Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The fat man spent the whole morning checking his accounts in his mind to see where all his money had been spent over the years. Finally, he slapped his thigh and shouted, "You are so naive, are you the reincarnation of the money-spending boy?!"

When he met Tian Zhenqian, his fat uncle was doing very well in Panjiayuan. He was not rich, but at least he was well-off. Ever since he met Wu Xie, he had spent money like water, buying boxes of equipment. After finally getting to the tomb, he saw a lot of great treasures, and for every item he brought out, he blew up a lot of treasures in the tomb.

Even a nobleman like Hua Er Ye spent all his wealth for Tian Zhen. Although Hua Ye had a strong fate and finally made it back to life on his own, this guy Wu Xie was at least a gold-devouring beast with a hundred thousand year soul ring!

The more the fat man thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. It must be the case!

He was furious and went to cause trouble for Wu Xie.

Spit out all my money!!!

Wu Xie already had a lot of debts, and when he was suddenly faced with the fat man's fabricated debts, he became furious. The two of them stood in the yard and cursed at each other for a whole day.

Zhang Qiling came back from morning exercise and passed by them. He was about to go upstairs to take a shower, but was stopped by two people on both sides, asking him to judge the matter.

The public says that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the woman is reasonable.

There was no need for them to open their mouths, the war between two people suddenly became a war between three people, and everyone wanted to win him over to form a united front.

Wu Xie: "You said I was a boy who gave away money, why am I only good for you and not for you? Do you think I am good for you, or not for you, my brother?"

Fatty: "How dare you ask the little brother? Feel his pockets, can he pull out a coin? The little brother doesn't care about you, but you are really angry? Are you the little brother?"

Wu Xie: "Brother usually doesn't have any place to spend money, so of course he doesn't carry any money with him. He keeps all his money in his bank card, right, brother?"

Fatty: "Why don't you ask him if he remembers where he put the card?"

Wu Xie: "I've never seen you so unreasonable. You spent your own money and said that I was the one who killed your luck with money! I think you are getting old and confused."

Fatty: "Jiligululujiliguala!"

Wu Xie: "Gibberish..."

Zhang Qiling listened in silence for a while, then began to doze off leaning against a stone beside him.

In the end, Fatty cooked dinner and Wu Xie bought the wine. After just one meal, the two of them were back to normal.

Zhang Qiling looked at the two people who started to act funny after drinking, and started to clean up the dishes. When he came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, Fatty and Wu Xie were both lying on the ground exhausted. In the open backyard, the two were chased and bitten by mosquitoes, and they didn't even know to go into the house to hide.

Wu Xie was fine, but the fat man's exposed skin was swollen from mosquito bites, like a game of Go.

It was hot in the summer and the fat man was sweating all over. When Zhang Qiling went to grab him, his hand slipped and the fat man fell back to the ground.

"Hmm, ah? Young man? Don't worry about me, just go to sleep with Tianzhen." The fat man woke up a little and said in a daze.

He spoke with a lisp and kept scratching the itchy places on his body.

Zhang Qiling ignored him and dragged the fat man into his own room before coming out to pick up Wu Xie.

Wu Xie was much easier to deal with when he was drunk than the fat man. Zhang Qiling grabbed his hands, lifted him onto his shoulders, and planned to carry him upstairs.

Wu Xie hung on his shoulder like a dead fish. Before Zhang Qiling took two steps, Wu Xie began to beat his back frantically, yelling, "Put me down! Put me down! I'm going to vomit!!!"

Zhang Qiling put him down. Wu Xie covered his stomach and retched a few times. With red eyes, he looked at Zhang Qiling aggrievedly: "Brother, you are making me feel uncomfortable. I want to vomit."

Zhang Qiling glanced at his belly apologetically and asked him, "Shall I help you upstairs?"

"No," Wu Xie shook his head decisively, leaned over and put his arms around the boy's neck, and said coquettishly: "Carry me up."

Zhang Qiling thought about it and understood what position Wu Xie was talking about. He put one arm around his back and passed the other hand through Wu Xie's knees, and picked him up in a princess hug.

Go upstairs.

Zhang Qiling felt that Wu Xie should still be somewhat conscious, but was just too lazy to move. He put him on the bed, held up Wu Xie's head with his palm, and asked him, "Do you want to take a shower or wipe your body?"

Wu Xie nodded a little late, "Yes! I want to take a shower!"

Zhang Qiling then quickly stripped him naked, carried him to the bathroom, rinsed him with water, then dried him and carried him out.

Wu Xie closed his eyes and raised his head cooperatively when Zhang Qiling took out the hair dryer to blow his hair.

Zhang Qiling found it funny and tapped his forehead twice like he did in the morning, but this time he didn't use his knuckles, he just tapped lightly with his fingertips.

"Hmm?" Wu Xie covered his forehead in dissatisfaction and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

The only response he got was the noisy sound of a hair dryer.

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The plaque of Wushanju fell off, and many people saw it, and the news spread quickly.

When the news reached Wu Erbai's ears, Wu Xie and Fatty were looking for a tree that suited their taste on the nearby Gem Mountain, preparing to saw it down and take it back to make a plaque.

"Fatty, what do you think of this tree?" Wu Xie asked the fat man while touching the rough bark of the tree trunk.

"Your piece won't do. It's too thin."

"What about this one?"

"This is about to be bent into a mosquito coil, it definitely won't work!"

The fat man looked at the tree trunks around him and cursed: "Why are the trees in the south so thin and small? Are they malnourished?"

Wu Xie asked him to speak more quietly. They were surrounded by tourists from other places. Would it be glorious for people to hear that they were here to cut down trees indiscriminately?

"Just look for it slowly, you will find it eventually. It doesn't matter if we make the sign a little smaller. After we have picked out the wood, we can strike while the iron is hot at night and cut down the tree quietly when no one is around!" Wu Xie comforted the fat man.

"When the time comes, I'll plane the wood, my brother will carve the words, and you will paint it. I guarantee it will be exactly the same as your original one." The fat man nodded in agreement.

Everyone around consciously avoided these two strange-looking men.

The cell phone rings.

It’s Wu Xie’s.

He took out his cell phone curiously and found that it was the landline in the shop that called. The young man was the only one in the shop at that time. He thought that he must have encountered some trouble, so he called him.

The fat man shouted in surprise: "Brother, have you learned how to use a landline phone?"

Wu Xie rolled his eyes at him and picked up the phone: "Brother? What's wrong?"

"Yeah, okay, I got it, we'll go right back."

The fat man saw that Wu Xie's face gradually became serious after he answered the phone, so he asked, "What's the matter, little brother?"