Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Heaven and earth conscience!

Wu Xie doesn't usually snore, but it would be a bit too much to ask a hungover person not to snore.

No longer sleepy, Zhang Qiling took out the photo he had hidden under the mattress.

It was very strange that he searched Wu Xie's room but only found this one photo of Wu Xie when he was young.

It was found in the gap between the bookcase and the wall, as if it had fallen accidentally and had been forgotten by time.

Even the owner of this photo can't find it.

Therefore, he survived.

Zhang Qiling didn't know why Wu Xie seemed to be very resistant to his younger self, but looking at the photo, the man wearing a bachelor's hat and smiling like a sunflower, the clear stupidity in his eyes, separated by this thin layer of paper, spanned several years and appeared before his eyes.

Wu Xie should have been a happy child at that time.

Zhang Qiling thought so.

He hid the photo again, he didn't want this only photo to be lost.

He raised his eyes and looked at the person who was sleeping on his back, and covered the quilt that Wu Xieba had pulled open again.

Zhang Qiling poked Wu Xie's nose, curious about how such a handsome nose could make such an unpleasant sound.

I have to say that Zhang Qiling has a very strong ability to adapt.

After listening to Wu Xie's snoring for so long, he found it pleasing to the ears.

Zhang Qiling didn’t remember when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he was still woken up by noise.

"Boom-"

The wooden floor made a loud noise.

Wang Meng, who had come to work downstairs, was startled and almost dropped the feather duster in his hand.

Wang Meng hurriedly straightened the wobbly fake antique and looked up suspiciously to make sure there was no real hole in the ceiling.

Zhang Qiling opened his eyes quickly, a sharp look in his eyes flashed across his face, until he saw the familiar ceiling and bedding, then he slowly relaxed.

what happened?

The person who should have been lying next to him was nowhere to be found, the quilt was in a mess, and I had no idea what kind of torture he had suffered that night.

Zhang Qiling watched helplessly as a hand rose up beside the bed. He groped his way forward and supported himself on the bed. Then a shaking head slowly rose up.

Zhang Qiling: "..."

Wu Xie gritted his teeth, supported his hurt coccyx, and ran into the bathroom in a hurry with his upper body hunched.

That just now almost made him pee!

I am really impressed!

Wu Xie thought as he pooped, shook himself casually, pulled up his trousers, lifted his clothes and looked at his back in the huge mirror in the bathroom.

There was a bruise on my lower back, which just hit the edge of the bed.

well,

Wu Xieji went out wearing slippers and with a messy hair.

At first glance, I saw Zhang Qiling sitting quietly on the bed.

Ok? ? ?

Wu Xie looked back at the locked door behind him and asked in surprise: "Brother? How did you get in?"

Subconsciously, Wu Xie glanced at the window again...

Zhang Qiling's inky black eyes stared at him, and Wu Xie was surprised to see a speechless look on the boy's calm, icy face.

"Oh——" Wu Xie's hangover mind finally cleared up at this moment, and he patted his forehead in annoyance. "I forgot there are only two rooms..."

Although money has come and gone in his pocket over the years and he has been rich, perhaps because Wu Xie is nostalgic, this small antique shop has always maintained its original appearance.

Compared with the new buildings outside, it is really shabby.

The manager of the scenic area also came to persuade him. After all, it is in a world-famous popular tourist attraction. No matter how small the shop is, it still needs a facade. In order to allow Wu Xie to repair it, he went to great lengths to persuade him.

Wu Xie had traveled all over the country before, and the other party often came back empty-handed. Occasionally, when he was unlucky and really ran into him, Wu Xie would bend his waist, make a sad face and cry about being poor and having no money.

He was hunched over and looked as if he was overwhelmed by life, which stunned the guys following him.

Wu Xie accused them of various crimes for no reason and cursed them...

The scenic area staff had to return home disappointed.

There is nothing we can do about this deadbeat, we both love and hate him, because this guy's uncle contributed the most money to the construction of the scenic area.

Wu Xie was like a young boy, and he suddenly felt burdened when facing Zhang Qiling. He felt that it was really indecent for him to appear in front of him with a head that could be used by a mother hen to hatch chicks.

Especially when being stared at by the young man's pure eyes without a trace of impurities, Wu Xie felt like he was leading a child astray.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie quickly walked to the table, gulped down two large glasses of water to quench his thirst, then wet his fingers with the remaining water and slowly straightened his messy hair.

At the same time, he moved his eyes and looked at the layout of his small room. He let out a light "tsk" and suddenly felt guilty.

It is really outrageous to have such a shabby little house in such a famous tourist attraction!

The Internet is so developed nowadays. If someone took a photo of this and posted it, it would be a smear on our great motherland!!!

(Scenic area administrator: My eyes went dark. Do you still have this awareness?)

In fact,

Wu Xie felt that the young man was the head of a family after all, and it was inappropriate for him to live in such a small house. It was too unfair to him!

The young man must have slept on stone slabs inside the bronze door. Now that he has finally gotten out, he should be allowed to live more comfortably.

Wu Xie was thinking about his renovation plan. Should he buy the vacant land behind Wushanju and directly build a small Western-style building?

Or should he raise the height of his two-story shop?

Nowadays, every inch of land in West Lake is worth a lot of money. Whether it can be bought or not is another matter, but if you want to buy a piece of land, I'm afraid the price will be sky-high.

Wu Xie muttered in his heart, walked over, picked up his pillow, threw it on his shoulder, and said to Zhang Qiling: "Brother, when I have money, I will let you live in a big house. Now you have to bear with it for two days."

After saying that, he yawned and wanted to leave, but Zhang Qiling grabbed his wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wu Xie chuckled and said, "I'm going to sleep with Fatty and not squeeze you."

"Eh?" The slightly cool palm on Wu Xie's wrist, with a force, pulled him back to the bed, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Zhang Qiling turned his back and lay down, ignoring him.

He has lost his memory, but has a bad temper.

Wu Xie touched his nose helplessly, trying not to smile too ostentatiously, crawled over to the boy and asked, "What are you doing? Why are you so angry for no reason?"

Zhang Qiling faced the wall, closed his eyes and rested, without even a hair moving.

"Hey, it's not that I go to sleep with the fat guy because I dislike you. You are a light sleeper, and I'm just afraid that I won't sleep well and disturb you." Wu Xie complained "wrongedly", with an expression that said, "I'm doing this for your own good, but you're being unreasonable."

This is not fake,

Wu Xie really felt that they shouldn't sleep together.

After all, the young man has lost his memory, but he remembers everything, and if the gun goes off accidentally...