Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

"Qi Yan, come and see!"

Sitting on a small bench, Qi Yan ate with peanuts in his hand and sighed, "The main character is just working hard, let alone chasing someone, who is not good-looking at all, has no money and always digs holes. The old man. Wuxie, does this kid have something like Stockholm or Holm?"

"Qi Yan! Look at this!"

Qi Yan ate a peanut and continued to sigh, "It's not easy to take care of children when they grow up. It takes a lot of hard work. As expected, free-range is the best choice."

"Qi Yan!!"

Qi Yan sighed and finally stood up, packed up all the things in his hands and slowly swayed past two bookshelves. In a corner of the archives, which was pitch-black and only star-studded, Wu Xie was holding a book and a seal. And a piece of paper can't help looking at it.

"You should still remember that we sneaked in, right? With such a loud voice, you are not afraid that the uncle at the door will rush in with an AK and surprise you."

After talking back to Qi Yan for a long time, even though she was still in shock, Wu Xie still reflexively replied: "The uncle at the door is holding a machete at most, I'm running fast now, he can't catch up with me even if he is superb in force, bah, what? I was taken away by you."

"Okay, okay." Qi Yan replied perfunctorily, "So you keep calling me because you want to tell me a shocking secret?"

Only then did Wu Xie remember what she wanted to say, and quickly picked up the three things he accidentally threw on the ground and put them directly in front of Qi Yan, "Look!"

Qi Yan took a look, "Oh, I saw it, and then what?"

Wu Xie said anxiously: "Look carefully!"

Qi Yan glanced again, "Oh, I saw it, and then what?"

Wu Xie choked, and he shook the three things in his hand angrily, "Brother, you can't even recognize my handwriting!"

That being said, it would make sense for Wu Xie to be so angry under normal circumstances, but...

Qi Yan supported his forehead, "Did you forget that I have never seen you write since we met?"

Wu Xie recalled it carefully for three seconds, her pupils trembled, "...it seems, it is really so."

"Let's get down to business." Qi Yan decided to bring Wuxie back on track, "So you found out that the handwriting in these three decades-old things is your own, and then? Do you doubt whether you will rejuvenate or live forever? Not old, or reincarnated with memories."

"I think the first one is more handsome, cough." Wuxie's eyes wandered for a moment, "Didn't we receive a few video tapes when you were sleeping in the hospital? One of the video tapes has a woman who is about to become a forbidden woman." Man, his face looks exactly like mine, and with the handwriting I feel—"

"Do you think that you were originally a woman, but after you became a forbidden woman, you somehow became a man?"

Hearing Qi Yan's words, Wu Xie was silent for a moment, threw the book suddenly, and threw herself on it, "I'm going to fight you!"

Looking at Wu Xie who was suppressed by his forehead with one finger, Qi Yan felt that it was really time for the fat man to upgrade Wu Xie. At first, this kid only had the clear and stupid eyes of college students. As a result, not only his eyes, but also his actions began to reveal a sense of stupidity.

Qi Yan scratched his head, "If I knew it, I would have listened to Xiaohua at the time, and I would just wrap up the archives and let Wuxie play in it for a day."

As a result, because he wanted to save money for a while, it led to a lot of psychological torture he is now suffering.

The point is, only him!

Xiao Hua and the one who asked for money hung up faster than the other at that time, and it seemed that they had already thought of this.

He is still too young.

"How long are you going to hold my head?"

This voice has a tone of despair tinged with sorrow, and a tone of worldliness tinged with despair.

Qi Yan woke up from the recollection, and what he saw was the innocent head that he was grasping like a basketball in his hands. He smiled awkwardly, let go quickly, and threw the few hairs he was holding onto the ground to destroy the corpse. , "Actually, I want to say that your head is quite round."