Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

"Do you want to avoid memory loss in the future?"

Liu Liuliu's tone was calm.

Zhang Qilin looked at him and said, "You have a way, but the Zhang family has no way."

He also did a lot of research himself, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in the clan all that time.

So he didn't believe it.

But you can try, it’s okay to try.

Hei Xia Zi also wanted to know. As long as the mute had a memory that was slightly better than that of the goldfish, he could still be saved.

He even wanted to perform a craniotomy on the mute to see if there was anything extra inside.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

"My method is very simple, accumulate virtue."

"It's not just talk that tomb robbing will damage one's virtue. From a metaphysical point of view, it's called retribution.

From a scientific point of view, if people are exposed too much to the negative energy and poisons in the tomb, they will naturally get sick, and if they encounter a strange poison, they will die.

This is only possible if you have made it up alive. Not to mention those who died down there, there is no future.

Also, how can amnesia like yours not be considered a side effect of going underground?

Those non-human beings can act on the mind.”

"People are alive, but the offspring are the ones that have problems."

"Merit is a panacea that can overcome everything."

“As for the bloodline your Zhang family thinks of, that is just a trigger. Not everyone in your Zhang family will lose their memory.

Your frequent amnesia and the things in your mind only occurred after you became the patriarch.

That is, it’s just an area we don’t understand.”

Liu Liuliu expressed his own guess, which is actually more reliable.

You can't just say it's the nuclear radiation of the meteorite. He doesn't understand that thing. Merit is easier to understand and explain.

Although Chenpi didn't really believe in this kind of thing, he did become much calmer after being with his master.

He believed that this was more due to his master's efforts than to his own merits.

But this thing, Hei Xia Zi believes, merit and virtue are as incomprehensible as his eyes.

Eji said he would have a long life.

But not everyone has it. Only those in the tribe who have eye diseases have it. This is their secret.

So their whole family was wiped out.

His eye disease became more serious every year, from being able to see during the day to being blind during the day, from not being able to see clearly at night to being able to see clearly at night, and from seeing clearly at night to being completely blind. He would die.

But ever since he started following Blackback Laoliu to kill the Japanese, his eyesight has improved and has not worsened.

"Dumb, this is believable."

It is a bit crazy to ask tomb robbers to believe in merit.

Because those who can rob tombs are those who have no idea what they are doing.

Those who know the crime and still dare to do it are committing a more serious crime, and this is what tomb robbers are talking about.

"How to do it."

Anyway, it's harmless, so Zhang Qilin thought he could give it a try. Although he has his own notes, it would be bad if he forgets even his notes one day.

Then there really is no memory.

He didn't like his empty mind with no memories.

"kill."

Chenpi had already put away the notebook, so there was no need to remember what was said today.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

"Kill who?"

"Japanese, bandits, bullies, traitors, spies, and traitors."

Zhang Qilin nodded, "Okay."

After the conversation, Hei Xia Zi pulled Zhang Qilin to sleep with him, "I have my own room."

"Even dogs don't sleep in your room."

It’s so cold and the quilt is so thin. What are you doing? Are you preparing to become an ice sculpture?

"Isn't this cotton quilt fragrant? It has just been dried in the sun and has the smell of the sun."

Zhang Qilin nodded and said, indeed.

Liu Liuliu and Chenpi also fell asleep. They were sleeping in the open air, and there was no place like home.

The materials used by the Zhang family are indeed solid, the house is of good quality, and the kang is comfortable.

When they woke up, Liu Liuliu and Chenpi went to practice swordplay as usual.

Zhang Qilin watched them practicing with swords without blinking, and he felt eager to try it.

By the time the three of them finished fighting, Hei Xia Zi's breakfast was ready.

They planned to rest for a while before setting off again.

The main reason is that Zhang Qilin is too thin. He looks like he could be the son of any one of the three of them. People generally get married early in this era, and look at Zhang Qilin's face, he still has baby fat.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

I grew up slowly, it's my fault.

He can only eat a little more, Chenpi is good.

Jie Jiu was like an old nanny who stayed behind, receiving signals from Blackback Laoliu from time to time. After a long time, she was afraid that he had died outside. His house was also taken care of by Jie Jiu.

This time it took a while, but I finally received the signal.

You're not going home anymore after hanging out like this outside.

In fact, Jie Jiu wanted to run away.

As soon as Blackback Laoliu left Changsha City, all kinds of troubles started happening.

I don’t know what happened to the Second Master’s wife, she has been sick for a long time.

As soon as Master Buddha went down the mine, he started arguing with Second Master. Second Master said he couldn't go down to the mine anymore, so Master Buddha said let him go.

For the Japanese.

Japanese:. . . . . .

Finally they went to the Crescent Hotel in Peking to buy deer grass.

If the money is not enough, I will ask him for help.

Solution 9: . . . .

To be honest, he really didn't want to pay, and his money didn't come from the wind.

He still has a sense of national pride because he spends money on Blackback Laoliu and the national anti-Japanese team.

He spent money on Buddha, auctioned off deer grass, and lost everything he had. He just wanted to say that he felt that his outlook was being lowered.

Although it’s not nice to say this, Jie Jiu still feels sorry for his money.

His money...

The Buddha is not doing his job properly.

Huo Jinxi was also in a bad mood. He went to her mine without even saying hello to her. What was going on? He looked down on the Huo family.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with Huo Jinxi disliking Zhang Qishan. Anyone would be angry if someone came in and out of someone else's territory at will and ignored the owner.

The people of Changsha miss Blackback Laoliu even more. Uncle Liu, when will you come back?

As soon as you leave, the Japanese will come.

The wolf is coming.

The other bosses are not as good. Their knives are not as sharp as yours and they are always slow.

Tanaka Ryoko:. . . . .

The people here are strange, don't be afraid of them.

Changsha people: . . . .

No surprise, we're looking at which side your neck fits.

Besides, at worst you are just the leeks in the field, and we can wait for Master Liu to come home and harvest them.

After seeing that Zhang Qilin had raised the puppies to be chubby, Liu Liuliu set off with the three cubs.

The shooting, artillery, and machine gun skills were all taught to Zhang Qilin by Hei Xia Zi, and he was as wild as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

They started killing from the north. Of course, they didn't dare to touch the large-scale army. They were not stupid. No matter how high their martial arts skills were, they were afraid of kitchen knives.

They were just like guerrillas. Those were not the enemy's guns and cannons; they were all theirs. The Japanese stole their guns and cannons, so they wanted to take them back.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces here are blessed, as supplies and guns often fall from the sky.

They thought it was a fox spirit appearing.

The four of them were acting like a tour group, eating a Japanese buffet.

Anyway, as long as it is not a large-scale force, it would be bad luck for the Japanese if a small force encounters them.

Zhang Qilin was still very enthusiastic in playing with the gun. It turned out that real-life CS was really fun. The cold-faced Zhang Qilin could hardly suppress the smile on his face. This was all due to his good deeds.