From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

The young man put on his hat, lowered his head and tightened the bottle, as if refusing to communicate.

Hei Xiazi laughed awkwardly, raised his head and looked at the golden tent top that was emitting a golden glow, "This tent is built to my liking. I give you a thumbs up for your aesthetic taste."

This is definitely not the aesthetic taste of a dumb person, it can only be Mo Jiu's. This unique hobby, like a blind person, should be praised.

Just as Hei Xia Zi thought, Mo Jiu showed a proud expression on his face and gave Hei Xia Zi a look that said, "It looks good, right? My aesthetic."

"It looks good, it looks good. Do you have any more Xiaojiu? Xiaxia... Hey..." Heixiazi gave Mo Jiu a look that said you know what I mean, and then put on a sly and flattering smile again.

Mo Jiu suddenly woke up and shook his head, "You are changing the subject again. Tell me, did you take the little brother to do something? Why are you afraid of the organization?"

Seeing that he couldn't get around the topic, Hei Xia Zi reached out and touched the tip of his nose, and kicked the foot of the guy who was pretending to be dead.

The young man moved his foot to the side, avoiding Heixiazi's feet, and silently moved to the other side of the chair. He gave Heixiazi a look whose meaning was very clear.

He doesn't know, he has amnesia, he doesn't remember.

The corner of Hei Xia Zi's mouth twitched. This mute was very vicious. He didn't believe that the other mute was so capable without helping him recover his memory.

The mute simply didn't want to speak and let Mo Jiu laugh at him for becoming a wanted criminal.

There was no way. Hei Xia Zi faced Mo Jiu's curious and doubtful eyes, and was hesitant and did not dare to meet Mo Jiu's big eyes.

"Well, I accidentally killed someone and was put on the wanted list."

"Bad guy?"

The young man raised his head and pursed his lips slightly, staring at Hei Xia Zi with expressionless eyes, as if he was watching a show.

Zhang Qiling was standing aside, staring at Hei Xia Zi silently, waiting for his next words.

Hei Xia Zi was stared at by these two pairs of identical eyes. He wanted to curse in his heart, but he couldn't beat either of them.

Oh oh... A dumb person has eight hundred ideas, and two dumb people have one thousand six hundred ideas. They just watch the blind show.

Seeing that Hei Xia Zi was holding back and didn't want to say anything, Mo Jiu immediately understood that there must be something big going on here.

"Tell me quickly, Xiaojiu promises not to laugh at you."

Hei Xiazi's face turned dark instantly. The little one was even more excessive and said directly that he wanted to watch the show.

The young man and Zhang Qiling listened to Mo Jiu's words, lowered their heads slightly, and the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

"Mr. Zhang, you are also involved in this matter. You can't just pretend that nothing happened just because the blind man is the only one on the wanted list, right? You tell us."

The black blind man shamelessly rubbed in front of the young man and said threateningly, "Anyway, the blind man couldn't say such an embarrassing thing."

Mo Jiu blinked his big eyes, looking at this and then at that.

"Did you steal the organization's cultural relics?"

Hei Xia Zi shook his head violently. He did things with principles. How could he possibly touch things belonging to the organization?

"Young man." Mo Jiu's clear eyes fell on the young man.

The young man turned his head and reached out to lower the brim of his hat.

Zhang Qiling saw the intention of cursing from the little brother's slightly exposed side face. He couldn't help but have a hint of amusement in his eyes, and stared at the little brother with cold eyes.

The young man felt his gaze and suddenly turned his head to stare at Zhang Qiling.

Even though he was discovered, Zhang Qiling remained calm and continued to stare at the young man.

Seeing that he ignored her when she called him "younger brother", Mo Jiu turned her head and looked at Hei Xia Zi again, "Xia Xia, I just learned a spell and haven't used it yet. Why don't you try and see if it works?"

Hei Xia Zi trembled and said, "No... no need for that, right?"

Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, stretched out a finger and drew a circle in the air, "Draw a circle..."

"I say, there is no need to waste our lovely little Jiujiu's circle." Hei Xiazi immediately reached out and held Mo Jiu's fingers, smiling and flattering.