Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

It is even more fun for the little official to have the company of the little lama.

He took his own milk sac to find and share it with his friends.

The young lamas would also give them butter tea.

The two children play in the mud when the weather is warm and make snowmen when the weather is cold.

A world was achieved in which only the old lama was hurt.

The young lama has a prayer wheel given to him by the old lama.

The young official saw it and asked if there were any more and if he could ask the old lama to give him one.

Old Lama: . . . .

Kid, don't go too far.

“There’s only one small prayer wheel.”

It turns out that adults always use syllables when talking to children, and it happens unconsciously.

The young official came back humming and groaning, and kept talking to Xiaolongnu.

Bai Ma stuffed a piece of potato pancake into his mouth before shutting it up.

But after eating, he started talking again.

Bai Ma: . . . .

I don’t know what happened to Fu Lin now. I don’t think he was so talkative when he was a child.

Then I got beaten, and that’s why I became quiet when I grew up.

Zhang Fulin: . . .

Bai Ma, Fulin misses you, but it’s useless.

Woo woo woo.

Bai Ma: . . . .

Okay, I understand. I learned to talk from Fulin. His little mouth never stops except when he is sleeping.

The next morning, the official found a mini prayer wheel next to his pillow, and the gold foil was emitting a colorful halo in the morning light.

He ran out of the house barefoot and shouted, "Longlong! Amma! The old lama gave me a gift!"

Bai Ma held Xiaoguan in his arms and looked at Xiaolongnu with a smile.

Xiaolongnu: ...

Well, the old lama worked late into the night to make it.

Old Lama: ……

Who cares about his life or death?

He doesn't want to sleep.

The next day, I was mumbling while reciting the scriptures.

Lamas: . . .

What's wrong with the old lama? He read it wrong.

Old Lama: . . . .

You heard it wrong.

Zhang Fulin was different. The Zhang family disbanded early, so he came to Motuo to find Baima.

It’s a pity that the road is difficult to travel these days.

He followed the caravan all the way, mainly because he brought a lot of gifts.

He met many members of the Wang family on the road, but Zhang Fulin was no longer the same Zhang Fulin.

It's a Vodka Flint, no, that's wrong, it's a Gatling Flint.

I don’t know where he got the weapons, but there is a whole cart of them.

The caravan didn't even have to take action, they just shot the people directly.

Caravan: ...

No, where does this talent come from?

There is a fee, there is no fee, there is no fee, they even pay money.

With the escort of guns, the journey became smoother.

But this man probably didn't have a very good brain. There were a lot of clothes and jewelry for women and children in the car, but he only had two sets of clothes to change into.

Maybe he lost his wife and children, and he went a little crazy.

Hey, they all understand. They have seen everything in their years of business.

At least there was no random killing.

Wang Family: . . . .

No, they died in vain before they even said their lines.

The Wang family, who refused to believe in evil, sent people to arrest him, but they all died under the truth.

After all, within the scope of truth, the Zhang family is the fastest.

After losing a lot of things, the old lama welcomed a team delivering supplies.

When he saw Zhang Fulin with joyful eyes, he was dazed for a moment and thought that she was still alive.

The old lama put his hands together.

"Dear guest, where are you from?"

"Zhang family."

"Dear guest, where are you going?"

"Bai Ma."

The old lama looked at the man in front of him who was full of evil spirit and decided not to tease him anymore.

"Bai Ma's man, what happened to the Zhang family? They are willing to let you come back."

Zhang Fulin said calmly, "Let's go. I'll come find Bai Ma."

So it's okay, I'm safe.

I came to find Baima. Old Lama, where did you hide Baima?

Old Lama: That’s good.

"Come with me, my dear guest. Bai Ma is very healthy. She has a healthy child named Xiao Guan."

"It was the goddess who saved them."

Zhang Fulin: . . . .

It didn't believe anything until it saw Bai Ma.

What child? As long as Bai Ma is here, the child is a treasure.

The children will suffer a little when Bai Ma is not around.

Zhang Fulin was carrying a huge luggage on his back, like a moving mountain. He unpacked half of the things and gave them to the Lama Temple, and continued to carry the other half to look for Baima.

Bai Ma was in the kitchen when he suddenly felt a huge shadow.

She thought the official was trying to scare people with the bed sheet again.

"Sir, you can't do this."

When she turned around, it was her former lover. He looked the same as before, but his eyes looked much older.

Still so crybaby.

Zhang Fulin looked a little awkward while crying and laughing. It was not until Bai Ma hugged him that he dared to hug Bai Ma back, holding her tightly and not wanting to separate.

He would never be separated from Baima again.

Bai Ma coaxed Fu Lin as if he were coaxing a minor official, listening to him chattering and repeating himself.

"I'm here, Fulin. I'm here, Fulin."

The old lama left just now.

He wanted to stop Xiaoguan and Xiaolongnu from coming back later.

It always takes time for a couple to reminisce and digest the past when they get together.

Bai Ma took Zhang Fulin to put down the things, and they were not tired after carrying them.

Zhang Fulin just said, "I'm not tired at all. Baima, I bought a lot of things for you."

Before he could finish his words, Bai Ma pulled him to take a shower and change clothes.

Let’s wear the lama’s clothes for now, Fulin’s clothes have been pickled.

Fortunately it is winter, not summer.

It will go bad that way.

Zhang Fulin listened to Bai Ma obediently.

Bai Ma does whatever he says.

This is very similar to the petty official, and also very similar to the stupid one.

Perhaps because he met the person he wanted to see, Zhang Fulin was coaxed to sleep by Bai Ma.

In the end, Bai Ma accompanied him to take a nap.

Xiao Longnu took the young official to have dinner with the old lama.

She also knew that Zhang Fulin had returned.

"That wild man is back, is there any trouble?"

Old Lama: "Probably not."

He was not sure either. Anyway, without any resistance from the clan, Zhang Fulin should not be in so much trouble and would not die so easily.

The official looked up and said, "The wild man is my father. My father is a wild man. His name is Zhang Fulin.

There are bad guys behind me, and the bad guys are gone."

Old Lama: . . . .

Xiaolongnu: …

It seems that I can’t talk nonsense in front of my children anymore.

As long as Bai Ma likes it, a wild man is a wild man.

Of course, the explanation will be left to the old lama, who will take care of the children.

Xiaolongnu felt relieved.

Old Lama: ……

As long as you are capable, there will be endless work to do.

Zhang Fulin was still crying in his sleep, he sobbed, Baima, sobbed.

Bai Ma could only speak softly.

"Fulin, I'm not dead, Baima is not dead, and Xiaoguan is not dead either. We can all live a good life from now on."

When Zhang Fulin came out, he had already become a standard member of the Zhang family.

Xiaoguan was in Xiaolongnu's arms, looking at the man next to his mother.

He pointed at Zhang Fulin in shocking words.

"Wild man, you are my wild man, you don't stay home, you don't want us, then we don't want you either, Mom, can you marry Xiaolongnu?"

He didn't like anyone joining their family.

Zhang Fulin: . . . .

Even Xiaolongnu looked at the young official in surprise. Where did he learn that? The old lama had never said such a thing.