Grave Robbers' Chronicles: I am the Zhang Family Holy Infant

After dealing with Aning's matter, Wu Xie and Fatty returned to the cabin, while Lin Qingyu returned to the cabin that Aning had prepared for him alone.

Lin Qingyu woke up before dawn the next day and closed his eyes for a while in bed. He got up only when he heard the noise outside.

When they arrived at Wu Xie and his friends' cabin, Fatty and Wu Xie had already gotten up, but Wu Xie was still sitting on the bed, thinking about something. When he saw Lin Qingyu coming, a light flashed in his eyes and he quickly called him over.

"what happened?"

Lin Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed and asked. Wuxie pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"I feel like that guy Aning, or the boss behind him, is intentionally bringing us together. Although I don't have any evidence, I just have this feeling, and there have been too many things happening recently."

"First, Da Kui died, then Third Uncle disappeared, and even Pan Zi fell into a coma. And now we don't know where the oil bottle who had a fight with us is. Now the three of us are together. If it wasn't for the instructions of Aning's boss, I really can't understand why he wanted to bring us together."

"Brother Qingyu, you won't abandon me like Third Uncle did, will you?"

Wuxie's clear eyes looked straight at him, and a trace of nostalgia and reluctance flashed in Lin Qingyu's eyes. After all, he was born in Jiumen, so how could he be naive? Although the name is good, it is not suitable for Jiumen. He closed his eyes, then opened them and said.

"I can't always be here. There are so many unexpected things in life. Who can guarantee that I won't be the next one?"

Lin Qingyu said cruelly, after all, if he didn't tell him now, he would be taught this truth in the future. Lin Qingyu saw his former self in Wuxie, but he understood that since he couldn't keep this innocence, he had to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Rather than letting him gradually understand it in life, it is better to let him face the reality now. Wuxie quieted down and muttered softly again.

"Brother Qingyu is so capable, there won't be any accidents."

After hearing this, Lin Qingyu lowered his head and thought for a while before speaking to Wuxie.

"Wu Xie, remember that even a strong person has his own weaknesses, or things that can restrain him."

"I know that Brother Qingyu's weak supporter is Menyouping, but he is so powerful that he should not be a burden to Brother Qingyu. Besides, there is nothing that can restrain Brother Qingyu."

Lin Qingyu chuckled when she heard this and murmured softly.

"That's not necessarily true."

"what?"

Wuxie didn't hear clearly what Lin Qingyu just said, so she asked with some confusion.

"Nothing, let's go out for a walk."

Lin Qingyu took Wuxie out and happened to see the fat man beside the railing. The fat man also saw Lin Qingyu and the others. Wuxie took the fat man with one hand and Lin Qingyu with the other, took them to a corner, and then took out a photo.

"This was given to me by my third uncle. Look at the man above."

Wuxie was observing Lin Qingyu's expression as he spoke, and he pointed at the man in the photo, who looked exactly like Men Youping. Wuxie spoke cautiously.

"Do you think the person in this photo looks like Men You Ping? I always have a feeling that they are the same person, but this is obviously impossible. This is a photo taken by Uncle San and his team when they were doing archaeology. It's a photo from 20 years ago. How old is Men You Ping?"

Wuxie was talking to the fat man, turning his head from time to time to look at Lin Qingyu's expression, but the other person still had that nonchalant smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

"Brother Qingyu, don't you want to say something? Or do you want to ask something?"

"Need not."

"Brother Qingyu, do you know something?"

Wu Xie just asked this question and then felt a little regretful. Even if the other party knew something, he would not be able to tell it.

"I do know a little bit, but since this thing was given to you by your third uncle, he naturally wants you to check it out yourself."

"Oh."

Although Wuxie had already guessed the answer, he was still a little sad to hear this result. Damn, why did his Third Uncle always try to trick his nephew? No, he had to trick him too when he got back.

After being cleansed by Lin Qingyu's words, Wuxie finally developed a little bit of scheming.

[Huh, I finally finished coding this chapter. Ahem, Xinghe would like to say here that Wuxie’s feelings for the protagonist are the same as a younger brother’s feelings for his older brother. I hope you guys don’t misunderstand (?▽｀)ノ? And Wuxie will eventually become the Evil Emperor. But don’t worry, Pan Zi will not die. However, he will suffer a lot later. Xinghe has already thought about it. Don’t worry, it won’t be too sad.]

Whispering: This is for Xinghe, after all, Xinghe has seen Erha, 188 Boys Group, Droopy-eared Deacon, etc.