my fault in front of the wall.

Sudden.

Very slight footsteps sounded from outside the door.

The child's originally dull eyes obviously became more alert.

He climbed onto the bed with his short legs. Even with a straight face, you could feel his excitement from his hurried steps.

Picking up the book that was spread aside, he pretended to read it.

His eyes frequently glanced at the closed door.

Every time before Wu Xie came back, in order not to appear that he was very dependent on Wu Xie, he would do this.

In this way, as soon as Wu Xie opens the door, the dead silent room will become noisy.

Like sunlight shining through.

Wu Xie would praise him for being smart, ask him if he missed him, would come to hug him, and would be very happy...

It seems that only in this way, maintaining the surface indifference can make myself feel more at ease.

You see, I am not very dependent on this uncle. I am reading a book, right?

I'm not waiting for him to come back...

The immature soul is divided into two halves, and the other half is saying: He will leave you soon, don't expect forever.

Half of them said:

Miss him, miss him, miss him so much!

"Creak" sound.

The door was pushed open.

Not Wu Xie...

The child's already expressionless face became even more depressed.

Zhang Haiming opened the door and covered his ears, wondering: "0370, what are you doing? It's so noisy."

"Cleaning up." The overly happy child pursed his lips, "It's already noon."

meaning is,

The sun is shining on my buttocks,

Are you still sleeping?

"As you know, I have good ears. It's too noisy at night and I can't sleep well." Zhang Haiming blushed, and then suggested: "Look at the dust all over your body, stop sitting on the bed and why don't you take a shower? Mr. Qi is still arguing with the clan leader and will not come back so soon."

The little brother sniffed his palms suspiciously, half-pushed and half-bent on taking the clothes and left.

With a small body and meticulous steps on her short legs, the narrow and dark corridor became wider.

After finally coaxing the troublesome little guy away, Zhang Haiming yawned loudly and murmured to himself: "It's a bit cute..."

"hurry up……"

"Hahahahaha..."

Listening to the laughter coming from the hot spring, the child stopped in fear.

He looked back at the way he came.

He hesitated and stretched out his feet, wanting to step back into the darkness.

I thought of Zhang Haiming's words again.

other,

Dirty...

hesitate,

Smell yourself again.

After a long time, he seemed to make up his mind and walked in with the light in front of him.

At first it didn't attract anyone else's attention, and the child took off his clothes as he wished.

"Hey! Isn't this the sparrow that flew on the branch?"

"Why can't you give it up today?"

A group of children about seven or eight years old gathered around, pointing at the little brother, pushing this person, touching that person.

The younger brother was a whole head behind them, and his strength was very different. He was pushed and staggered forward by them.

When the other adults saw it, they just looked at it indifferently and had no intention of stepping forward to help.

However, a few pulled out their children from the crowd and hurried away.

"why are you not speaking?"

"Mute?"

"..."