Tomb Exploration: All-round Playing the Cold-Faced God Zhang Qilin

The Snow Mountain was cold and desolate. All you could see was white snow. A figure was standing under the soft white snow.

Even though it was very cold around, the figure still fitted in with the surrounding environment.

But his eyes were empty at this moment, confused and without any direction.

But something guided him, and he continued to move forward step by step.

Go forward...

The voices around him kept calling out to him, but he ignored them, or perhaps something was guiding him, making it hard for him to tell.

The cold wind kept blowing, blowing on the snow and on people's skin.

But suddenly a familiar voice made him stop. The voice was very familiar, but also felt strange.

"Bro!"

I turned around and looked for the voice calling me, but everyone's face looked strange and distant.

No matter how the person in front of me greets me, I always feel that the distance between me and him is different.

Wu Chen, who was calling out to the young man, also sensed what had happened and was anxiously looking for a fat man.

......

Zhang Yichen seemed to follow him for some unknown reason and came to a comfortable house.

No matter what the person in front of you says.

Both familiar and unfamiliar.

After a few days, I finally felt that the person in front of me was familiar, but only a little.

But that was very warm.

They seemed to be very nice to me, and I was no exception.

I silently accepted what they gave me, and I silently gave it back.

A few days later, the two seemed to be getting more and more anxious, and took Zhang Yichen to the hospital for a check-up.

The doctor also gave the symptoms.

Amnesia!

Wu Chen was also very puzzled. The three of them just came to the snowy mountains, and the young man became like that.

But for Wu Chen, this is a bad thing, because the young man is his friend and his good brother.

If the boy forgets himself.

Then Wu Chen felt that he would definitely be sad.

Both of them brought Zhang Yichen to a familiar place, but Zhang Yichen had no emotions and did not recall it.

Time passes day by day.

Zhang Yichen was still sitting alone on the balcony, but when he saw Wu Chen sitting under the balcony, he seemed to have thought of something.

Wu Chen was chatting with the fat man on the balcony, and they were also playing chess.

The loser would have a piece of paper stuck on his face, and the fat man’s face was already covered with it.

After a long time, such time was very good for Wu Chen, although the young man didn't think about it.

But the young man feels safe here, which also makes him feel warm.

At this moment, Wu Chen also looked up at the balcony.

The two couldn't help but look at each other.

Although Zhang Yichen had a blank expression on his face, Wu Chen started to laugh.

Zhang Yichen stood up and walked back to the living room, picked up the money that was scattered around the living room and walked out.

Seeing that the young man wanted to go out, Wu Chen was worried about his current situation and asked.

"Where are you going, little brother?"

"food."

Zhang Yichen said softly.

Wu Chen saw that the young man wanted to buy something to eat and wanted to ask him if he had any money, but he saw that the young man was still holding a hundred-dollar bill tightly in his hand.

Originally Wu Chen wanted to follow along, but was stopped by the fat man, who said he had to win a game.

The sky slowly turned into sunset.

Wu Chen also recalled that the young man seemed to have gone out at around one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

It's already four or five o'clock, and Wu Chen is still thinking about sending a message with his mobile phone, but it seems that the young man doesn't know how to use his mobile phone during this period.

There were already seven or eight pieces of paper stuck on Wu Chen's face, but in comparison, the fat man's face was already covered with them, and even his two arms were almost covered with them.

Wu Chen tore the note off his face and said to the fat man.

"Fatty, I don't want to play with you anymore. It seems like the little brother has been out for so long and hasn't come back!"

"Although the young man doesn't remember us now, with his strength, nothing should go wrong."

The fat man also tore off the note on his face, speaking as he did so.

Suddenly, two men in uniform walked in from the door.

Wu Chen and Fatty were quite confused when they saw what the two men were wearing.

Why did the police come to my door?

The two men immediately stood up and looked at the police approaching in confusion.

The policeman looked at the two people in front of him with no expression on his face.

"Uncle police, what's the matter?"

Wu Chen asked quickly.

A policeman picked up a notebook and asked.

"Who is Wu Chen?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Wu Chen answered doubtfully.

Another policeman also spoke up.

"Don't worry, we're just asking if you know someone named Zhang Yichen!"

When Wu Chen heard the young man's name, he instantly panicked. The police came to his door, so something must have happened.

The young man was already in that condition, and Wu Chen let him go out alone. He also felt that he had not taken good care of the young man.

"I know him. Has something happened to him now?"

The policeman shook his head and said.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's just a fight in the street."

...

In the police station.

Zhang Yichen sat on the chair without any expression or scars.

Many police officers passing by couldn't help but glance at him, noticing his elegance and handsomeness.

Not far away, a woman was explaining the situation to the police.

After the police understood the situation, they also knew why.

But it's not bad enough to break bones.

In another part of the police station, several people were beaten with bruises on their faces and some even had broken hands.

When the police questioned Zhang Yichen, he remained silent.

Of course, those people were beaten so badly that they must pay for their medical expenses.

So no matter how the police asked, Zhang Yichen never answered.

All I heard was Zhang Yichen saying a person's name.

Finally, the police found Wu Chen through his name.

When Wu Chen arrived at the police station, he saw the young man sitting there unexpectedly.

Zhang Yichen also saw Wu Chen. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes seemed to say something.

After completing a series of tasks at the police station, Wu Chen took Zhang Yichen home.

Compensation for medical expenses is just a small matter. I guess the WeChat section has also received that much money.

After returning home, Zhang Yichen sat on the sofa, looking very guilty but not saying it out loud.

"It's okay bro!"

Wu Chen said that these were all minor matters and would not cause any big trouble.

"And brother, in your current condition, you should stay at home from now on. If you want to eat anything, just tell us."

Zhang Yichen nodded silently.

The fat man also came back from the door, carrying a big bag of things in his hands.

"I've bought some hot food, come and eat it quickly!"

The three of them also sat together, eating the food they bought and drinking wine leisurely.