Ping Xie: After Robbing the Tomb, My Little Brother and I Had a Fight

[Ping Xie + short story + multiple chapters + fanfic] (There is no connection between the stories!!!) "Once upon a time there was a mountain." Wu Xie: "..." "There is a temple in the mountains." Wu Xie: "..." "There is an old monk in the temple, waiting for someone." Wu Xie's heartbeat began to accelerate. Why is there something wrong with this beginning? Zhang Qiling paused and continued: "He's been waiting for a long time, ten years." Ten years. This word is like a key, instantly opening the floodgates of Wu Xie's memory. The biting wind and snow in Changbai Mountain, the endless darkness behind the bronze door, and that decisive figure. The smile on his face slowly faded, and his eyes were a little sore. He listened quietly. Zhang Qiling looked into his eyes and finished the last sentence in a still calm but extremely clear voice. "Later, that person came." The story is over. Wu Xie discovered, Since taking Zhang Qiling back to Yucun, This day is getting more and more outrageous. He can overturn rice dumplings with his bare hands, But can't tell the difference between laundry detergent and dishwashing liquid; I can stay in the bronze door for ten years, But he would squat in the yard and watch the chickens for half an hour. What made Wu Xie collapse the most was, One day I was looking through my brother's cell phone. I found that the photo album was full of silly photos of myself. Even the appearance of dropping rice grains while eating has been saved in a high-definition version. The fat man came over and took a look: "Mistress, don't be angry, at least it proves that I only have eyes for you!" Someone else's tomb robbing notes recording mechanism, Wu Xie's notes are all: "Brother, I ate three bowls of rice today." "Brother stole my last cookie" "Brother, actually