Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Zhang Hainan ignored him and walked away minding his own business.

After walking a long way, I paused and looked back, not at the child, but at the deeper darkness, as if hoping that someone could come out of it.

"Weird." Zhang Hainan touched the back of his head and muttered to himself.

Who are you waiting for?

He couldn't remember either.

Looking at Xiaodian sitting there alone, Zhang Hainan couldn't help shouting: "You brat, if you don't want to die, just follow me."

It's like I have the responsibility to protect him...

Although there are no ghosts in this underground river, there are indeed forbidden corpses, and it is still full of dangers.

What happened next was so confusing that the child didn't even know how it all happened, so he was thrown into the fast water by Zhang Hainan and walked away with the current.

Zhang Hainan stayed. As far as he was concerned, leaving this child alone would not be able to stop these things. No matter what, he would die, but it was really strange that he did not bury the child with him.

When did you feel such useless compassion?

"Live well! Take my share with you." Zhang Hainan finally shouted.

The water flow was very fast, and the child was caught off guard and was kicked into the water. He drank several mouthfuls of water before he regained his balance. When he looked back, it was dark, and Zhang Hainan could no longer be seen...

The child didn't want to cry, but he couldn't control it.

Death turns out to be such a sad thing...

-

The child was washed by the water, over and over again.

There were wounds on his body caused by the rocks carried by the current.

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed like someone was pulling him in the water...

Unable to bear it, I closed my eyes, and when I woke up, the sky was bright, and I was lying on my back beside an unknown stream, feeling peaceful and peaceful.

Staring blankly at the long-lost blue sky.

It would be nice if I just died here...

The sun was dazzling, and the child's eyes were filled with sour tears as he stared directly at the sun stubbornly.

Finally he closed his eyes and took out a small pill from his mouth.

Crush with fingertips,

A strange smell came out.

But he can't...he can't die,

Once and for all,

He is happy, but those who love him will be sad.

He cannot protect his relatives when he is young, so wait until he becomes an adult to protect his future ones.

Qi Yu.

"There's someone there!"

"Someone is still alive!"

"It's so amazing, it's actually a child..."

The pills with a special smell dispersed quickly, and soon they were smelled by the tribesmen staying on the outside and came looking for them.

After the child was rescued, he was rushed to his home. Along the way, different people came to ask him questions.

Some asked about the situation in Sizhou City, and some asked how he came out alive.

But all in vain.

"I don't know." The child lowered his eyes and said softly.

"Hey - you kid..." The man who was questioning the child rolled up his sleeves angrily. Fortunately, someone on the side stopped him in time, "Forget it, let's talk about it when we get back."

"You'd better tell me the truth." The man pointed at the child's nose, said a harsh word and left.

The carriage staggered forward, but the child's soul remained here forever.

-

"Little brother?" Zhang Haiming shouted hesitantly, unable to remember why the child called him such a strange title.

"0370 You call me little brother, right?" Zhang Haiming scratched his head, "When did you pick such a strange... name?"

After finally returning to the Zhang family, the child was immediately put under strict supervision. There was an endless stream of people coming and going, almost stepping through the threshold of this small dark room. They were all people who wanted to know the secrets of Sizhou City.

Zhang Hainan was sent here by Zhang Qiling to eavesdrop.

After listening for a long time, no matter how many people came to ask questions, the child seemed to be mute and did not say a word.

Adding insult to injury, new wounds appeared on his body.

Zhang Haiming, who couldn't stand it anymore, jumped down from the roof, squatted in front of the child, scratched his cheek, and said in embarrassment: "You child, why are you so stubborn? Tell us the information you know, so that we can reduce our troubles in the future. Casualties and casualties. We are all a family. Our Zhang family itself is sparsely populated, so you can rest assured that we will never kill people and silence them after we have collected useful information..."

Zhang Haiming was stared at by the child's dark eyes, and his voice became softer and quieter until he could no longer hear him.

"Even if they want to do this, I will be the first to refuse!" Zhang Haiming raised three fingers and swore: "I promise! I will never burn bridges."

"Besides, if I agree, the clan leader will definitely not agree either." Zhang Haiming muttered to himself.

They didn't know why, but they were unconsciously close to this child.

It’s weird.

Seeing that the child had not spoken, Zhang Haiming asked uncertainly: "You are not mute, are you?"

Could it be that he went out and was poisoned and became mute?

The child finally spoke, with two short words, "No."

Ah-

Good guy, so cold.

Zhang Haiming's sensitive ears twitched. He covered his ears because he was too noisy, frowned and said to the child: "If you know something, just tell it quickly. Don't hide it, and you will suffer less."

After saying that, he walked away.

Soon a large number of people poured into the small woodshed, filling the few spaces in the room.

"Boy, I heard that you have a tough mouth?" The leader spoke in a rough voice and seemed to be untouchable.

He fiddled with the iron ring in his hand, and it made a crisp sound. Hanging underneath was a rusty broadsword, but there was a faint red light on the blade.

This has been marinated in blood.

"Ding~" The sound of the tip of the knife hitting the ground sounded. The man held the big knife and looked at the child fiercely. He smiled and said, "I want to see whether it is your mouth or my knife that is stronger."

"Hahahaha..." The people around burst into laughter.

"The Eighth Elder is mighty!"

"Okay! Well said!"

As expected, there are flatterers all the time. The child looked away disdainfully, turning a blind eye to the tip of the knife dangling in front of his eyes.

He is no longer afraid of these things.

but,

He is not afraid of death, but for Wu Xie, he wants to live even more.

and so……

"I don't want to tell you, let Zhang Qiling come." The child compromised.

Little did he know that this happened to make someone feel that he had been put down, and he became furious, "You little brat, you really don't know how high the sky is!"

"That's unreasonable! Are you able to see our clan leader whenever you want? You don't even know what use you have. You really don't know how high the world is."

"Teach him a lesson!" Zhang Haiwan ordered, and the minions around him slowly stepped forward while gearing up.

"Wait!"

It was Zhang Haiming's voice.

The crowd dispersed to both sides, revealing the tall and straight figure with its head spread out.

Zhang Qiling: "I heard that you are looking for me?"