Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

When Chenpi left, those who had kept their mouths shut couldn't help but speak up. Damn, they were almost suffocated to death.

"That's actually tangerine peel, am I seeing things?"

"Oh my god, it's Chenpi, how can he be so good-looking."

"I said that the Second Master would not choose an ugly one. He is really good-looking."

"This must be Second Master's taste. Chenpi's taste is the same as my grandfather's. They are just as ugly."

"You're right. Chen Pi has a bad eye. I thought the Second Master was abusing him. He was dressed like a laborer all day long. It turns out he is a handsome young man, just a little fierce."

"Isn't that a bit fierce? That's like breaking your neck, okay?"

"You are spreading rumors. That is a nine-clawed hook. Don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen it."

But they didn't know that this was the only time that the tangerine peel would be bright, and tomorrow it would be dark-colored with gold lines. The tangerine peel accepted it after taking one look at the master.

That’s it. Compared to the master’s fancy colors, black, cyan, and blue are already very low-key.

Even when Zhang Rishan saw it from afar, he opened his mouth unconsciously, and then closed it again immediately.

“That’s dried tangerine peel.”

It's incredible, but from the discussions of people around me, I can tell that it is really tangerine peel.

When Huo Xiangu saw it, she said to her aunt, "Dried tangerine peel is so beautiful, aunt."

Huo Jinxi felt a little nostalgic. This was Er Yuehong's clothes.

“It’s dried tangerine peel.”

After all, Er Yuehong is an invisible face-control freak and he loves looking in the mirror the most.

He is a narcissist. She has been looking at his face for so many years and is reluctant to give up. It is also because he has a good-looking face that she can eat an extra bowl of rice.

He is the best at feeling sorry for himself in the mirror. That guy thinks he is the best-looking person in the world.

I don’t know who will be found in the end.

The word love is the most difficult to understand.

Huo Jinxi, you should let it go. You don’t look like yourself anymore. After taking a last look at Chenpi, you look a lot like him. No wonder.

"Go home, little fairy."

"Okay, Auntie."

As the two walked away, the fate of the situation changed.

Chenpi had a dark face and he wished he could kill anyone who looked at him.

What are you looking at? You haven't seen it before.

Even Chenpi's guys were stunned. How could their helmsman be so handsome? The murderous aura was real and not fake.

Chen Pi was very powerful, or rather, full of murderous intent. The guy was stunned for a moment, then he immediately understood what was happening and lowered his head to do his work quickly, otherwise he would have to go see Tai Nai.

Grandma: . . . . .

My dear grandson, grandma doesn’t miss you, so don’t come so early. Remember to burn more gold ingots for her.

It has to be handmade.

Chenpi had a gloomy face. Zhang Qilin was farming. He pounded his waist and thought that farming was going well.

One seedling, two seedlings, potatoes and corn are better and more convenient. Looking at his own achievements and the fruit tree without fruit, Zhang Qilin nodded with satisfaction.

We had chicken stewed with potatoes today.

At night, I ate goose stewed in an iron pot. If I couldn’t sleep, I would go and send the Japanese to meet their emperor and cherry blossoms.

Northeastern Japanese: . . . . . .

No one knows where this lone ranger came from, but he carries out assassinations every day, making them feel unsafe if they don't have five people going out, because four of them have died if they go out.

Damn it, if you have the guts, kill my leaders first. They have done more bad things than us. It’s not even my turn. I’m the last one in line.

lead:.....

Kill them all.

Zhang Qilin: It turns out that I'm not the only one who's crazy. I'm just a farmer who knows how to farm, cook, and occasionally go down the mountain to send the Japanese home. I'm just a good person. You guys are too violent.

Really ignorant.

Calculating the time, Chen Xuelin was not born yet, because Chen Pi is a boy now.

Zhang Qilin doesn’t even enjoy his meal anymore. Chenpi, it’s time for you to grow up.

Chenpi, when are you going to give birth to your baby?

He would mutter to himself every day.

"Chenpi, give birth to a baby."

Zhang Qilin said this unconsciously.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

The chicken today must not taste good enough, so I’ll eat another one.

Now Zhang Qilin can feed himself well.

The clouds moved slowly and the sun set. Zhang Qilin was practicing with his sword beside the fire. After practicing, he was ready to roast a chicken. He tore open a big chicken leg. It was steaming hot and greasy. It was roasted to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He took a bite and the juices spread out. He was indeed a genius at roasting chicken.

After eating, Zhang Qilin went up to the roof. The moon this year was the same as last year, big and round, beautiful and suitable for daydreaming.

He was thinking whether he should go find Chen Pi, but Chen Pi hadn't given birth yet. What if he went over and disturbed Chen Pi's childbirth?

Chen Pi hasn’t known how to have children in recent years. What if she gives birth prematurely and the child is not Chen Xuelin anymore? We can’t hinder his reincarnation.

If Chenpi knew that someone was thinking about whether he could have children every day, no matter who you are, you will be scolded as a lunatic until you die.

It’s none of your business whether he has children or not. You’re so angry that I’m laughing.

You control everything, including everything from heaven to earth, and even whether I can have children. You are meddling too much.

What kind of induced labor is this kind of thing? Do you manage it like this?

Matchmakers are only in charge of matchmaking and urging people to get married, but you are trying to urge people to have a baby, and it’s a boy. What’s wrong? Do you want to be a mother of a boy?

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

I've endured it year after year, forget it, why not go to the Bronze Gate to find the ultimate game first.

ultimate:.....

Don't come over here. It was you in the last life, and it is still you in this life. You just said a few more words than in the last life. I don't like you, you talkative gourd.

What do you want to do.

After packing up his things, he looked through the almanac, chose an auspicious day, carried his bag and money, opened all the mechanisms, and embarked on the ultimate journey.

Now that he's here, we have to give him a welcome gift. After all, the Wang family has already taken off a small piece to serve as the computing department, so giving him a space would be a nice touch.

This gift is still too light. How about letting Ultimate give him a few more? In this way, if he gives one to Chenpi, will Chenpi give his son to him?

Great, it’s such a happy decision.

ultimate:.....

Are there so many sick people in this world? Can you give it to someone else? I don’t want it.

Who wants a patient? A pretty good-looking one at that. It's fine that the Zhang family doesn't like to talk, but the Wang family always wants to live forever, and there are a bunch of spliced ​​neural species. Can't they have someone who's lively, cheerful, sunny, confident and chatty? I don't mind him being talkative.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Are you stupid when you are alone? You will go crazy when you are alone, unless you are a member of the Zhang family and can post comments.

After all, although the Zhang family members don’t like to talk, they actually have a lot to say, you just can’t understand them.

For others, the journey to Changbai Mountain was a matter of one wrong step followed by another, a life-threatening situation. But for Zhang Qilin, it was as if he was walking on flat ground, and there were sour wild fruits and fresh meat in the mountains.

This is the advantage of force value.