Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

In A-Gui's stilted house courtyard, three square tables were set up, and A-Gui was serving dishes with his two daughters.

He gave an awkward smile as he met Zhang Tata's gaze, who was wrapped in a black robe with only her eyes showing.

When I saw this guy in one of the bosses' rooms a few days ago, I was quite surprised. I was thinking that I hadn't delayed sending him supplies recently, so how did he end up out here?

To everyone's surprise, the person who had just instructed him to keep an eye on those bosses turned enemies into friends the very next day.

Thinking about this guy's methods, all he could say was, "This boss from the city has a big heart."

"Thank you, Miss Yun Cai. You don't need to bother anymore. Go back with your sister and have something to eat." Fatty Wang helped Yun Cai take the casserole he brought over, smiling amicably.

Yun Cai blushed, secretly glanced at Zhang Qiling, nodded to Fatty Wang, and smiled as she returned to her own courtyard with her sister.

Wu Xie looked at the girl's graceful back and then at Fatty Wang, who was eating in silence, and was a little confused.

"Fatty, what's going on with you?"

What happened to the stirrings of first love?

You don't look like it either.

Wang Pangzi still had a mouthful of rice noodles in his mouth when he looked up at Wu Xie, who looked completely puzzled.

"It's not what you think."

What kind of thinking is that?

Wu Xie was so curious that he didn't know what he ate for the rest of the meal. His eyes were vacant, and he just put whatever he could pick up with his chopsticks into his mouth.

Su Li watched helplessly as Wu Xie picked up a piece of ginger, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it...

Then suddenly, a mask of pain appears...

As for Wu Xie, who was gulping down water while making muffled noises, it wasn't surprising at all.

Even after boarding the train back to Beijing, Wu Xie kept glancing at Fatty Wang with his round, puppy-dog eyes, making Fatty Wang feel uneasy all over.

Unlike Wu Xie, Hei Xiazi didn't dare to ask Wang Pangzi directly when he saw that Wang Pangzi's reaction was wrong. Instead, he slapped Wang Pangzi on the shoulder.

"Little Fatty, what are you thinking? Won't you tell me?"

Seeing that everyone in the car was staring at him, Fatty Wang sighed and gave up struggling, as if he had given up entirely.

"I don't have any particular thoughts. I'm as calm as still water right now, and all I want to do is cultivate to the Great Dao."

The passengers on the bus: ...

“We cultivators don’t prohibit marriage,” Su Li said quietly.

Xie Yuchen covered his face: ...

Wu Xie slapped Fatty Wang.

"speak English."

Fatty Wang scratched his head.

"Ahem... Well... I'm quite aware of my own bad character."

Wu Xie crossed her arms, gestured with her chin towards him, indicating that he should continue.

"In the book, my initial attraction to the young girl was definitely lust at first sight."

Even Fatty Wang himself blushed when he talked about it. That girl hadn't even graduated high school yet! How could he have dared to do that?!

"But then... well, she died so suddenly. This budding love suddenly became a lost love, a completely sublimated love, and that's why..."

"So what are you doing now???"

Fatty Wang looked at the scenery rushing past the car window and smiled broadly.

"Of course, I'll continue my adventures, strive to cultivate immortality, and become the number one alchemist in China!"

That young girl has her own life to live. She will rely on her own efforts to leave the mountains, go to a good university, and start her own life.

It doesn't have to be anyone's possession, nor will it die in the icy stream.

………………

Wu Xie, dressed in a suit, was lying on the round table peeling free sunflower seeds, while Fatty Wang was sipping tea one sip after another, and Xie Yuchen was looking at the beautifully made auction booklet in his hand.

Seeing Wang Pangzi's contented expression, Wu Xie couldn't help but gently kick him under the table.

"You fatso, can you at least stop making such a racket while you're drinking tea, like you've been drinking fake alcohol?"

Fatty Wang put down his teacup and dusted off imaginary dust from his suit sleeve.

"It's normal for a little kid like you who just comes here and eats sunflower seeds not to understand. Fatty doesn't blame you."

Innocent: ? ? ? ? ?

"Knock knock knock..."

A soft, polite knock sounded, followed by a steady male voice from outside the door.

"Young master, would it be convenient for you to come in and set the table?"

Xie Yuchen carefully folded the booklet in his hand, placed it on the table, and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Come back in half an hour.

"Yes."

The person outside the door didn't say anything more, and after receiving a reply, left respectfully.

Xie Yuchen looked at Wu Xie and the other person.

"Ask them if they're done yet; the auction starts soon after lunch."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie picked up his phone, which was lying to the side, and sent a text message to Su Li. He wouldn't make a phone call; the servants here were like human surveillance cameras, and he didn't want to alert them.

Su Li, who received the text message, was actually not far from them. At that moment, she was in a room on the third floor, watching the old man hanging from the rafters.

The man was dressed in a suit and vest, looking like a wealthy young master who had returned from studying abroad in the old society.

Tsk tsk tsk, corruption, it's really too corrupt.

Although the person was hanging from the roof beam, he was dressed neatly, and there were no marks on his clothes. He swayed back and forth as if he were swinging on a swing, and he looked quite relaxed.

Of course, this only applies to their clothing.

Anyone who glances at that pig-faced mangled features, resembling a palette of colors, would no longer think that the other person was simply being hung up and swung on a swing.

Zhang Rishan was ambushed, blindfolded, and brutally beaten. He was then hung from the rafters to be dried meat. He was so stunned that he didn't even see who attacked him.

He was hanging precariously from the roof beam, unable to speak clearly.

I knew I would hear the familiar shutter sound.

"Yes, it's you guys!!!" Zhang Rishan stammered, accidentally aggravating the wound on the corner of his mouth, causing him to grimace again.

Those two guys who came here in the middle of the night and inexplicably beat me up.

"You're no good, comrade. Don't look at the camera, just focus on slapping him. Trust my skills, I guarantee I'll make you look handsome."

Hei Xiazi, holding a camera, directed Zhang Tata to pose. After enduring humiliation for decades, he finally got his revenge, hanging up and beating the enemy's accomplices. It was definitely worth taking a picture to commemorate the moment.

After taking the photos, they didn't forget to show them off to Zhang Qiling, who they had dragged over to watch.

"How about it? With our photography skills, we could open a photo studio and support all of you without any problem."

Zhang Qiling: …

Memories of being raised by a black bear for a while flooded back. Forget it, the other kids probably couldn't handle that kind of hardship...

He was practically ready to have the guy put up a sign and shout "Whoever offers the highest price wins!" to all those who came to him looking for a burial plot. How could he not know what kind of person this guy was?

They quickly replied to Wu Xie's message and saw that Zhang Tata was quite satisfied with the first round of beatings. For the sake of sustainable development in the future, the group quickly cleaned up the crime scene and ignored the person who was still swinging on the roof beam.

Let's go eat!