Chapter 016 The sharp brother

After Wuxie's imagination was blown away by a diary and he went to Wu Sansheng's place to no avail, his life returned to its previous peace.

Three days later, Wu Xie saw a message on his phone from his uncle, telling him he had just acquired a treasure and that he should go take a look. But he had to hurry, as the buyer had already arrived. If he was too late, he would miss the chance.

Wuxie, who was very interested in these antiques, immediately put down what he was doing and drove straight to his third uncle's residence.

Unexpectedly, no matter how hard we tried, we were still a step late.

When Wuxie arrived, he saw from afar Wu Sansheng escorting a young man wearing a hood and all black out.

The man was carrying a long object wrapped in cloth on his back. His slightly long bangs covered his eyebrows and eyes. His skin looked a little pale in the sunlight. He pursed his lips and looked indifferent.

Wuxie saw that they had already handed over the item, and knew that it was unlikely that he would be able to touch the big treasure. His mood suddenly became depressed, and he walked towards his third uncle with his head down, with a hidden envy in his eyes following Zhang Qiling who walked past him.

When passing by Wuxie, Zhang Qiling's eyebrows moved slightly, and he suddenly felt a very familiar breath, and glanced at Wuxie.

He vaguely caught sight of the corner of a dark green jade pendant beneath Wuxie's collar. The pattern on it looked remarkably familiar. Without dwelling on it for long, he quickly averted his gaze and continued walking forward without a word.

Wu Sansheng saw two people passing by each other not far away, and nothing happened. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he put on his usual smile and greeted his eldest nephew.

"That's a truly legendary sword. I told you the buyer was here and asked you to come quickly and take a look. I'd teach you a lesson and maybe even give you a try. Why are you taking so long to come?"

Wuxie looked at him with extremely resentful eyes, pursed his lips and spoke unhappily.

"Uncle, you had a treasure, so why didn't you call me earlier? It wouldn't take long to get here from Wushanju..."

Wu Sansheng rolled his eyes at him without any concealment and pointed at him.

"So if I share this with you, I'm the one who's wrong, right?"

Wu Xie realized that his uncle was a little angry, and was afraid that he would not call him next time when he had something good, so he immediately put on a face and greeted him with a smile. He used his innate skills and acted like a spoiled child towards Wu San Sheng.

"No way~, I just want you to stay a little longer next time, Uncle San, and wait for me~"

"You're the only one who can talk nonsense."

Wu Sansheng rubbed Wuxie's head with a look of helplessness and indulgence, and pushed him into the door.

When turning around, Wu Sansheng glanced in the direction Zhang Qiling left, and happened to meet Zhang Qiling's eyes as he turned around to look at them.

Noticing the vigilance and inquiry in the other person's eyes, Wu Sansheng nodded and smiled at him gently, and then when he turned back, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He really is worthy of being a member of the Zhang family. Just like before, even after losing his memory, he is still alert to others at all times, and he is still as sharp as ever.

Fortunately, he still had other information to exchange, and the other party had agreed to go to the tomb of King Lu with them soon.

In fact, they had agreed long ago that Zhang Qiling would help them with the plan to the best of his ability, and they would collect information to help Zhang Qiling find his past memories.

Although it appears to be mutually beneficial, Zhang Qiling loses his memory from time to time, and every time he does, he has to start all over again. This always makes them feel that he is the biggest variable in the plan. They worry about whether he will change his mind at any time, and can't help but want to tie him to them more tightly.

Zhang Qiling had no idea what they were thinking, and was extremely resistant to Wu Sanxing's unprovoked kindness. The other party had always been known as a fox, and coupled with his face that didn't look like a good guy, Zhang Qiling immediately raised his thorns and secretly became extremely vigilant.

He has amnesia now, but not dementia.

He remembered the blind man telling him that he had to be careful when he was outside, otherwise he would easily be deceived and forced to do hard labor.

Those who smile fakely and talk too much are probably not good people! And those who treat him well for no reason probably have ulterior motives! Boys need to protect themselves when they are out there...

Although Hei Xia Zi didn't look like a good person, and he perfectly matched his own description of being a bad person with ulterior motives, his intuition told him that Hei Xia Zi was still trustworthy.

Well…except about the money.

The last time he lost his memory was eleven years ago, and he has been living with Hei Xia Zi all these years.

After a few years, Zhang Qiling didn't remember anything else, but he remembered Hei Xia Zi's mysterious love for green peppers and his enthusiasm for money.

That person is a money-grubber...

At this moment, Zhang Moyu, who was thousands of miles away, was standing in the wilderness, rubbing his brows, feeling helpless.

He had spent the first few months of the past two years wandering the city, but hadn't found any trace of his family. He then changed his mindset and went searching deep in the mountains and forests, hoping to find any remaining gathering places for his family, but still found nothing.

Two months ago, he finally found the trace of a member of the Zhang family who had the blood of the Qilin.

The child seemed to be going to the tomb all the time, sometimes with a group of people, sometimes alone, but the one thing that remained unchanged was that he would get hurt every time.

God knows what Zhang Moyu felt when he smelled the strong or weak scent of Qilin blood in the tomb!

After fighting in another cruel and ruthless horror world for nearly two thousand years, he finally came back and was able to see his blood relatives, only to find that his own children had made a mess of their lives!

He had searched for so long before he found any trace of his family, and now he didn't know how many of them were still alive...

He wanted to immediately pull the injured kid to his side and tie him up with bandages.

If the child hadn't sometimes acted alone, he would have almost thought that his own child was being controlled by some force and used as a blood soldier...

When Zhang Moyu thought of that heartbreaking scene, his heart ached and even his face showed some sadness.

The child he found was very vigilant, probably due to the need to make a living, and was very good at hiding his tracks.

Even when he was injured, he still liked to run around, and he was all alone with no one to take care of him, which made people feel angry and distressed.

He wanted to find the person as soon as possible. He was always a step behind these times. It would probably take another two days to catch him...

As for Wuxie, he didn't get anything good from Wu Sansheng this time, but he accidentally discovered that Wu Sansheng was going to a place to dig a tomb.

On a whim, he expressed his desire to go, but was ruthlessly rejected by Wu Sanxing.

After being rejected, Wuxie instantly became rebellious and clung to his uncle's thigh, wanting to follow him.

Seeing that Wu Sansheng had no choice but to agree, Wuxie was overjoyed and actively paid for the equipment out of his own pocket, but he didn't know that this was the result Wu Sansheng wanted.