Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"Brother, this is the only way you have to go. If you live, I will live." Wu Xie pointed to a stone coffin parked in the center of the tomb, "I will hide in it and wait for you to come back." Find me, okay?"

"No." The child begged and asked, "Qi Yu, can't we die together?"

Of course not!

"Brother, what are you thinking about? If you die here and I encounter danger in the future, no one will come to save me, a loser."

Wu Xie nodded helplessly on his forehead, "Be obedient."

Holding his butt, trying to push him in.

"Don't waste your efforts." Zhang Hainan stopped him, "This hole is too small. It will be difficult to squeeze him in if he doesn't cooperate. Let's see if there are other ways."

"Uncle, don't drive me away." The child choked with red eyes, "I don't want to wait any longer."

"What if you don't come back?"

Wu Xie also knows how uncomfortable it feels to wait for someone to miss you.

"Come here." Zhang Hainan didn't know when he had opened the coffin in the center of the tomb, took out the bones wearing gold armor and casually discarded them aside, "There is water under here."

With a "swish" sound, the machete in Zhang Hainan's hand broke into two halves.

"Why are you cutting the sarcophagus with a knife?" Wu Xie asked strangely.

After taking a look over there, I realized why.

There is indeed a way out, but it is still too small for him who cannot shrink his bones.

"Forget it, I'll look for it again." Zhang Hainan threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand and said.

"Don't be ridiculous. Do you think you're buying melons? You even picked them up." Wu Xie patted his shoulder solemnly and looked into Zhang Hainan's eyes.

For the first time, Zhang Hainan knew that he could still be so connected to others.

But he would rather he didn't understand the meaning in Wu Xie's eyes.

"What's wrong?" The child had a bad premonition.

He wanted to raise his head to look at Wu Xie, but before he could raise his head, Wu Xie knocked him unconscious with a quick, accurate and severe blow from his hand.

"What a cruel attack." Zhang Hainan bared his teeth and said.

"Then what can we do? We only have one chance. If we don't faint this time, it will be difficult to knock him out again." Wu Xie hugged the child's limp body and handed it to Zhang Hainan, "Take care of him for me. "

Wu Xie saw him lingering, "Let's go! Why are you so reluctant to leave all of a sudden?"

Zhang Hainan's mouth moved a few times, making Bao Gong's dark face turn red. "Do you want to squeeze in?"

"This damn hole is less than a foot in the ground. You want to remove all my hands and feet." Wu Xie picked up the short blade that the child had used before. His hands were already covered with wounds. In the end, he only cut his own leg with a knife, and blood gurgled. Come out, he is feeding ghosts with his body.

He continued without raising his head: "Besides, do you think this tomb is difficult to find?"

Wu Xie pointed at the surging black energy and said, "At the crossroads along the way, they were guiding us here intentionally or unintentionally. Do you think we are the only ones in the Zhang family who have found this place after all these years?"

"You mean..." Zhang Hainan looked at the ghost figures in surprise, and then thought of the corpse wrapped in golden armor. He walked over and saw that the two fingers on the hair mound were still there.

"This is their game, and we are just pawns in their hands." Wu Xie raised his index finger and tapped his temple, "They..."

"Wisdom has been born."

"If no one stays here to stop these ghosts, those who leave will soon be caught up again. This is an endless cycle. Someone must voluntarily sacrifice." Wu Xie walked around the sarcophagus and used his own The blood drew a circle, but his eyes kept looking at the child.

The next time we meet, I don’t know when it will be. The time he can spend with his little brother is really too short, and his little dumpling opens up in an instant.

Wu Xie came close to Zhang Hainan, lowered his head and kissed the little brother in his arms on the cheek, and whispered: "Don't be sad."

"Okay." Wu Xie stood up and faced the group of black figures, "Let's go quickly, I won't last long."

With a few sounds of "click, click, click", Zhang Hainan, who was originally taller and more powerful than Wu Xie, shrunk in half. He took off his extra clothes, turned over and jumped into the coffin. When he was about to get into the hole, he looked back for the last time. Wu Xie, who was surrounded by black shadows, came to his senses before his heart beat again.

go away.

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"what are you doing?"

Underneath is the underground river used for drainage in Sizhou City, which is filled with a putrid smell.

But luckily there is running water.

Zhang Hainan followed the flow of the water and walked forward.

The surroundings were pitch black, with no edges visible, only a faint light source in his hand.

The unconscious man in his arms moved, suddenly jumped up, and was caught by Zhang Hainan's back collar with quick eyes and hands.

"Let me go!" The child pulled Zhang Hainan's palm hard with both hands, trying to get rid of his imprisonment, "I want to go back, please let go!"

His feet were kicking around without a fulcrum, and occasionally they would kick Zhang Hainan in the face.

"What are you going back for? Are you going to collect his body?" Zhang Hainan asked sharply.

"He's not dead!" The child stared at Zhang Hainan, tears suddenly fell from his red eyes, and he repeated with a sad expression: "He is still alive..."

You remember him.

"But he won't shrink. He can't get out. Calm down." Zhang Hainan put the person on the ground. "He finally gave you a chance to survive. Don't let his sacrifice be in vain."

The child covered his eyes with his palms, squatted on the ground, and cried silently.

Tears were like strings of pearls, rolling into his sleeves one after another, soaking his clothes.

"I have been waiting for many years, and he finally came back. Why is it at this time and here..."

The child sniffed, wiping his tears, and murmured to himself: "Why? Why is this happening...Did I make any mistakes that made him torture me like this? Isn't it good to die together... "

Zhang Hainan looked at it and couldn't bear it. Just when he opened his mouth to persuade, his mind suddenly wandered and he was confused for a moment, as if he had lost something. When he spoke again, his tone became impatient, "Where are you crying? I'm about to die. How can you still do it?" Why are you crying here when you have time?"

The child looked at his sudden 180-degree change in attitude, as if he had forgotten that person. Unable to accept this fact, the child broke down and cried.

This was the first time he felt such despair and pain, and his heart felt as if it had been hollowed out.

No one told him, could the dead Wu Xie come back again?

There was a crisp sound of "pop-".

Zhang Hainan retracted his slap impatiently and said, "If you want to die, just tell me."