Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Zhang Qilin was initially worried about not being able to get through, and planned to press the mechanism on the wall the moment he entered the cave to rush out with everyone. Unexpectedly, he was fine as soon as he entered the bronze bell wall complex. There was no headache or torment as he had imagined. Instead, it was no different from walking outside. With his keen senses, he knew the reason. Hearing the arrogant tone in the person's ear, he felt warm and comfortable in his heart. Even his eyes and tone carried an imperceptible doting affection for the person.

"That is!"

"That girl, A-Ning, is really fragile. Once we get out of here, I'll definitely have someone train her properly!"

Qin Henian was a crazy and arrogant "beast". Even though he had knocked A Ning unconscious, he was still babbling on and on... He also scooped her up in his arms, ready to take her out at any time.

Click!

The mechanism clicked, and two pairs of eyes stared intently at the large, irregular hole that had appeared in the jade mine. New jade crystals were still growing along the edge of the hole, and the repair was progressing quickly. However, the "cutting" mechanism made by the Zhang family was quite large, cutting off a piece of the hole with each trip, and it was about 1.78 meters wide.

Outside the cave, the shadows of trees were heavy, and countless unknown weeds grew on the ground. Qin Henian and Zhang Qilin exchanged a glance, each grabbing one of A Ning's arms, and the three of them walked side by side out of the last piece of land that still belonged to the Zhang family's ancient building.

Drip!

Drip!

The phone vibrated. Qin Henian, who had just stood firmly in the jungle, was supporting A Ning with one hand and reaching into his sleeve with the other. A few seconds later, a phone appeared in his hand.

drop!

The phone's location signal returned, and text messages and calls piled up. Qin Henian's slender fingertips tapped a few times on the phone, finally landing on a contact's name and pressing the call button.

beep...

"Hey? Send me your satellite location if it's out!"

The man's magnetic, husky voice came through the receiver, and Qin Henian's eyes crinkled as he brought the phone to his ear.

"Good~"

Qin Henian's voice was cheerful and his tone was gentle. He nodded to the person on the phone without even looking at them.

Half an hour later, several figures could be seen in the bushes. At that time, Qin Henian and Zhang Qilin were sitting under a pine tree, and A Ning was leaning against the tree with her eyes closed.

"He Nian! Young man!"

"Are you injured?"

Wu Xie strode through the woods, quickening his pace after spotting a figure under a tree ahead.

"Hey, Tianzhen! Don't run away... I'm about to get a stitch in my side from running so fast, I've never seen you kick so fast before..."

Wang Pangzi followed behind Wu Xie, grumbling as he quickened his pace. His gaze swept over Qin Henian and the other man, scanning their clothes, hair, and limbs... hmm, all healthy! Nothing serious!!!

"Running fast? You call that running fast? Fatty, can't you see that blind man is already right in front of He Nian and the others?!"

Wu Xie disagreed!

Wu glanced sideways at Hei Xiazi, who had stopped and was standing between Qin Henian and Zhang Qilin, inwardly cursing himself for not practicing more. Now look what happened...

Feeling a bittersweet ache in his heart, Wu Xie watched the three of them meet, feeling that something was off-putting, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Perhaps he knew something but couldn't let himself know.

"He Nian, it's been so long! The blind man misses you dearly!"

"Waaah~ As the ancients said, a day apart feels like three autumns~ But this blind man's longing for you is more than three autumns..."

When Hei Xiazi stood in front of the three people under the tree, he turned around and ended up on the other side of Qin Henian, with a pitiful look on his face.

"You blind bastard, stop pretending!"

Faced with Hei Xiazi's unreasonable behavior, Qin Henian rolled his eyes and said rudely to the man.

"He wasn't pretending at all! The blind man was just telling the absolute truth! Come here~ give me a hug!!"

Hei Xiazi felt incredibly close to Qin Henian when he rolled his eyes at him. Perhaps it was because he was often pretentious, while Henian was always sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, which made Hei Xiazi feel that he had to act out in front of Qin Henian every time.

As he spoke, he opened his arms wide and, without any hesitation, grabbed Qin Henian's hand. With a pull and a tug, Qin Henian and Hei Xiazi actually embraced.

When his chin touched the hard chest, Qin Henian's mind finally registered what was happening. The next instant, for some reason, a smile crept onto his lips, and his arms instinctively wrapped around the other man's waist. He leaned against him, and Qin Henian felt...well...not bad!

Caught off guard by this unexpected surprise, Hei Xiazi reacted quickly, wrapping his arms around the other person's slender waist and tightening his grip the moment the other person put their arms around him, his smile widening.

"He Nian! Go home first!"

At that moment, Zhang Qilin's indifferent voice rang out from the side, interrupting the meeting.

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Hangzhou, Wushan Residence.

Four days have passed since Qin Henian returned to Wu Shan Ju, and during these four days, his mind has been racing. Recalling his return a few days ago, he first handed A Ning over to Zhala Rossi to take away, then had Wu Xie find a few trustworthy people to dig a basement in Wu Shan Ju and throw that ugly Qiongqi from Banna down there... Now, he's still thinking about how to get Zhang Qilin to talk about his gatekeeper responsibilities so he can help out, but unfortunately, Zhang Qilin is like a gourd with its mouth sawed off—he won't utter a word...

"Sigh... Why is this little Qilin so difficult to deal with? It's difficult when it has memories, and it's difficult when it doesn't have memories..."

"It's difficult!"

Qin Henian was sitting on his 2.3-meter-long bed in the bedroom, his small face all scrunched up, sighing repeatedly.

"Little Crane, stop reading! It's giving me a headache!"

A boyish voice rang out, accompanied by Qin Henian's sighs and exasperations.

"Do you even have a head? Where would a mind-body Heavenly Dao get a head?"

Qin Henian responded.

"Ugh! Little Crane, you're so annoying!!! When are you finally going to come see me at the Bronze Gate?! Ever since that round thing appeared inside my gate, it's been constantly draining my energy! If you don't help me find a meteorite with energy, I'm really going to kick the bucket...!!!"

The baby boy's grandmother's voice kept chattering in Qin Henian's mind. In the past four days, Qin Henian had occasionally tried to probe the little Qilin, but hadn't gotten any information out of him. He was now extremely worried…

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

A knock sounded at the door, snapping Qin Henian out of his daze and turning his blank gaze toward the doorway.

"Enter!"

Click!

The sound of the doorknob turning rang out as the homeowner responded, and the bedroom door was pushed open, revealing Wang Pangzi's round head peeking in.

"He Nian! Lunch is ready! Fatty cooked a whole table of his best dishes for lunch today, it's definitely better than what Blind Man cooked yesterday!"