Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Zhang Qilin’s memory is a time bomb.

So Bai Ma gave Zhang Qilin all kinds of tonics for free.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Grandma's pills were so big that they almost choked him to death, but he still bit them open and swallowed them one bite at a time.

Bai Ma nodded with satisfaction, "One more."

The official stepped back immediately. I don’t know what kind of evil taste my mother has. She likes to stuff meatballs into her own people instead of giving others medicine.

Although this is essence, can the essence be smaller? Such a big piece can be eaten as a meal.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

Maternal love seems to be able to change. His loving mother, after getting to know him, gradually becomes a little casual.

A little different from the appearance.

In order to avoid any problems, Qiu Mu, with Bai Ma's consent, refined the Bai Ma under the ice into a small pendant and hung it around Zhang Qilin's neck.

"Now you have two more mothers to protect you. Don't hurt yourself. Your mother is watching over you."

One alive and one dead hanging around his neck, Zhang Qilin was very satisfied.

Get the portable mom!

This saves others from discovering that there are two Baimas.

The white marble on the neck is lifelike, crystal clear and yet warm. Yes, this thing maintains a constant temperature and humidity.

You deserve to have Bai Ma's super warm baby. At critical moments, it can grow bigger when you hold it in your hand and be used as a weapon to hit the enemy.

She's still solid.

Real mother protection!

I'll let my mom beat you!!!

Zhang Qilin would also go hunting with Xiaoguan and Black Glasses. He found that Black Glasses was very similar to the blind man, except that he was more naive than the blind man, was much less wary, and loved to play tricks on people.

It looks like it's well maintained.

It's great to have a backer.

Hei Xia Zi's vigilance is no less than Zhang Qilin's, and may be even stronger, which allows him to be so innocent and unscrupulous.

It’s not mother Bai Ma. Bai Ma doesn’t have that ability yet.

So this is what they call Qiuqiu, the autumn evening.

There is a huge fox in the painting, so it is very likely that this is Qiu Mu's true identity.

People in Northeast China believe in family spirits, so Zhang Qilin doesn't find it strange. It's not uncommon for animals to become spirits, but few people have encountered them.

They were raised by Qiu Mu as his cubs.

I have no idea what to do with myself for being quiet. What can I do? I can't beat myself up.

He doesn't have this hobby.

If the days passed like this, Zhang Qilin would be very satisfied.

At night, the extra inn was still noticed by the Wang family who were keeping watch.

But it doesn’t matter. Even if Zhang Qilin looked unhappy and wanted to kill someone, he didn’t even have the chance to do it.

He actually saw the dogs barking every time his mother whipped them.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Even Xiaoguan and Black Glasses were killed smoothly, and their bodies were dragged out to feed the wolves.

The two of them were not satisfied and kept killing people from several hills.

The Wang family is very familiar to them.

There is no need to identify them, you can recognize them at a glance, just like recognizing a Japanese person, it's a memory ingrained in your bones.

Zhang Qilin had his shoulders held down by Qiu Mu from the very beginning and was unable to move.

"Little kid, just watch carefully and have a good rest. Your injuries haven't healed yet. They can take care of it."

"Don't worry."

Qiu Mu is very confident in the children he taught.

The circle represents strength.

Just kill them to scare them away.

The Kangba tribe also came out after hearing the noise, hunting down the Wang family, and they also came to help.

When he saw the chubby Zhang Qilin, he staggered and almost died of fright.

Petty Officer: . . . .

Another group of tasteless people.

The man with black glasses was laughing to death. As the diplomatic ambassador of the inn, he went to communicate. Just like that, three days and three nights passed, and there was no member of the Wang family on the hills.

Zhang Qilin was originally worried about why they didn't come back and whether something had happened.

Looking at the calm looks of Bai Ma and Qiu Mu, he knew he was overthinking.

Bai Ma forced him to take a medicinal bath.

Supervisor Qiu Mu.

Looking at Qiu Mu who was looking at him with eyes that looked fragile, Zhang Qilin wanted to close his eyes and look at the sky.

He is not.

he's good.

He is very powerful.

The amazing Zhang Qilin was fed saliva and stuffed with a piece of candy. His cheeks were puffy and he looked a little cute.

There was still steam coming out of his head, and it looked a bit like a glutinous rice ball.

Not as pale and fleshless as it was at the beginning.

After solving the Wang family's problem, they wanted to know Zhang Qilin's past.

I feel embarrassed to poke people's scars, but it's no good to always have a shitty plaster.

Moreover, Zhang Qilin always avoids the main point and says that he is fine.

I know he won't say it.

Qiu Mu has a way. As long as he agrees, they can share memories hand in hand.

He knew that Zhang Qilin was also curious about their world.

So he really couldn't refuse this.

The main thing is that his own memory is fragmentary and vague. He has memories but they are often lost in pieces.

The official carried family portraits with him, and when he passed by a lama temple, he asked the old lama to draw pictures for them, and he would come and get them when the time came.

Old Lama: . . . .

Can I refuse? This is a forced sale and he doesn't even want to pay.

Although I have a camera, I still like the old lama's handmade paintings, they are so pure.

So even after getting a camera, the petty official still did not stop harming the old lama and still asked an old man to draw a family portrait for them. This time there was one more person, making a family of five.

Looking at the photo, the old lama who was asked to enlarge the portrait one to one was torn. What are so many people doing?

But he also understood that it was not Zhang Qilin who was beaten, but his family who came.

Could it be that Bai Ma gave birth to twins and she hid one of them?

But isn’t Bai Ma buried under the ice?

Oh, I see. The child was having a hard life and he got so angry that he came back to life.

Don't blame her, blame that damn bad guy.

If it were him, he would be able to pretend to be dead and jump around a bit.

The old lama, who hadn't painted for a long time, had to pick up his paintbrush.

Zhang Qilin also knew about the two’s glorious achievements, and he felt that the old lama might not like him in the future.

This is the blame.

So on a sunny evening, everyone held hands and formed a circle.

Black Glasses was also very curious about what it was like to be in such a world, not to mention Xiaoguan and Baima. Qiumu was also curious.

Then a gentle white light enveloped the few people, and the memory began from when Zhang Qilin was in Bai Ma's belly.

Zhang Qilin looked at his memories shyly. It turned out that his mother loved him so much and called him baby every day.

Bai Ma nodded and said, yes, that’s me.

The memories after that were not so good. Looking at his weak self, and then looking at his current self with maxed-out combat power and poison skills, Bai Ma nodded with satisfaction.

I am better the way I am now.

It was the first time that Zhang Qilin saw his complete and uninterrupted memories, and the air pressure was very low.

Black Glasses looked at his friend who forgot about him time and time again, and felt sorry for the blind people in this world.

I help you and look for you, but you don't trust me and beat me. I'm so angry that Black Glasses is dying.

Zhang Qilin wanted to explain but couldn't. He could only think about waiting to find the blind man and giving him all the money as compensation. He often forgot anyway, so it would be better to give it to the blind man, who would save him and take care of him.

Bai Ma and Xiao Guan felt both distressed and angry that his son had fallen into the same trap countless times but still couldn't learn his lesson.

Now they both can't bear to hear the word "Jiumen".

At most, they would not touch Wuxie, Fatty, or Jie Yuchen, as this was all based on their conscience.

As for the others, Bai Ma wished he could scatter their ashes.

In fact, Baima had a lot to say to Nuobu, but she was afraid that those people would affect the relationship between mother and son.

Bai Ma's fingers crackled in frustration.

I can hardly close my eyes.

Zhang Qilin didn't dare to look at Bai Ma. His mother was angry. He didn't care about the painful memories.

He didn't want his mother to be angry.

"Grandma."

He held Bai Ma's hand tightly, and Bai Ma said something expressionlessly.

"Nob, don't hurt yourself in the future. Listen to your mother, okay?"

Look at your mother venting her anger on you.

Zhang Qilin agreed, as long as his mother wasn't angry.

Qiu Mu's reaction was no reaction. How should I put it? People in ancient times did much more excessive things than this, but he still felt sorry for his own child.

He provides the support, while Bai Ma can just play freely.