Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Ling's cheeks were originally bulging, and he ate a lot of food.

Because the mouth is too full, a small shrimp tail is exposed at the corner of the mouth.

The red and white shrimp tail trembled and trembled as he chewed, looking extremely attractive.

He was about to spit out the little shrimp tail into his mouth when he heard these two fatal questions.

Wu Ling was stunned for a moment, and a spirit raised his head, and the little derpy hair on his head trembled because of his movements.

As soon as he looked up, he was met with two puzzled looks.

Wu Ling: "......"

He couldn't help but smirk at them when he saw both of them staring at him with puzzled expressions.

That's a good question, it's a fucking question.

Because he paused suddenly, his face was still round and bulging, like a white ball.

The cheeks are round, like the chipmunks who are called foodie beasts.

And because of that giggle, this little chipmunk looks stupid and stupid, inexplicably cute.

Wu Xian and Wu Sanxing were originally very puzzled by Wu Ling's sudden return and the ability to accurately find their behavior.

But at this time, when they saw Wu Ling who was so stupid, they suddenly felt that they were confused...... It doesn't seem to be very important.

Wu Xian squinted, looking at his younger brother's little expression that was obviously a little weak-hearted, his face suddenly changed

: "Xiao Ling, you won't sneak back by yourself, right?"

Wu Ling: "......"

When he heard Wu Xian's question, he was inexplicably a little pensive.

In the memories he was systematically instilled, there was no memory of how 'he' returned to China.

But in the last memory clip, instead of taking the medicine handed to me by the nurse, I hid it in my sleeve with a feign.

Then 'I' was dragged by the nurse to a white room inside and out, and underwent a blood draw.

'Himself' sat on a bench and watched as the nurse pierced his skin with a needle.

And 'myself' seems to be Xi to this action of drawing blood, like a marionette, acting against the nurse's orders, strangely numb.

At that time, he saw through the scenery outside the window that the sky was darkened, like dusk, and the fiery red clouds hung on the blue sky, which was very beautiful, but he felt a deep depression.

When I got back to the ward, I fell asleep.

It's just that in the dead of night, when the lights were turned off inside and outside the hospital, "I" suddenly opened his eyes and stood up expressionlessly.

Then he turned over and got out of bed in an orderly manner, and took out a black package from the gap in the bedside table.

Inside was a dress that clearly did not match his figure, a black cap, and a large amount of cash.

'Himself' squatted on the ground and looked at these things for a long time, then moved extremely quickly but carefully to change the clothes and walk out of the room.

The memories he had since come back to that cave are the memories he had traveled back to in that cave.

So Wu Ling really didn't know whether 'he' sneaked back to China or was transported back to China.

He was also a little puzzled by this.

Because Wu Ling also had a really puzzled look on his face, this caused his facial expression to be a little sluggish, and he looked inexplicably stunned.

This caused Wu Xian, who had been observing his movements, to look at his younger brother's face, as if there was a kind of 'how do you know?' shocked look.

Wu Xian's eyebrows twisted, and he gasped in disbelief: "

No, Xiaoling, did you really sneak back by yourself

?" Second Uncle didn't find out?" Even because he was too surprised, Wu Xian's body couldn't help but go to Wu Ling's side, and there was a look on his face that he didn't know what expression to show.

"Brother, huh! Steady, steady, don't get so excited.

Wu Ling saw that his brother's surprised voice was raised by eight tones, which made his body tremble in fright, and the expression on his face became even more empty.

He coughed, stretched out his little paws with some oily twists and patted Wu Xian's chest, and said righteously:

"Brother, brother, don't be so excited, too excited can easily cause high blood pressure, arrhythmia, and even insomnia, we are also more than 100 pounds of people, can we be as steady as me?"

Wu Xian heard him say this, twitched the corners of his mouth, and laughed inexplicably in his heart.

This little clever ghost, obviously asking him a question, why did he still educate me?

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw two oil-stained handprints on his white shirt.

The seal looks quite symmetrical, and even the shape is a heart.

Next to this small mark, there was also an ignorant puppy paw patting his chest.

After the puppy's paw was removed, there were several more oil marks on his white shirt.

Good guys, people get stolen goods.

Wu Xian raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry, but his eyes were full of helplessness and doting smiles.

He has an attitude of turning a blind eye to his younger brother's little behavior of pulling away from the topic.

Wu Sanxing next to him had just jumped out of his mental turmoil.

As a result, as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw his little nephew with a young face, who was seriously persuading his mature and helpless nephew.

Wu Sanxing's face suddenly showed a somewhat skeptical expression, and he looked up at the sky.

Am I not woken up yet? Or is this world not waking up

? Are my two nephews swapped?

Wu Ling tugged at Wu Xian's sleeve with a serious face, trying to change the topic of nonsense:

"Brother, let me tell you, don't look at you now, but remember, young people don't get too excited, otherwise when you get old, there will be a lot of small problems and come to you, you know?"

Wu Xian was not annoyed by his oil-stained hand, and his eyes were gentle.

When Wu Ling asked him with clear eyes, Wu Xian nodded extremely cooperatively, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"Okay, okay, I know, my little housekeeper." "

The atmosphere between the two brothers is harmonious and warm.

At this moment, Wu Sanxing even felt that his uncle was like a 5,000-watt light bulb, shiny and shiny.

He cleared his throat, trying to attract the attention of the little brothers:

"Ahem, what is that, little nephew, you tell the third uncle honestly, does your second uncle know that you are coming back?"

Wu Ling blinked, did not reply, but showed a silly smile at Wu Sanxing, and laughed twice, just like a second fool.

Wu Sanxing: The

silent silence of "......" was deafening.

He suddenly understood, what was going on?

His eyelids jumped, and he had a sense of foreboding in his heart. Asked again: "Then does your grandmother know?"

Wu Ling still didn't speak, his big eyes looked at Wu Sanxing, and the smile on his face became bigger.

Wu Sanxing looked at his little nephew's weak little expression, what did he not understand at this time?

Wu Sansheng took a big breath to calm his mood.

Damn, it's more than 7,200 kilometers from Germany, and this stinky boy is back alone.

Wu Sanxing slowed down for a while before calming down his mood.

He was just about to verbally educate himself about this little nephew who seemed to be rebellious and didn't know what the danger was.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Wu Sanxing's mind seemed to suddenly remember something, and his brows jumped suddenly.

Wrong.

Although his little nephew is usually a little eccentric, he still has a very measured grasp of things and will not come back from Germany for no reason.

Thinking of this, Wu Sanxing's brows suddenly furrowed.

Could it be ......

?

As he pondered, a familiar piece of music came from his trouser pocket, disrupting his train of thought.

"The vast end of the world is my love, and the flowers bloom at the foot of the green mountains~ What kind of ......"

Wu Sanxing sighed lightly in his mouth, and reached out and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Who? Haven't you seen that he was about to talk to his little nephew?

He took out his mobile phone a little impatiently, but when he just saw the notes on it, his expression suddenly changed, his frown relaxed, and his face was a little happy.

Wu Ling saw that his third uncle was suddenly relieved of his brows the moment he saw the mobile phone, and his eyebrows were smiling, looking full of spring.

This piqued his curiosity.

Adhering to his professional operation as a melon eater, Wu Ling's eyes swept over the table, and then he neatly picked it up and put it on the table, and took a big bite of the strawberry sugar gourd wrapped in glutinous rice paper.

While chewing, he moved the small stool to Wu Sanxing's side, and secretly poked his ears.

Eating melon brand Wu Xiaoyan is online.

Wu Xian, who was next to him, looked at his extremely skillful little movements, smiled and shook his head.

This little clever ghost doesn't know when he loves gossip so much.

He looked down at his white shirt stained with small oil handprints, sighed helplessly, and thought to himself:

"Yes, wash it when you go back, it just so happens that the laundry detergent I bought yesterday has not been removed, go back and try it to see if it works."

Wu Xian thought about it, and naturally picked up the half-eaten sugar hawthorn that Wu Lingsai gave him before, and slowly took a bite.

Because this sugar gourd was just made, Wu Xian just bit into it, and as soon as he entered his mouth, he was full of caramel aroma.

Then the familiar sweet and sour taste came up gently, lingering between the lips and teeth.

Wu raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised to glance at the sugar gourd in his hand.

I don't know if it's because I haven't tasted this sweet and sour taste for too long, or because of the half of the sugar gourd in my hand at this time, this scene is too familiar.

Wu Xian felt that this sugar gourd was much more delicious than the sugar gourd he had eaten in the previous 20 years.

This way.

As soon as Wu Sanxing connected the phone, he saw a curious kitten, with his ears propped up, and secretly poked and prodded close to him.

He squinted his eyes and smiled, stretched out his hand and exhaled on the kitten's brain, rubbed it vigorously, and said to the head

, "Got it, well, okay."

Wu Ling had just moved the small chair towards Wu Sanxing, but before his ears could be supported, a ruthless big hand slammed into his head.

Wu Ling: "......

what kind of evil thing makes my eyes dark?

Wow, it turned out to be my third uncle."

That's fine.

He was about to move forward head-on, when suddenly his brain tightened, and the big hand rubbed his hat on the top of his head as if he were kneading dough.

When Wu Ling reacted, he saw that Wu Sanxing, who was sitting opposite, had already hung up the phone and looked at him with a smile.

And the bangs on the top of his head have exploded, and they look like the head of a bird's nest.

Wu Ling blew the hair that covered his eyes, pouted and said

, "Third uncle, why are you bullying children?"

Wu Sanxing looked in front of him, pouting like a little salted fish who had lost his dream, and reached out and knocked him on the head funny:

"Stinky boy, have you learned to beat a rake in Germany all these years? Just now, which unreasonable little doll wanted to eavesdrop on me, why did you grow up and become more and more scoundrels? Just like your brother."

"Ahem......

" Wu Xian was inexplicably cued and blinked innocently:

"Third uncle, if you say Xiao Ling, just say Xiao Ling, why do you pull me

?" Wu Sanxing raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter? Stinky boy, did Lao Tzu say it wrong?"

Wu Xian was choked by these words, he thought of the things he had done before, and coughed weakly.

This way.

Wu Ling stretched out his hand and poked Wu Sanxing's shoulder, with an excited face, and asked curiously

: "Third uncle, don't change the topic, who called you just now?" Seeing that your face is so nervous, is

it ......" Speaking of this, Wu Ling suddenly blinked with a thief's eyebrows, and smiled hehehe:

"Could it be my future third aunt?" Wow ~ Third Uncle ~ I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Third Uncle, look at your usual thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually ...... Hiss, whoa!"

Wu Ling was just halfway through speaking, when his brain suddenly collapsed.

Wu Sanxing was given goosebumps by Wu Ling's eight-tone tone.

He shook his body, raised his hand and knocked the little head melon that was squeezing at him.

But his strength is very light, like fighting mosquitoes.

Wu Sanxing's face darkened, looking at his little nephew who was still smiling and grinning with his head covered, and said with a frown:

"Stinky boy, you should be honest with Lao Tzu."

Wu Ling looked at his third uncle's black face, he was not afraid at all, but he also grabbed his shoulders as if

he was with his brothers, and shook it: "Oh, third uncle, just talk about it, I'm not curious, you said that you are so old, and you didn't say to find us a third aunt or something, you won't be ......"

Wu Ling just said a few words, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

There is a murderous aura.

He immediately turned his head, and as a result, he saw his third uncle's increasingly dark face and the more and more green tendons on the top of his head.

Wu Ling snorted in his heart, and immediately closed his mouth, revealing a silly smile.

His right hand made a zipper gesture in front of his mouth.

Then the left hand is opened, the fingertips of the index finger and middle finger of the right hand are pressed against the palm of the left hand, and the knuckles are slightly bent, making a standard kowtow posture.

Third uncle, I was wrong.