Tomb Robbers: Tiandao System

"Bangdang-"

Just as Zhao Li said, the illustrator is back.

The illustrator cried silently. He found that no matter how many times he walked, he would always come back here.

He could escape other things, but he could not escape fate.

"Haha..." Now he regrets what he did that day. If he had listened to his wife, he would probably be at home having a warm meal with her and watching TV, or he would continue to draw flowers while his wife was there. Comment on the side.

It’s a pity that everything can’t come true again!

Wu Liang and Wang Xiaoya came outside and looked at the helpless illustrator, and couldn't help but feel that he was very pitiful.

Wu Liang took away Wang Xiaoya's hand and stepped forward to help him up.

Looking at Wu Liang, the illustrator suddenly became excited.

"I beg you, please help me. I just want to see my wife one last time. I feel sorry for her."

Seeing him like this, Wu Liang also wanted to help the illustrator, but after hearing what Zhao Li said about the illustrator's situation, he was in a dilemma. The situation this time was a bit complicated, and he couldn't help him if he wanted to.

The illustrator is different from the ghosts I have seen before, he is a wandering spirit.

As Li Zhao originally said, he cannot see this world, and the world cannot see him. He has been excluded from this dimension. This is already a matter of law.

With Wu Liang's current strength, he still cannot fully grasp the rules.

It can only be said that there is really nothing he can do this time.

Now he understands that there are some things that he cannot do yet.

This also allowed Wu Liang to see himself more clearly, which would play a great role in his future achievements.

At this time, Zhao Li came out.

Looking at the begging illustrator, he shook his head helplessly, "It's useless, don't cry.

No, you can't see her, and she can't see you. "

After hearing this, the illustrator cried like a woman.

Now, he no longer knows what to do.

He blames himself, very much. It's all his fault. It's all him. If he hadn't made random decisions, everything wouldn't be like this.

He missed his home and his wife, but all of this had nothing to do with him anymore, it didn't matter anymore!

"sorry Sorry......"

Looking at the illustrator squatting on the roadside crying, his heartbreaking words made Wang Xiaoya shed tears, "Wu Liang, he is so pitiful, can we find a way to help him?"

"Help him, how can I help him? Even if Pluto comes, I'm afraid he can't help." After being a ferryman for 1000 years, Zhao Li didn't take this matter lightly. He said that even Pluto couldn't help. Maybe he really could. No way!

"Also, let's see if he has anything else to say. Don't blame me for not reminding you. He is getting weaker and weaker. He won't be able to leave even if he wants to." After saying that, Zhao Li went to the store. .

"Why is this!" Wang Xiaoya said.

"That's right!" Zhao Li suddenly came out again, holding something in his hand. He said something and then threw it over. Wu Liang didn't even look at it, he raised his hand to catch it.

"What is this?" Wang Xiaoya asked on behalf of Wu Liang.

"That's a piece of paper that can connect yin and yang. Let's see if he has anything else to say to his wife. If you ask him to write it on it, his wife will be able to read it." Zhao Li said.

"Hey! I didn't expect you, Officer Zhao, to be quite nice!" It was rare to see Officer Zhao willing to take the initiative to help, and Wang Xiaoya was not stingy in praising him this time.

"That's natural!" He felt something was wrong and said hurriedly: "

I said, Eryazi, what are you talking about? I'm a pretty good person. Wasn't it that I wasn't good before?ah--"

"It's all good! It's all good!" Wang Xiaoya said with a smile.

"You little girl!" Zhao Li pointed and went back to the shop to drink.

After seeing Officer Zhao enter, Wang Xiaoya put away his smile, looked up at Wu Liang, and said, "What should we do now?"

Wu Liang picked up the yin-yang tissue paper in his hand and looked at the helpless illustrator in front of him.

......

In the store, Zhao Li was drinking wine, looking at the three people in front of him, curling his lips, and continued drinking his wine.

Wu Liang and Wang Xiaoya stood on both sides of the illustrator. At this moment, the illustrator was drawing the last painting in his life, the last painting he wanted to give to his wife.

Every stroke, every painting is filled with deep love.

Looking at the painting, the illustrator said slowly.

"This is the scenery I saw. I want my wife to see how beautiful it is, but this flower is not the most beautiful flower I have ever seen."

"I understand now that the most beautiful flowers are in my home."

Looking at the flower, it felt like seeing his wife, and the illustrator's eyes were filled with tears.

"Please." The illustrator handed the painting full of love to Wu Liang and the others.

"Don't worry, we will definitely deliver it to you." This was the last thing Wu Liang could do for him.

"Thank you." The illustrator smiled.

"Ah."

......

After passing the illustrator's words, Wu Liang and Wang Xiaoya immediately went to his home.

"Wu Liang, he is so pitiful." Wang Xiaoya said sadly.

"Yes." Wu Liang's face was cold, and his true emotions could not be clearly seen.

However, Wang Xiaoya knew him very well and knew that he

At this moment, like her, I felt pity for the illustrator, but men are different from women. Women focus on outward expression, while men focus on inner expression.

"Ding--"

Wu Liang and Wang Xiaoya who were riding in the elevator heard the sound and looked at each other. Wu Liang spoke first, "We're here."

"Yes! It's better to fulfill that person's wish as soon as possible!" Wang Xiaoya said.

"En!" Wu Liang nodded.

At the moment, the two walked towards the illustrator's house.