Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Zhang Qiling came back suddenly.

On a rainy night, he dragged himself to the blind man's residence with all his injuries.

"Who?"

In the darkness, the blind man opened his eyes with a snap, and quickly picked up the dagger under his pillow, a sharp look in his eyes flashed across.

The door to his room was pushed open from the outside, and a dark figure with a hunched back stood at the door.

He stood holding on to the door frame, and blood dripped down, mixing with the rain on the ground into a puddle.

"It's me..." Zhang Qiling said hoarsely.

"Mute Zhang?" The blind man lit the candle in confusion and saw clearly the face of the person coming.

I couldn't help but complain: "You want to scare me to death in the middle of the night? This fight is so dangerous? Even you are injured like this, are the others still alive?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Qiling handed the things in his arms to him, "You can see for yourself."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell straight on the blind man.

The blind man looked incomprehensible: Please, do we know each other well? You just passed out in my arms, are you really afraid that I will kill you?

What can a blind man do?

There was no way for people to find him without any grievances. He couldn't really just sit back and watch, so he had to work hard and bandage Zhang Qiling with medicine.

He gave the only bed in the room to Zhang Qiling. He was too lazy to bother and just put on his clothes and slept on the chair.

Although Zhang Qiling lost a lot of blood, he woke up from his coma at dawn because he had something on his mind.

"Cough cough..."

The blind man was woken up by him and sat upright in his chair impatiently, "Why are you waking up so early? You are not sleepy, but I am!"

"Where are my things?" Zhang Qiling asked as he slowly got off the bed.

"No!" The blind man threw the thing to him, "What kind of chicken stuff is written? Which dynasty's writing is used? Why don't I recognize any of them?"

Zhang Qiling licked his dry lips, "I wrote this..."

"Are you fucking crazy? You came here in the middle of the night and stuffed this thing into my arms. I thought it was some kind of treasure. After studying it for a long time, it turned out that you wrote it yourself! Are you making fun of me, the blind man?" All the sleepyheads ran away and stood up.

"What do you think of that child of the Jie family?" Zhang Qiling ignored the yelling blind man and asked You Zi.

"Xiaohua? You're such a good little girl."

Zhang Qiling asked again: "The letter you received asked you to protect her. Are you willing to risk your life to protect her?"

The blind man was silent.

In fact, there is no relationship between him and Xiaohua...

"If you don't want to, just pretend I've never been here." Zhang Qiling sighed.

He stood up and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by the blind man, "What do you know?"

"Part of my memory." Zhang Qiling shook the mechanism box in his hand.

It has been opened, just like the memories he stored in the Medog Horn Temple. Knowing that his amnesia may attack at any time, he scattered his memories in various tombs to ensure that after his amnesia, himself, able to remember his lover...

"Jiumen used their own descendants to try to end it in Wu Xie's generation... You must have heard of this, right?" Zhang Qiling said calmly: "This is a In a dead end, sacrifice is inevitable, if you are willing..."

"Stop talking!" the blind man suddenly shouted, stopping Zhang Qiling's words.

He is very confused,

His entanglement with Xiao Hua was so profound that this was the first child he wanted to keep by his side in so many years of his life.

To put it bluntly, they have only known each other for more than a month...

The blind man said solemnly: "Give me some time, I need to think about it."

"You need to recuperate. My yard is huge. You can choose a room to live in."

"Thank you."

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"Knock Knock-"

Wu Xie has left, so Xiaohua has a lot of free time. When she has nothing to do, she will come to play with the blind man.

Meet the handsome blind man under the mask.

"elder brother!"

The door was opened, Xiaohua took the food she bought and shouted sweetly.

The blind man behind the door was a little gloomy and said in a hoarse voice: "Is it our little flower here? Come in."

"Brother, are you sick?" Xiaohua keenly noticed something was wrong with the blind man and asked worriedly.

"No, brother just didn't sleep well." The blind man pulled out his hair like a chicken coop, squatted down and picked up the little flower, smiling like a spring breeze.

People who were covered with clouds one second suddenly cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky.

He has always been careless, and since that day, he has been unable to sleep for several days in a row.

What is the blind man thinking?

It’s just to stay out of it, or to do it for Xiaohua...

The result is nothing more than his death, or Xiaohua...

It was like putting his own life and the life of a child he had only known for a few months on a scale, rising and falling like a seesaw.

It's strange that it's just an insignificant child, not even his own daughter, but it makes the balance in the blind man's heart tilt again and again.

No matter how entangled he was, the moment he saw Xiaohua again and picked up the child, the blind man knew that he was in trouble.

Nothing can compare to the smile of the person in your arms...

"Brother, I bought this for you." Xiaohua raised her hand, "Fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork!"

"Thank you," the blind man carried him into the house.

Because Xiaohua often comes to play with him, he also puts some amusing baubles and snacks in his room.

"Xiaohua, brother may be away for a while in a few days. Is there anything you want? Brother will bring it to you next time he comes back." The blind man picked out the shredded pork from the fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork and fed it to Xiaohua.

The child can't eat spicy food. The last time he cooked a meal, the florets of a green pepper were spicy for a long time.

The blind man also wrote it down.

Unknowingly, so many memorable things happened between him and this child. It was incredible.

"When will brother come back?" Xiaohua's raised lips tended to fall back.

Obviously reluctant to give up.

"I don't know either. Brother has to do something. After he is done, he can come back to stay with our little flower. Brother promises to come back to see you as soon as he is free, okay?" The blind man touched Xiaohua's braid and said softly.

He knew what he meant when he said this.

His heart has made the choice for him...

Xiaohua is a little depressed. He has seen a lot. If he leaves, he will never have the chance to meet again...

He asked suspiciously: "Are you really going to come back?"

The blind man said firmly: "Of course, because you are still here, and my home is also here. Where can I go if I don't come back?"

Xiaohua held back her tears and said, "Then I'll wait for you to come back..."

"good......"