Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

After eating the fruit, feeling much better both physically and mentally, Xie Yuchen chased the two guys who had climbed over the wall in the middle of the night back to the courtyard and took Su Li back to the room to dry her hair.

Looking at the long, satin-like hair in his hand, he remembered that he also had long hair when he first started learning opera...

After drying the child's hair, Xie Yuchen sent him back to his room to sleep. He rubbed his temples, resignedly went to his study to work overtime. Sigh, what a life of toil!

The next morning, Xie Yuchen, exhausted from the long journey and working late into the night to review documents, finally got a little more sleep, until he was woken up by the sound of fists and feet clashing in the yard.

After getting up and tidying herself up, she opened the door to find Su Li, who had changed into an embroidered white T-shirt and simple black trousers, squatting at her doorway, watching the two people sparring in the yard with great interest.

"What are they doing so early in the morning? Why are they fighting here?"

Su Li got up, rubbing her head as she complained, "That blind man came up early this morning, pulled off the covers, and was even carrying scissors to cut my hair. Brother Zhang is dealing with him."

Xie Yuchen was speechless. Hei Xiazi really couldn't calm down. How could he have so much energy at his age and still be so annoying?

She reached out and ruffled the smooth hair of the child beside her; it really was a shame to cut it. "Don't want a haircut?"

Zuli was shaking her head so much it was blurry, why bother cutting her hair? She couldn't cut even a little bit.

"Then I won't cut it." Xie Yuchen went back to his room to find a hair tie and quickly tied his hair into a very stylish high ponytail.

Su Li trusted Xie Yuchen's aesthetic sense completely, and with her new hairstyle, she followed Xie Yuchen to the dining room.

Black Bear, who was being suppressed and beaten by Zhang Qiling, refused to accept it.

"Huh? No, you two are just leaving like that, not caring about a blind man at all!" He was kicked again as soon as he finished speaking. He rolled away and quickly caught up with the two people in front of him.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! You're so inhuman, you mute! The blind man has been so good to you, how could you do this to him?"

Zhang Qiling cast a calm glance at the mischievous Black Bear, as if to say, "Watch your act."

Su Li's first meal in the other world was a compressed biscuit that Hei Xiazi stuffed into her mouth on the way down the mountain. It had a strong taste and was a bit dry, but Su Li, who had never tasted anything like it before, thought it was pretty good.

Last night, the group, who were supposed to have a late-night snack after washing up, were fed by their master again.

This morning, Zurich finally got to eat his first proper meal!

Exquisitely prepared steamed dumplings, xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), side dishes, sweet and savory porridge, soy milk and fried dough sticks...

The table was filled with tableware, but the portions were only enough for two or three bites each. The main idea was to offer small portions with a wide variety of dishes, so that out-of-town children could try as many different kinds as possible at once.

Hei Xiazi watched the child eat quietly, savoring each bite equally. When the child ate something he liked, his big eyes would secretly squint, looking very happy.

While ladling porridge for herself, she started sulking again, placing the small bowl of soy milk that was in the corner of the table next to Su Li.

Without Xie Yuchen and Zhang Qiling noticing, Su Li, who was eating heartily, picked up her bowl and took a swig without thinking.

Instantly, her whole little face scrunched up like a steamed bun.

With a pained expression, he refused to let Yu Chen spit out the food, forcibly swallowing the strange food in his mouth, his eyes welling up with tears from the pungent taste.

Seeing the culprit beside him laughing so hard he looked like he was about to faint, he grabbed his hand and bit down on it, making the bear pretend to howl.

Finally, Zhang Qiling helped hold down Hei Xiazi, and Su Li personally poured the remaining soy milk into Hei Xiazi's mouth, thus bringing this lively breakfast to an end.

……

After breakfast, everyone gathered in the front hall of the main courtyard study and sat around a small tea table.

Zuli was frantically chugging water, trying to wash away the strange taste in her mouth.

Zhang Qiling is condemning Hei Xiazi with his eyes.

Hei Xiazi chuckled to himself, still trying to tease Su Li, completely oblivious to being forced to drink soy milk. A true Beijing man afraid of soy milk? What a joke!

Looking at the three people in front of him, Xie Yuchen felt exhausted. The past two days had been too chaotic, and he felt his headache returning.

He tapped the table to signal Hei Xiazi to behave, and then took out the book he had partially read yesterday, along with an open notebook, from his spatial storage.

"I got back too late yesterday, so I only briefly looked at the first part and summarized these. You two take a look." After saying that, he pushed the notebook in his hand towards Hei Xiazi Zhang Qiling.

Hei Xiazi took it and saw that the notebook only had a few simple lines of text with timelines.

Fifty years ago (it should be forty-nine years ago now), a bloody corpse at Biaozi Ridge in Changsha.

In 2001, a landslide occurred at Guazimiao, revealing what appeared to be a large antique cauldron.

In the summer of 2002, Master Wu, the Fifth Master of the Nine Gates, passed away.

February 2003, Qixing Lu Palace.

"This set of books was given to me by Master Ali. Based on what I've seen so far, the timeline in this book should be... the future." Although Xie Yuchen found this absurd, he was very confident in his deduction.

"The future?" Hei Xiazi was shocked, then looked at Su Li, who had just put down her water glass. Well, there's nothing to be shocked about. There's someone who just smuggled himself over from the cultivation world. It's a small matter, nothing at all.

Zurich: I entered the country legally and legitimately, not illegally, no, I am illegally, illegally!

"Tell me in detail," Zhang Qiling rarely asked.

Xie Yuchen pointed to the first line of the timeline. "My grandfather once mentioned the Blood Corpse Tomb at Biaozi Ridge in Changsha fifty years ago, mentioned in the first chapter of this book. It was a fierce battle that the Fifth Master Dog's family fought there back then."

That time, only Dog Wuye survived, but his nose was ruined. It was only after that that Dog Wuye started training dogs to explore the way.

According to the timeline Grandpa mentioned, this should have happened forty-nine years ago.

The book mentions a time fifty years ago.

"In other words, even if the person writing this book is keeping a diary, they should start writing it from next year," Black Bear added.

“That’s right.” Xie Yuchen then pointed to the next timeline. “I’ll have Uncle Wen investigate the landslide later.”

Then he clicked on the third line. "Based on the contents of the book, it is estimated that this book was written by Wu Wuxie in the style of three generations of the Wu family. It mentions that 'the old master passed away last year,' while Dog Fifth Master just passed away not long ago."

"So, the story will begin next February."

"Huh? Little Flower, isn't this young master of the Wu family, the third generation, the same little brat who used to clamor to marry you every day?" Black Bear suddenly laughed lewdly, baring his big white teeth and letting out a strange "hehehe" laugh.

Xie Yuchen frowned, drew his dragon-patterned staff, and pointed it directly at Hei Xiazi. "You blind bastard, if you can't talk, shut up."

"Shut up, blind man, shut up." Black Bear was afraid of really offending his most stable benefactor, so he quickly covered his mouth and manually mute himself.

Su Li took out the remaining two wooden boxes that held her spatial rings and placed them on the table. "Master said there are five chosen ones this year."

He then pulled out a wooden box engraved with the character 'evil'.

“So one of them should be Wu Xie, the author of this book.” Xie Yuchen pointed to the book beside him.

"What about the other one?" Hei Xiazi asked curiously.

Zurich launched the last box.

Xie Yuchen took it. "An antique shop owner in Panjiayuan, named Wang Yueban, nicknamed Fatty Wang, who calls himself a tomb raider."