Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

Qi Tiezui was still in a daze, his brain seemed to have crashed, and he couldn't figure out why Jinnian was here.

After his brain was in a state of confusion, Zhang Rishan subconsciously stepped in and carried out the young master who was tied to the ground and huddled in the corner pitifully.

The young master was covered in dust. His beautiful custom-made bright red robe was also dyed gray-red. His long white hair was scattered in a mess, and his face had several streaks of dust from nowhere.

A rag was stuffed in Jinnian's mouth. Although the rag had no smell and looked like it should have been a handkerchief, he felt very uncomfortable because his mouth was forced open and he had to hold something in it for a long time.

As soon as he saw the familiar figure, he couldn't stop crying. From childhood to adulthood, except for the time when he was picked up by Er Yuehong outside the city, he had never been so embarrassed.

Zhang Qishan looked at the little guy he had been thinking about day and night being carried out of a dirty room. He looked like he had been abused, and his anger immediately rose.

He stepped forward, carefully and gently took the rag out of Jinnian's already stiff mouth, and called Qi Tiezui to get some clean water for Jinnian to rinse his mouth.

As soon as he took away the rag, a few drops of saliva flowed out of Jinnian's mouth. It was only a little bit, but it flowed down the corner of his mouth, leaving a trail of water.

Zhang Qishan took out a clean towel, dipped it in water, and wiped the mud off his face bit by bit.

Looking at Jinnian sitting pitifully on the stone bench, Zhang Qishan drew the gun from his waist and pointed it at the person in the middle, who was the one who had taken the key before.

He suppressed his anger and spoke out word by word.

"How do you want to die?"

Qi Tiezui looked at Zhang Qishan's twitching hands and felt that he was about to shoot in the next second, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the muzzle of the gun, but he didn't want to stop him.

"Go down a little, Master Buddha. If you die, there's no way to ask. Hit down there! Hit down there!"

Qi Tiezui looked at the three people struggling on the ground, who were in confusion because they were being pointed at by guns. Suddenly, he remembered the previous conversation between these bad guys and seemed to realize something.

"Jinnian, is it 'cargo'?"

Zhang Rishan paused while wiping Jinnian's face, and with his other hand he clutched his clothes tightly, his handsome brows furrowed. These people really deserved to die.

Zhang Qishan smiled and winked at Zhang Rishan behind him, and Zhang Rishan quickly covered Jinnian's ears.

The next second, screams that were about to pierce the eardrums rang out. Zhang Qishan did not kill them directly, but made an example of them to scare the monkeys. He shot the man in the middle in the hand.

"Bang!" A gunshot broke the silence.

The pitch-black bullet pierced through the man's palm with a flame, leaving a bloody hole. Blood gushed out like a fountain and splashed onto the ground.

The man was tied up and unable to move. He could only cover the bloody hole with his other hand and scream in pain. His eyes were full of fear and despair, and his face was so distorted that it was unbearable to look at.

Then Zhang Qishan put the gun on the table.

"I want to know everything."

The man who took the key looked at him resentfully with gloomy eyes, but Zhang Qishan didn't care at all. There were many people who hated him and wanted to kill him.

All he wanted to know now was how these people had snatched his boy away from the city and locked him up in such a shabby little house.

If he doesn't send the mastermind behind the scenes to see the King of Hell, he won't be called Zhang Dafoye.

Jinnian's ears were covered, but he was quite close and had a sensitive hearing, so he still heard the gunshot. His body trembled with the sound of the gunshot, as if he was frightened.

When Zhang Rishan noticed this, he hugged him in his arms and smoothed down his messy hair.

Qi Tiezui felt bad looking at Xiao Jinnian who was bullied like this, and started to braid his hair silently.

Jinnian always liked to play with them. Usually, they took turns to braid for Jinnian. He even competed with his adjutant to see who braided better. However, the adjutant never paid any attention to him. Little Jinnian always said that his braids were beautiful and he liked them.

Qi Tiezui was afraid that Jinnian had suffered something bad, so he didn't dare to ask. He was always talkative, but now he was the most silent.

Zhang Qishan fired only one shot and then stopped. After Zhang Rishan saw him put the gun down, he wiped his face and then silently wiped Jinnian's hands. He looked around him carefully and was relieved only after confirming that Jinnian had no other scratches except the back of his hands.

"Enough! Enough! This is not my fault! They did it! It's all their fault! It's all their fault!"

The man who was knocked down by the man with the key suddenly spoke. He was so scared that he almost peed. He really couldn't stand Zhang Qishan's coercive interrogation. It was not time for him to die yet, but now he was tortured bit by bit. He really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tell me, how did you get that person out?"

"It's none of my business! You lunatic! Madman!"

Zhang Qishan didn't waste any time, took out a dagger from his waist and threw it under the man.

His aim was so good that he threw the knife right next to the man's crotch, and it stuck firmly in the mud. It wasn't that he threw it off-center, he just didn't want to dirty his knife.

"madman!"

Zhang Qishan laughed: "Want to see something crazier?"

"......"

Several people were trembling and stopped talking.

Zhang Qishan was also very curious. With just these few misfits, could they snatch people from his mansion, his personal soldiers, or Er Yuehong?

It’s not that Zhang Qishan looked down on them, it’s just that it’s wishful thinking to rely on just these three people. Not to mention Er Yuehong, even his personal soldiers would probably not be able to defeat them.

too weak.

When Zhang Qishan was about to suspect that there was a traitor in his house or in Er Yuehong's place, a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"I... came out by myself."

Qi Tiezui saw Xiao Jinnian talking and quickly turned to him.

Zhang Qishan stopped moving, turned around and squatted in front of him.

"Why did you come out?"

As soon as he asked why, Jinnian, who had suffered so much injustice and even been kidnapped, could no longer hold back her tears. Big tears stuck to her eyelashes, making her beautiful eyes a mess. She couldn't hold back her tears and dropped them to the ground. Some of them fell on the back of the hand of the person in front of her, wetting a spot.

The tears that Zhang Qishan caught on the back of his hand were like magma, burning his heart. How could he bear to ask again?

"Don't cry, I found you."

Zhang Qishan suddenly understood something and guessed that Jinnian might have followed them out and ended up running into this group of bad guys on the road.

"You found us."

"Don't cry."

He clumsily wiped away the tears of Jinnian who was crying. He really didn't know how to coax people. The usual grievances of Jinnian might just be pretended by little Jinnian, who wanted him to play with her, wanted to eat more candies, and wanted to be with them.

Sometimes he would ask people to buy him more delicious food, or actually accompany him to swing on the swing, or grab the person who was throwing a tantrum and give him a beating.

But now, Jinnian was really wronged, but he didn't know what to do.

"Master Buddha, how about taking him in first?"

Zhang Rishan sighed and spoke. After getting consent, he carried Jinnian back in and prepared to let Mr. Ba come to accompany him later. As for himself, he needed to use his "talent".

Jinnian was actually a very carefree person. After being tied up in the small dark room for such a long time that night, he didn't feel too scared.

He actually didn't have a very clear concept of "life" and "death". He wouldn't say that he was afraid that these people would kill him.

He just didn't like being alone, didn't like walking for so long and being so tired and still not finding anyone familiar, didn't like the pain on the back of his hands from being bumped, didn't like sleeping without his brother or Zhang Qishen and the others by his side, and didn't like sleeping on the floor.

Compared to the illusory "death" that makes him feel unreal, he is more afraid of the real "loneliness".

As soldiers, Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan have witnessed more kidnapping cases than Qi Tiezui, and have also seen people who never recovered, so they are afraid of hurting Jinnian a second time.

Qi Tiezui was of course also afraid of hurting Jinnian again, but he was less cautious than them. In fact, his attitude towards things was the most similar to Jinnian's.

So, when he saw the little fool in front of him, and saw the dust on the tip of his nose because of moving the luggage, he burst out laughing and he felt relieved.

Know that this will not become a shadow for him, it will not defeat him.

"What are you laughing at? Your face is dirtier than mine!"

Jinnian touched his face, suddenly feeling a little listless, and looked at him pitifully.

When Qi Tiezui saw that the big eyes were full of grievance, he was instantly defeated and hurriedly tried to coax them.

"Hey, hey, hey, ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong, my face was dirty, the adjutant just wiped it clean for you, your face is clean, there is nothing on it."

As if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Qi Tiezui added a few more words: "Really! Our young master is the best looking. Even if he doesn't wash his face for three days, there won't be any dust on it!"

Listening to his praise, Jinnian started smiling again and even stuck out his tongue, because he had just scared Qi Tiezui.

When Qi Tiezui saw his smile, he realized that he had been deceived. However, he didn't care so much. It was good that the little ancestor could smile.

"Ancestors?"

"How did you get out? How did you catch up with us?"

Jinnian looked at him cautiously and said sorry first.

"Hey! No need to apologize. Why do you need to apologize? Believe me, little ancestor, you didn't cause us any trouble. We were just too worried."

"We all love you, so you have to protect yourself. Is it because we didn't bring you that you came out by yourself?"

Qi Tiezui took full account of his emotions. He didn't want Jinnian to think that they were asking about the source of the matter because they thought Jinnian was troublesome, and that they didn't like him.

Instead, they told him clearly that they only wanted Jinnian to be safe, so they were worried about him, and not letting him out did not mean they were abandoning Jinnian.

"Ah."

"Afraid...afraid of myself, alone, one, one.............."

Qi Tiezui stepped forward and continued the braid that had been interrupted just now, so that he could relax.

After making sure that Jinnian wouldn't think too much about it, she asked for some details while braiding his hair.

"Hey, I remember that the Buddha said he would send his personal soldiers to take you back. So, did you turn those two personal soldiers into pandas?"

Qi Tiezui sold out Zhang Qishan silently without caring at all, but Jinnian's focus was not here.

"No! I can't change! Ah.....that's not right, I can change, but I can't turn them into pandas!"

Jinnian retorted angrily.

Qi Tiezui smiled silently: "Then how did you hide it from both of them?"

Jinnian finally found someone who was willing to listen to him. He described the situation in vivid detail, including but not limited to how he turned back into his original form and hid under the bed, and the wooden board under the Buddha's bed just blocked him. Then he took the pastries he bought yesterday and followed him out the door.

“It fell…”

"Ok?"