After waking up from tomb raiding, my brothers all fell in love with me

This dream not only brought together so many red lines, allowing Yue Lao to successfully complete his year-end KPI, but also allowed Wuxie, Temujin, to successfully blossom and bear fruit.

However, it also left a deep psychological shadow on Wuxie.

Although he didn't show it on his face, every time he woke up in the middle of the night, Wuxie was a little worried, wondering if it was another dream created by Yue Lao to complete something.

Of course, Wuxie also felt that the gods in heaven would not be so "idle" as to waste their time on a mortal like him every day.

This feeling of being arranged by others made Wuxie very uncomfortable, or to be more precise, unhappy.

It's fun to use tricks on others, but it's not the same if it happens to yourself.

There's always a feeling of being tricked.

The vigilance that Wuxie had developed over the years was fully awakened, which could be seen from the time he had a talk with Yue Lao in his dream.

Even though his memory was blurred and he was a completely different person, Wuxie still retained his vigilance.

You don't need too much of this stuff, a little is enough.

Even though he has lost his memory and his way of thinking has changed a little, he is still Wuxie.

Those root things will break out of the ground.

enough.

Speaking of worry, Wuxie was more afraid of not being able to tell the difference. In the huge contrast between human power and divine power, this feeling of powerlessness was even more obvious.

Back to reality, I recall those ridiculous memories.

It's funny, but more worrying.

When the boundary between dreams and reality is blurred, you can still tell whether you are in reality or dreams, or what you think you are in the past.

This feeling of being out of control made Wuxie unable to truly relax.

He had to do something, something familiar, something with familiar people, something that only the closest people would understand, something that was difficult to fake even in dreams.

Wuxie must keep himself busy.

It was a desensitization phase, and everyone could see his innocent state.

Unlike Wuxie, they have completely opposite views on dreams and are, to some extent, vested interests.

Understand Wuxie's series of actions and cooperate.

Doing things can keep you busy, but people are not machines and it is impossible for them to run non-stop for 24 hours a day.

It is impossible for everyone to watch Wuxie get tired.

Being busy is only part of the time. Most of the time, Wuxie will think uncontrollably.

When I have too many thoughts in my mind, I always want to find a way to vent and release them, such as chatting.

The fat man sighed, "This is too abnormal, too abnormal!" Tian Zhen's chat now can't even be considered a chat.

It was more of an outpouring of one's own thoughts, which made the fat man feel like when he was in class as a child, obviously very sleepy and couldn't understand, but he still had to force himself to stay awake and listen to the teacher's words, feeling dominated by the knowledge being forced into his brain.

The fat man was really scared, but there was nothing he could do. If Tian Zhen was like this, he had to accompany her.

The fat man was right, Wuxie was no longer just chatting.

It can be said that I hate small talk. What I want to discuss more is death, survival, the meaning of life, and even the distant outer space and the Milky Way; or get back to the basics, about you, interesting memories, your shortcomings, lies you have told, your childhood, things that kept you awake at night, your fears and your anxieties.

People and things with depth, worth exploring, and words with twisted mentalities and emotions.

Instead of asking “What’s wrong?”

It is worrying to see Wuxie in this state.

"Oh, this isn't going to work. Tianzhen hasn't had a good night's sleep in a while." The fat man said worriedly, "If we keep chatting like this, our bodies will collapse sooner or later!"

"We really need to take some action." Xie Yuchen nodded in agreement.

"Let's solve the sleeping problem first." Hei Xia Zi stood aside and watched Wu Xie who was sorting out the classic materials.

It was like being trapped in a mental trap of one's own creation. Even someone as smart as Wuxie couldn't get past this.

The three of them were standing at Wuxie's door chatting when they saw Zhang Qiling bringing a bowl of drink from the kitchen. They didn't know what it was.

"You dumb thing, the mountain man has a clever plan." Hei Xiazi sniffed what Zhang Qiling had just held.

"He is the one who will do this, Wuxie can't refuse." Xie Yuchen looked at Zhang Qiling as he went in, seemed relieved, turned around and walked outside to sit in the yard.

"What's going on, young man?" The fat man looked at Hei Xia Zi and then at Jie Yuchen, and finally turned around to look at the situation on Zhang Qiling and Wuxie's side.

Wuxie, who was immersed in classics, frowned as he looked at the bowl that suddenly appeared in front of him.

When he looked up and saw that it was Zhang Qiling, his frown subconsciously relaxed.

"Brother? What are you doing?" Wuxie asked in confusion.

"It's good for your health." Zhang Qiling looked at Wuxie.

Wuxie listened to this, looked at Zhang Qiling and then at the medicine in the bowl.

"It's not bitter. I mixed it." Zhang Qiling explained when he saw this.

"I'm not afraid of hardship...that's all." Wuxie raised his eyes when he heard Zhang Qiling's words, and looked at Zhang Qiling with some ambiguous expression.

The young man cared about him so much, worried that he was in poor health and tired, that he specially prepared medicine for him and boiled it for him to drink.

Touched, I have to drink this.

Wuxie said this, took the bowl and drank the contents in one gulp.

It is indeed not bitter, but more of a refreshing herbal fragrance. When Wuxie smells it, for a moment he feels like he has transformed into a cow or sheep on the grassland, and all he smells is this refreshing fragrance from nature.

Zhang Qiling took the bowl at the right time.

"Brother, do you have anything else to say?" Wuxie saw that he had finished drinking the medicine, but Zhang Qiling showed no sign of leaving.

Zhang Qiling raised his free hand and closed the book in front of Wuxie.

"After drinking this, you need to go and rest, otherwise... it won't work." Zhang Qiling paused. This short period of thinking made it difficult to understand what Zhang Qiling was thinking.

"Is it necessary? I still have some things to sort out, and besides, I'm not that...sleepy right now?"

Wuxie responded to Zhang Qiling's words and understood the young man's good intentions, but he really hadn't sorted it out yet.

However, before he could finish his words, Wuxie felt a little dizzy and sleepiness came over him like an overwhelming force.

Wuxie couldn't help but yawn twice.

"If you're tired, go to sleep."

"I suddenly feel so sleepy." Wuxie nodded, stood up and walked towards his room.

Looking at the fat man and the blind man gathered in his study, he asked, "What are you two doing standing here?"

"Ahem, well, let's stand here and chat. The scenery here is pretty good." The fat man said, looking up.

There's nothing but the ceiling, so where's the view?

"Then you guys watch carefully. I'm going to sleep. I'm so sleepy." Wuxie nodded. Even though he knew it was unreliable, he didn't have the time to care.

"Tsk, it has to be the little brother. Tian Zhen knew it clearly, but he still drank it. Pingzai, it has to be you." The fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wuxie going upstairs, and turned to look at Zhang Qiling who came out with a bowl.

"That's right. Even my words as a master are useless." Hei Xiazi smiled and raised his arm to embrace Zhang Qiling. It was unclear whether his words were a compliment or a hint of jealousy.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and glanced at Hei Xia Zi, "Take good care of Wu Xie."

"What? You want to go out? It's unnecessary for you to say that. I'm looking forward to it." Hei Xiazi smiled.

"Tell Wuxie that we'll leave today and be back in five days." Zhang Qiling looked at the fat man.

"Don't worry, no matter who you forget, you can't forget this matter. It also needs to be naive enough to let the idle young man in society also have the good quality of reporting."

"Yes, it has to be Wuxie." Hei Xiazi said, and put his hand down from Zhang Qiling's shoulder. "Are you going to Zhang Haike's place?"

"Yes, something happened." After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he walked towards the kitchen.

"The head of the Zhang family has a heavy responsibility that cannot be neglected." The fat man sighed as he looked at Zhang Qiling's back, "But Zhang Haike is the same. What can't be handled well that makes the young man so hurried?"

(Zhang Haike: Then I leave?)

"When the mute comes back, Zhang Haike should also be back."

. . . . . .

I don’t know if it’s the effect of the bowl of medicine he drank before going to bed, but Wuxie fell asleep unusually quickly.

I slept very soundly, but it would have been better if I hadn't dreamed.

I opened my eyes again...this damn familiar feeling came again.

Before he could see clearly what was in front of him, bursts of fragrance rushed into Wuxie's nose.

It is similar to the fragrance of the bowl of medicine, but stronger.

It is more spacious. Just by smelling, he can feel the surrounding situation. Wuxie's nose has suffered irreversible damage due to previous overuse.

However, the smell was so strong that even Wuxie could hardly ignore it.

The ability to 'see' simply by smell can sometimes occur during the recovery process after a nasal injury.

When Hei Xia Zi heard this, he was surprised, as he knew he would experience this situation too.

However, because his eyes sometimes cannot see clearly, he can also see through his sense of smell.

It's a kind of compensatory mechanism. The body is so wonderful.

That saying is true, when God closes a door for you, he will also open a window for you.

I just didn't expect that Wuxie's nose was injured, not his eyes. Logically speaking, the body's mechanism may use other senses to compensate for the lack of smell.

Wuxie realized after hearing this, no wonder, sometimes when he touched something, he could smell its smell.

The feeling was very strange, and Wuxie could clearly know that this was not what he smelled with his nose.

It's like a signal that is transmitted directly to the brain and then transferred to the senses.

Hei Xiazi's words explained the problem, "You are different."

After hearing Wuxie's words, Hei Xia Zi chuckled.

Now, I smelled the scent and opened my eyes, and what came into view was a vast grassland.

All you see is green, and only where the sky and the earth meet does the blue appear.

Looking at such a magnificent scenery, Wuxie couldn't help but want to shout.

But the sound of the shouting...made Wuxie at a loss.

"Woof woof woof!!!"

"Huh?" What!?