Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

Jinnian stood there quietly, like an exquisite statue, but the flying hair around her broke the tranquility.

The hair was like living silk threads, each strand was of different thickness, and they did not seem to be born at the same time. Instead, they seemed to have been maliciously pieced together to make up the number, and now they were dancing freely in the air.

They were wrapped around Jinnian's calves through his thin pants, like a lover's gentle caress, yet with a bit of aggressiveness, outlining the curve of his calves.

The hair was tangled a little too tightly, like a malicious restraint, leaving faint red marks on his legs. The red marks under his pants looked like the marks left by a demon's gentle nibbling, and they were particularly glaring on his fair skin.

Jinnian frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

But he did not panic, he just watched quietly to see what the other party wanted to do, because he did not feel that the hair posed any big threat, it was just wrapped around his calves. Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head and shifted his gaze to look at the two people opposite.

Zhang Rishan on the opposite side had a stern look in his eyes, like a cheetah spotting its prey, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

The knife in his hand flashed with a cold light, like the warm sun in winter penetrating the ice, cold and dazzling. The muscles in his arm tensed in an instant, the blue veins bulged slightly, and the knife in his hand accurately picked up the hair.

Each of his movements was clean and neat, without any delay. As he raised his hand and slashed with the knife, the hair was cut through like a fragile spider web, making a slight "hissing" sound and falling to the ground like withered petals. It did not cause any major problems to Jinnian, but only left a red mark inside his pants that was invisible to others, showing his presence.

The hair monster was now limp on the ground, like a pool of mud that had lost its vitality, no longer having its previous arrogance.

Most of its hair that were originally dancing wildly were now motionless, with only a few strands still twisting weakly, as if making their last struggle, bouncing from time to time.

The hair monster's body was paralyzed, but those few strands of hair were like the waving arms of a drowning person, waving weakly but unwillingly, and trying to entangle Jinnian again. It looked as if it knew that its life was coming to an end, and it was unwilling but helpless, exuding an aura of despair.

Qi Tiezui's eyes seemed to be nailed down. He stared at this side nervously without blinking, watching the floating hair nervously.

Everything that happened tonight was like a thrilling nightmare to him, and every moment was mercilessly striking his fragile nerves.

His eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets, and his funny little round glasses were about to fall off due to his violent movements. He reached out in panic to support them, but his fingers trembled slightly due to excessive nervousness, leaving a few blurry fingerprints on the lenses.

On the forehead, fine beads of sweat continued to seep out, and after gathering into bean-sized beads of sweat, they slowly slid down the cheeks, leaving a trail of wet marks on the dusty face.

Originally, Qi Tiezui's hands were so nervous that he didn't know where to put them. He clenched Zhang Rishan's arms tightly like two pliers, and his knuckles turned white due to the force. But now that Zhang Rishan was over, he seemed to have suddenly lost his support. He waved his hands in the air in panic, and finally grabbed his own arms with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to embed his arms into his body to relieve the tension.

He looked across nervously, and the moment he saw that Jinnian was fine, Qi Tiezui seemed to be under a spell. His face, which was originally a little disheveled due to nervousness and dust, was instantly filled with a smile.

That smile was as bright as the midday sun, and like a dazzling sunflower blooming in the wilderness, and every smile wrinkle was filled with happiness.

He walked towards Jinnian with a smile on his face, his steps were brisk, and there was a cunning light flashing in his eyes, like an old fox who had succeeded in his conspiracy. His slightly narrowed eyes and upturned mouth corners did not show any worry at all.

The tension just now seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.

Before Qi Tiezui's cheerful footsteps approached Jinnian, Jinnian frowned slightly, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, his fair hand was slightly bulging with unnoticeable blue veins, and he pushed his palm hard on Qi Tiezui's face. Jinnian didn't use much strength, but Qi Tiezui came forward with full strength.

Qi Tiezui's face was squeezed out of shape, and his facial features were a little distorted. Jinnian stretched out his other hand forward and held Qi Tiezui's body at an arm's length away from him, preventing him from moving forward at all.

Qi Tiezui looked aggrieved, his lips pouting unconsciously, and his eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, were now full of resentment, like a small animal that had been ruthlessly abandoned by its owner.

He looked at Jinnian pitifully, his eyes full of innocence. He struggled to move forward, trying to get closer to Jinnian, his body slightly leaning forward, his neck stretched out.

He said flatteringly, "Young master, I'm just worried about you. You don't know how thrilling it was just now. My heart almost jumped out of my throat." As he spoke, he patted his chest with his hand, as if he was afraid.

Jinnian raised his eyebrows, which were raised high. He snorted and said, "Are you worried now? Why didn't you worry about me just now? You ran much faster than me. I almost thought you were going to leave me there!" The two snorts from Jinnian seemed to burn Qi Tiezui.

Qi Tiezui laughed awkwardly a few times, and when he got close, he felt a creepy sensation on his back, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

When he lowered his head subconsciously, he saw a big-eyed boy under Jinnian's collar. He didn't know when he got in and was looking at him.

The big-eyed boy's big round eyes turned around and stared at him straight, without any expression, but there seemed to be some malice hidden in his eyes, at least that's what Qi Tiezui felt.

The eyes were like a deep black hole, as if they were going to suck his soul in. Qi Tiezui shuddered with fear, his body trembling violently as if he had been electrocuted. He pointed at Big Eyes and stammered to Jinnian, "Where did this... this thing come from? How did it appear again? It scared me! Do you really want to raise it?"

After Jinnian realized what was happening, she rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "It's obviously always been here, don't make a fuss, Master Ba." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone and his brows were slightly furrowed. After seeing it so many times, Master Ba still wasn't used to it. But he wasn't used to it either, so that was normal.

But speaking of what happened just now and Qi Tiezui's reaction just now, it was impossible for Jinnian to not be angry, but it seemed to be in line with Mr. Ba's usual style, making it impossible to complain.

Zhang Rishan waved the dagger and blew gently, and the hair on it fell off. The dagger drew a graceful arc in the air, and a cold light flashed on it. The cold light flickered in the mist like a twinkling meteor.

The dagger in his hand was like a part of his body. After completing its mission, he put away the knife swiftly. Then he turned his wrist slightly, as if he was not satisfied, and the knife obediently returned to his hand. The dagger reflected a cold light in his hand, as if it was also excited about the battle just now.

He bent down slightly and squatted. He carefully inserted the dagger into the strap on his calf. The leather texture of the strap was faintly shiny in the mist. It slid in without any hesitation, making a swish sound.

After inserting the dagger, he stood up and walked to Jinnian. Jinnian stood there quietly, still holding the dagger given by Zhang Rishan in his hand, holding the handle tightly, for fear of accidentally hurting himself or others, so he only dared to hold it and didn't even swing it a few times.

This thing was too unfamiliar to him. At first glance, it was not as familiar as a brick.

Zhang Rishan untied the strap around his waist. The strap had a unique texture on it and was probably custom-made. He gently picked up the strap and looked at the person.

Zhang Rishan approached Jinnian, and the distance between them instantly shortened, so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Jinnian stood there cooperatively, slightly turning his head to reveal his slender and white neck. His movements were natural, like a very well-behaved little animal.

Zhang Rishan lowered his head and concentrated on the movements of his hands. His warm breath sprayed on Jinnian's neck, with a faint, indescribable scent. It smelled good, but made Jinnian feel itchy. Unfortunately, because of the strange hair, there was a faint stink around, so Jinnian didn't dare to take a few more breaths. He could only move closer silently, bury his head in the other's shoulder, and take a deep breath, trying to suppress the stink coming from under his feet.

Her neck was so itchy and hot that Jinnian raised her shoulders slightly, trying to ease the strange feeling. She did not avoid the other person's approach.

Zhang Rishan pressed his chin on his shoulder, which was a somewhat intimate action. He put his hands around Jinnian's body and carefully tied the straps behind his waist. His fingers flexibly shuttled between the straps and quickly got the straps stuck in. Mainly because he had never done this for others before, his movements were still a little unfamiliar.

After tying it, Jinnian straightened her hips to prevent the thing around her waist from falling off, because the belt was too wide, and it seemed like a huge thing for Jinnian's slender waist.

His waist was too thin to support it, and the belt kept falling down. He could only maintain such a stiff posture to hold the belt. He couldn't help but use his free hand to support it and hold it.

Zhang Rishan looked at his embarrassment, a smile flashed in his eyes. After carefully measuring with his eyes, he moved closer again, put his chin in the crook of his neck, put the belt around him, and adjusted it for Jinnian again.

His movements became gentler, and after becoming proficient, he still took his time, slightly adjusting the tightness of the straps with his fingers to make sure it was neither too tight to make Jinnian uncomfortable, nor too loose to lose its effect.

After finishing, Zhang Rishan held Jinnian's hand. His hand wrapped around Jinnian's hand, warm and powerful. He led the other's hand and put the knife into the other's waist step by step.

During this process, the two figures intertwined in the mist. The picture of one tall and one short was particularly warm, but Qi Tiezui, who was standing next to them, felt jealous and asked, "Are you two flirting?"

Jinnian touched the hard object on his waist and turned his head in confusion: "What is flirting?"

"........................"

Qi Tiezui laughed awkwardly, forgetting that this was still a kid. Second Master didn't look like someone who could teach these words. He was careless... He wouldn't have said it earlier. The adjutant next to him looked like he wanted to kill him.

"Well, I was just kidding. When are we leaving? If we don't leave now, will we still be able to eat pork knuckles?"

Zhang Rishan ignored Qi Tiezui's attempt to change the subject. He sneered, kicked the hair monster under his feet, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile.

He glanced at Qi Tiezui, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Eight, you choose first?" His voice was low and a little magnetic, and it echoed unclearly in the fog.

Qi Tiezui looked up at him lazily and picked his ears. His movements were a bit careless. He didn't hear clearly what the other person said, but he saw the movements clearly. However, he still pretended that he didn't hear: "What the hell?" His eyes were full of confusion and he tilted his head. It really looked like that. If it was Jinnian, he would definitely believe it and would patiently say it again to him, but Zhang Rishan didn't indulge anyone.

Fortunately, Zhang Rishan looked at Jinnian next to him and did not intend to embarrass him. Instead, he was patient and explained to him with a smile: "Choose one to take away. The young master is frail, and it's not good for the Eighth Master to bully a child, right?" There was obviously a hint of provocation in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

"hehe..............."

Qi Tiezui reacted and realized that they wanted him to carry the "corpses". He looked down at the two things in front and behind him, and originally thought that he was going to be "beaten" again.

Around him, there was a shadowy man. Although he was already unconscious, he looked heavy. His huge body was like a small hill, and his clothes were torn in several pieces. Qi Tiezui saw that his muscles were about to burst. Every muscle was like hard stone, full of power, and the lines were like those carefully carved by a sculptor. It was obvious that he had practiced well. Qi Tiezui felt that he was going to be crushed just by looking at him.

The other one was still under Jinnian's feet. He was very quiet, but his jet-black hair was really restless. It stretched out from time to time. Those hairs were like countless little black snakes, twisting in the air, emitting a gloomy breath. Qi Tiezui felt creepy and got goose bumps just by looking at him. Although the other party was listless now and didn't even have the strength to wave his hair, it didn't stop Qi Tiezui from being afraid.