Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Zhang family ancient building, the place where Yu'an was buried.

Regret needs to be exchanged for another regret.

They rested at Uncle Agui's house, and everyone was uneasy that night.

There was a large dormitory in the room, and Wuxie and his other four friends lived in one room.

Fatty Wang went to accompany Yuncai and his daughter in the next room.

The sky was dark, as if brewing malice.

In the dream, Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes.

This is, in Siguniang Mountain?

Where's Mumu? Why is there only Xiaohua?

"Wu Xie! Stop standing there! Run!"

They were being attacked by a monster under the disc, and this time, it was Black Blind who jumped down and dragged the monster.

Wuxie was in a daze and accompanied Jie Yuchen to a safe area.

"He's got a lot of magical powers, he'll be fine."

Password, he sent the password, Fatty should reply at this time, right?

A tiny falling sound was heard. It was the fatal stone!

Without Mumu, he would not have noticed the stuck password box.

"Hurry up and send a message back to Banai! The last password is wrong!"

Wuxie felt a chill all over his body, and in a rush of impulse, he decided to take his men to the Zhang family's ancient building.

He turned around and looked at Xie Yuchen: "Xiaohua, where is Mumu?"

"What Mumu? Who?"

Wuxie pinched himself hard, it hurt a lot, it was not a dream.

"Yin Qiaomu! The young master of the Yin family's Crescent Hotel! Your junior fellow apprentice, Yu Nu!"

"Don't scare me, Xiaohua!"

Xie Yuchen's eyes frightened him: "Wu Xie, I know this is a big blow to you, you have to hold on!"

"Besides, brother, he may be fine!"

Xiaohua actually thought that Wuxie couldn't accept it and was mentally ill.

Wuxie's heart sank completely, and he kept repeating that he was just dreaming.

It's fine when you wake up from the dream...

He didn't want to go anywhere and was waiting to wake up from the dream.

The world suddenly paused, and the fallen leaves from the trees stopped in the air.

A strange yet familiar voice came: "Don't you want to see what the outcome will be without any changes?"

"Go and see the real life that should belong to you."

Wuxie swallowed his saliva and said, "Will I go back?"

"Hehehe..."

Xiaohua began to persuade him, and Wuxie calmly extended his hand.

"Okay Xiaohua, I was just teasing you. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

He got on a car and planned to find Pan Zi and reorganize the team to go to Zhangjia Ancient Building to find his brother.

There were only Yin Nanfeng and even Luo Que in the Crescent Hotel, but Mumu was missing.

On the way, he called Pan Zi.

"Pan Zi, I will be in Changsha the day after tomorrow, and I need a few brothers to go to Guangxi."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport!"

After getting off the plane, I believe I saw Pan Zi at the airport gate.

"Pan Zi!"

"Little Third Master!"

The voice of "Little Third Master" remains the same, and the person remains the same.

The only difference from the real world is that Pan Zi’s hair has become much whiter.

In reality, Pan Zi didn’t have as many white hairs as he does now until 2018.

There was a sense of vicissitudes on his body, and more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Watching Pan Zi take his luggage and put it in the trunk: "Pan Zi, why did you change the car?"

Pan Zi, however, looked nonchalant: "I sold it. Even if those scoundrels come to collect the debt, I can't let them say bad things about the Third Master and vilify him."

Wuxie felt unhappy. In this world, he didn't remember Pan Zi telling him about this.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's okay, you can hold on, get in the car, Master San."

After getting in the car, Wuxie looked at Pan Zi and asked, "How are your preparations going, brothers?"

"With the Third Master gone, several good hands are no longer working at Wujia."

Unlike the previous life, without Yin Qiumu in charge, those people with some abilities have almost dispersed.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Without San Ye, they don't trust Wu Xie.

Apart from Pan Zi, who else could treat Wu Xie as his mistress?

"Where is Uncle San's guy?"

Pan Zi snorted coldly and drove ahead, "Those few idiots are like lapdogs in front of the Third Master. After the Third Master left, they basically stopped interacting with him."

Wuxie was silent for a long time. In reality, he would not worry about manpower and money.

When they arrived at the place, Pan Zi carried Wuxie's things into the house.

Wuxie looked around here. Why is this place different from Pan Zi’s real house?

Even if it's not a small villa, it shouldn't be like this, right?

"Pan Zi, you..."

"I have agreed with Uncle San that we will live in a nursing home together when we get old, so we have no plans to buy a house."

"I rented this place. It's fine as long as I can live here."