Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to speak.

Zhang Qiling stepped forward step by step, his face sullen and angry. He clearly had no expression, but it just made people feel that he was angry.

"Clan leader..." Just as Zhang Haiwan opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Zhang Qiling waving his hand, "Everyone, please go out first."

"Hey!" Before Zhang Haiwan could protest, he was pulled out by his younger brother.

Zhang Haiming closed the door thoughtfully outside and thought a little:

Anyway, I can hear it from outside~

Zhang Qiling knelt down, untied the rope for the child, and said as if reminiscing: "I had nothing to do the past few days, so I wanted to go for a walk for no reason. Somehow, I ended up in a small courtyard. Do you think it's strange? This courtyard has always been there, but I can't remember who lives in it. I asked several nearby families and they couldn't remember any of them."

"It wasn't until Hai Ming told me that there was a child living inside, that is you 0370, that I suddenly remembered that I do seem to know you, should I call you little brother?

But why? You are not a big shot, so why are you so familiar and strange to me? Why can you, a child with no one to protect you, be able to monopolize a courtyard, but no one ever thinks this is unreasonable? "

"It's like..." Zhang Qiling pointed at his head with a smile, "Someone is asking us to deliberately forget these unreasonable things to forget a person."

The child's eyes widened slightly in surprise, "You...remembered?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head. He must have been tired from squatting. He sat cross-legged and looked at the child with his chin on his head. At this moment, he looked a little kind. "I should have remembered it, but I forgot it the day before yesterday..." .I was thinking, he left again, right?"

Someone can prove that Qi Yu is not the protector he imagined. It should be something that should make him happy, but at this juncture, the child is not happy at all.

The long eyelashes trembled uneasily, and it took a long time before he softly said "Yeah", "But he is gone again... I am very happy that you can remember him, at least now I am not the only one who remembers him." ”

"Really?" Zhang Qiling tilted his head and looked at him, "But your expression is uglier than crying."

"There are many drawings of mechanisms in my room. They are unique and magical. I used to wonder how these things appeared in my room out of thin air. Now that I think about it, someone who knows so many subtle mechanisms must also be a smart person. If he is willing to risk his life for you, then you..." Zhang Qiling raised the child's chin, looked directly into his eyes, and said word by word: "It's worth it."

"Live well." Zhang Qiling stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't let him down. It's a great blessing in life that someone is willing to risk his life to save you."

After Zhang Qiling went out, it was bustling outside, and it was obvious that someone was protesting.

Soon, Zhang Haiming came in and sent him home.

"Where is your family?"

The child froze for a moment, "I...have no family."

Zhang Haiming left in confusion. When he left, he was still wondering, weren't there two people living in this house?

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The day went by as usual. The child couldn't sleep that day. When he climbed to the roof to get some air, he suddenly discovered that there was already a person lying there on the roof.

"Why are you here?" the child asked.

"I can't sleep." Zhang Qiling bent his legs and rested his head on one hand. He didn't feel strange when he saw the child. He laughed at himself: "Tell me about it again. If you think about it, you will forget it the next day. It makes me a little anxious.”

"it is good."

Perhaps ordinary people really can't resist the power of the bronze door. No matter how hard Zhang Qiling tries, he can only continue to forget.

Life is about constantly remembering and forgetting. I often stand in front of the door unconsciously with lunch in my hand. But why I came and who I came to give it to, I can’t remember. Sometimes I think I’m here to see a child. Brother's...

Disorganized memories are really frustrating.

This is not

The child had just finished telling him about Wu Xie's deeds during the day, and Zhang Qiling, who was afraid that he would be confused if he slept, decided not to sleep at all.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. I will remember it." For a long time, silence passed between the two of them before the child persuaded him: "You have more important things to do. The memory disorder has affected your normal life."

"You have a lot to worry about at a young age. Don't worry, I know it well.

Others only see the scenery of our Zhang family, but they don’t know that the Bronze Gate is both an opportunity and a trap. I have been looking for a way to break the situation. "

"People always need to learn to fight, although we are not human beings." Zhang Qiling rarely winked playfully, "Let's go, sweet dreams."

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Time passes quietly in the training day after day.

The growing pains caused by the young man's stripping too fast are also tormenting him every day.

But this is nothing compared to the pain of constantly breaking bones to regenerate in order to grow a mound finger, and the suffocating feeling of being locked in a box after shrinking the bones.

"Have you packed it?" Someone looked in outside and saw that the younger brother had already packed his luggage, so he said, "Let's go then."

The younger brother nodded silently.

The decline of the Zhang family was sudden and rapid.

A large number of Zhang family members disappeared for no reason. Without the patriarch's token, Zhang Qiling's dignity declined rapidly. Therefore, it was urgent to get the patriarch's token back.

But in the end, only a few of their juniors were willing to go.

"Clan leader!"

"Why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling was waiting for them at the gate, and several young people shouted flattered.

Zhang Qiling nodded slightly to them: "You are all brave. Thank you for your willingness to stand up at this time..."

"this is what we are supposed to do."

"Yeah!"

Several people replied in a hurry.

Zhang Qiling looked at the child standing silently at the end.

His childishness has faded away, and his calm face has the unique energy of a young man.

"You are all still children... If you chicken out in the end, it doesn't matter. No one will blame you. You can completely change your place."

"I know! Don't worry, patriarch."

"Clan leader, we are not afraid for you."

"Yeah......"

After all, they were young and couldn't stop talking once they started talking. Zhang Qiling looked at them lovingly.

They are still just a bunch of kids.

"On behalf of myself, I really want to thank you. You must, must pay attention to safety. I am waiting for you to come back at home."

"it is good!"

When the younger brother passed by Zhang Qiling, he heard him sigh, "Why do you have to go there again? He is no longer there, you know."

The younger brother looked ahead, his voice determined and confident, "If I don't go, they will definitely die. If I go, they can still have a chance of survival. No one can find the token except me."

"You brat, you're not afraid of being laughed at." Zhang Qiling smiled and flicked his forehead, "You have always been the best. I believe in you and come back alive."

"Yes." The child nodded, looking more calm and reliable than the clan leader.

Zhang Qiling shook his head helplessly, not knowing who he was following, "Little old-fashioned."

"You kids, remember to listen to the little old-fashioned guy, do you understand?"

Zhang Qiling shouted to several people, unconsciously shouting out the nickname in his heart, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

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