Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Taking advantage of the darkness, the boy returned to the place where they settled, carrying a huge package.

He removed the barrier at the entrance of the cave and jumped in.

Someone was guarding below, and when he saw this, he said: "Brother, you are back? What do you have here?"

He stepped forward to take the package that the young man was carrying. The full package was filled with guns and ammunition that he had looted.

"Cool~" the man smiled.

The little brother didn't exchange too many greetings with him. After handing the things to him, he went to find the group of people who had been rescued.

In the cold, damp tomb passage, there were not enough beddings for the wounded, so everyone sat on the floor and leaned against the cold stone wall.

Zhang Haiming was seriously injured this time, with blood all over his head and face, and several bullet holes in his body from which bullets had been removed...

They didn't have anesthesia, so they had to bite the gauze and carry it.

Xiaocui was squatting next to him and bandaging him.

The younger brother then walked over and asked, "Uncle Ming, how are you doing? Is it okay?"

Zhang Haiming, who was somewhat drowsy due to excessive blood loss, opened his eyes with some effort. When he saw it was him, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, opened and closed his mouth, and mouthed: "You're back?"

"Yeah." The younger brother sat down next to him and said to Xiaocui, "I'll do it."

Xiaocui's eyes were red, and she had obviously just cried. Hearing this, he shook his head stubbornly, "I'll do it, Uncle Ming was injured so badly because of me."

fine,

Zhang Haiming said silently with his mouth.

Xiaocui didn't see it because she was lowering her head to bandage him, so Zhang Haiming pushed her gently, and when she looked over, he said it again.

It's fine,

You are a girl, you cannot be bullied by them.

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Cui choked and nodded heavily. She couldn't help but turn her head and wipe the wet ends of her eyes. She bit her lower lip and tried to restrain her tears before turning back and continuing to bandage Zhang Haiming.

The younger brother went to get a bowl of freshly cooked hot porridge for Zhang Haiming, "Let's have something to eat."

Because conditions did not allow them, the "bowl" and "spoon" used to serve the porridge were all made from local materials and came from the burial objects brought by the owner of the tomb.

This weird combination of using a gold pipe as a spoon and a three-legged stove as a bowl really makes people laugh.

The poor can only use antiques.

Zhang Haiming moved his fingers and said silently to the little brother: I will do it myself.

The younger brother ignored it and just kept stirring the scalding hot porridge with his golden pipe to dissipate the heat.

"Don't be brave." The little brother held up the "spoon" and pointed it at Zhang Haiming's mouth.

(ps: Wu Xie will definitely scream and drink a lot of vinegar when he sees it.

You haven't even fed me! ! ! )

Zhang Haiming was helpless, how could he smoke this pipe?

Could it be that you pursed your lips, inhaled, and slurred?

The younger brother frowned, as if he felt a little embarrassed.

These two grown men were really so curt even in showing concern.

Xiaocui shook her head helplessly, "Brother, I'll do it."

He took the three-legged stove from the little brother's hand, held the bottom of the stove, and fed it to Zhang Haiming bit by bit.

Brother, over the years,

In the eyes of the people who had been with Wu Xie, he grew into a strong, brave, silent and kind man!

But in the eyes of other people who have nothing to do with Wu Xie, they only think that he is a cold-faced murderer who is moody and angry...

Brother, he mainly plays a double standard o(′^｀)o

I don't want to deal with anyone who has nothing to do with Wu Xie.

He protects his shortcomings,

But only protect the people Wu Xie cares about...

Maybe Qi Yu didn't care much about these people, but he just didn't want Qi Yu, who suddenly returned after many years, to look around without knowing...

Wu Xie values ​​​​love and righteousness. Except for himself who does not admit it, everyone else can see it at a glance.

A few days passed,

Zhang Haiming's injuries have also improved a lot. The reason why the Zhang family is often arrested for research is inseparable from their strong self-healing ability. As long as it is not a fatal injury that leads to immediate death, they can survive it.

How could such a miraculous physique and blood not fascinate those believers who pursue immortality?

The group of foreigners had rescued the hostages and looted food and firearms. Naturally, they would not let them go easily and carried out a carpet search day and night.

Let the little brother and the others can only go out in the dark to stretch their muscles, spy on intelligence, and look for food...

They have to hide in the tomb during the day and not attract attention.

Surrounded by tall bushes, Zhang Haiming stretched out his arms and took a leisurely walk.

I used to stay in the tomb for several months without feeling suffocated, but now I was surrounded by people and had to hide in the tomb. After only staying there for a few days, I felt suffocated.

The little brother was sitting on a tall tree branch in the distance, staring into the distance in silence.

That slender and lonely back made the surrounding air seem quiet.

This kid is really...

It's the same as sealing the heart and locking love.

Zhang Haiming shook his head helplessly, stretched his arms, shook his legs, and walked slowly to the tree where his brother was sitting.

His voice has been broken since then and he couldn't speak, so he had to pat the tree trunk with his hand in an attempt to attract the little brother's attention.

No reason,

So he lowered his head to find a stone, and knocked the tree trunk with the stone.

"dong dong dong"

This time, the little brother finally found him, looked down at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I also want to go up and get some air, please give me a hand." Zhang Haiming said through lip language.

Couldn't Zhang Haiming come up on his own?

Come up,

Even with his injuries, he could easily climb a tree.

He just wanted to find a reason to talk to the little brother. After all, that lonely figure was really heartbreaking to see.

Although the younger brother felt strange, he still listened to the elders' words. He jumped down and easily carried Zhang Haiming up on his back.

(Wu Xie bit his handkerchief in anger╰_╯: I was not the first person to carry it!)

No wonder you always like to go up there to enjoy the breeze. Sure enough, you can stand high and see far.

Even I feel a lot more refreshed.

Zhang Haiming said with a smile.

The Zhang family have all learned lip reading, so even if Zhang Haiming is unable to make a sound, they can communicate with each other without any barriers.

The younger brother didn't respond and looked at the moon above his head in silence.

As time goes by, what remains of Zhang Haiming, a once optimistic and cheerful boy, is restrained and gentle.

What is left in the little brother is the edge.

Just like the black gold ancient sword on his back, it is full of sharpness, and it is a sharp blade when it is unsheathed...

Zhang Haiming looked gently at the clansmen around him who were hanging around in twos and threes. These people were the future of the Zhang family.

One of his ears is also broken, which makes it difficult for him to hear what they are saying in the distance, but he is optimistic that this is good, at least he no longer has to worry about overly sensitive ears.

No more staying up all night because of other people’s voices.

But looking at it,

He suddenly realized that they seemed to be missing one person.

He looked at the younger brother in confusion, frowned and said:

Brother, we seem to have left Mr. Qi behind.

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