From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Hei Xiazi put his hand under his chin and acted as if he was thinking about something.

"It's fine if you, a mute, have lost your memory, but a blind man doesn't have amnesia, and he doesn't remember knowing this child!" From Mo Jiu's few short sentences, Hei Xia Zi guessed that this person should be young and his personality was very naive and pure. He didn't know if he was pretending or if he was really like that.

The two were outside, Hei Xia Zi was analyzing Mo Jiu's identity in a low voice, but the young man didn't say anything, just kept his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.

In the tent, Mo Jiu looked at the water in the kettle and put it down decisively. He picked up the 8888 that was automatically hanging around his waist and started asking it to help him get water for a bath.

Normally, as a system, after binding with the host, 8888 is hidden in the host's soul, and the system space opened up does not appear in reality.

But unfortunately, 8888 couldn't make any contact with Mo Jiu's soul and was directly bounced away. He was even injured and lost a lot of energy, and many functions could not be activated.

But it couldn't get away from Mo Jiu, as if it had signed a master-servant contract. Whenever it wanted to leave, there was a kind of energy restricting itself.

It had originally intended to trick Mo Jiu into doing a task to save energy, but before the task even started, it was tricked into spending its own energy to work for Mo Jiu first. This was simply the opposite of what Tian Gang was doing.

I hope the main system will receive my call for help soon and help 8888 escape from the clutches of this little prince.

Reality……

Hey! 8888 didn’t even know that he could help run the bath water, but he couldn’t beat him, what could he do?

8888 was so heartbroken that he couldn't even cry. He used his own little savings to buy a large bath tub, purified water and shower gel from the system's mall, and gave the 'host' in front of him a bath.

In order to show his obedience, 8888 even went over to help Mo Jiu rub his back, but was thrown out of the tent in disgust.

Hei Xia Zi was squatting outside the tent, looking at the young man who was resting with his eyes closed, with a face full of resentment. Then he saw a small white ball being thrown out of the tent and rolling right to his feet.

Hei Xia Zi lowered his head and stared at the small white metal ball with a hole in it at his feet. He raised his eyebrows and picked up 8888 with a smile.

"Hey! I've made a fortune. I don't know the metal, and I don't know how much it can be sold for." Hei Xia Zi weighed 8888 in his hand.

The young man opened his eyes and looked at the small white ball being tossed up and down by the black bear, then reached out to take it and took a look.

8888 didn't dare to move at all in the young man's hands, and even held his breath.

A system is clearly not breathing, but for some reason it feels like it is holding its breath.

"What's wrong?" Hei Xia Zi asked, raising his chin when he saw that the young man was watching seriously.

The young man didn't say anything, he just held 8888 and turned it in his hand. Seeing the small hole on the sphere, the young man stretched out a finger and measured the small hole.

8888:......

"It was poked out." said the young man.

Heishazi looked at the young man's unusual two fingers and said with a smile: "It's a metal ball, can't you poke it out?"

The young man took a look at Hei Xia Zi, then suddenly grabbed Hei Xia Zi's finger and poked it towards 8888.

"Ahh...dumb, Hei Ye's finger is broken." Hei Ye's eyes were so sore from the pain that he wanted to cry. Do you understand that the fingers are connected to the heart?

"No." The young man showed Hei Xia Zi the intact 8888 sphere.

Hei Xiazi hugged his red fingers and gritted his teeth. If he could beat the mute, he would have fought with the mute long ago.

If you can't pierce it, then why are you using Hei Ye's fingers to experiment? Do you think Hei Ye's fingers are made of diamonds?

"Mute, just tell me! I broke the blind man's fingers, you have to compensate me for the medical expenses!"

"No." said the young man.

"Mute, you can't be so heartless! She was hurt because of you."

"Brother, brother, help me comb my hair."

Before the young man could hold back and beat up Hei Xia Zi, Mo Jiu, wearing an ill-fitting hooded jumpsuit and black pants, with wet long black hair, ran out.

The young man looked at him, a hint of surprise flashing in his clear eyes.

Hei Xiazi was surprised by Mo Jiu's exquisite and beautiful face, but he quickly reacted and looked at the other people around him.

Maybe because they were far away, no one noticed this place for a while. Hei Xiazi and the little brother immediately walked over and blocked Mo Jiu's figure to prevent others from seeing Mo Jiu's wet hair and the look of having just showered.

Looking at Mo Jiu, who had no idea of ​​the situation and was innocently asking the mute to trim his beautiful hair, Hei Xia Zi had a headache.

It is difficult to use water in the desert. Doesn't this kid know that his appearance like this will make people doubt his weirdness? After all, the people on Aning's side know how much water the mute brought back.

The young man put his arm around Mo Jiu's shoulder, gave him a blind look, and half-coveredly took Mo Jiu back to the tent.

Hei Xia Zi stood outside the tent, staring at the people on Aning's side in the distance. Fortunately, he and the mute were unsure of the boy's identity, so they placed him farther away, otherwise something serious would have happened!

I don't know which family raised this innocent child.

There have probably been others worse than this one by Young Master San.

A hint of obscurity flashed across Hei Xiazi's eyes. He hoped that he would not be a drag, otherwise...

The young man looked at the large bath tub, water and other things that suddenly appeared in the tent, and remained silent.

But Mo Jiu didn't react. After all, in the tomb-robbing world or the prehistoric world, he was used to having space. He was not as good as Zhang Qiling who had a world up his sleeves. He was accustomed to the things that appeared.

He cannot open his portable mansion now, otherwise he could go in and take a shower directly, and he wouldn't need 8888's help.

Seeing that the young man didn't respond, Mo Jiu pointed to the wet and messy black hair behind him and said, "Brother, smooth your hair."

The hair on a human body is equivalent to the handsome, beautiful and majestic sideburns on a unicorn's body. Mo Jiu cares about it very much. When Zhang Qiling was around, she often helped him comb his hair.

A comb was stuffed into the young man's hand, and he looked at Mo Jiu's hair in a daze. He had never done this before and didn't know how to start.