The Grave Robbers' Chronicles: After Tomb Raiding, I Got My Happy Ending with Little Brother

[Pingxie + Short Stories + Multiple Chapters + Fanfiction]

(The stories are unrelated to one another!!!)

“Once upon a time, there was a mountain.”

Wu Xie:

“…”

“In the mountain, there was a temple.”

Wu Xie:

“…”

“In the temple lived an old monk, waiting for someone.”

Wu Xie's heart began to race.

Why did this opening sound a little off?

Zhang Qiling paused, then continued:

“He waited a long time. Ten years.”

Ten years.

The words were like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of Wu Xie's memories.

The bone-chilling snowstorm on Changbai Mountain, the endless darkness behind the Bronze Gate, that resolute figure walking away.

The smile slowly faded from his face, and his eyes began to sting.

He listened in silence.

Zhang Qiling looked him in the eye and finished the story in his usual calm, but unmistakably clear voice.

“Later, that person came.”

The story was over.

Wu Xie realized that ever since he brought Zhang Qiling back to Yucun,

life had gotten more and more absurd.

He could flip a zongzi with his bare hands,

but couldn't tell laundry detergent from dish soap;

he could spend ten years behind the Bronze Gate,

yet sit in the yard watching chickens for half an hour.

The thing that drove Wu Xie craziest was that one day, while checking Xiaoge's phone,

he found an album full of embarrassing photos of himself.

There was even a high-resolution shot of him dropping rice while eating.

Pangzi leaned over to take a look:

“Third Young Master, don't be mad. At least it proves Xiaoge only has eyes for you!”

Other people's The Grave Robbers' Chronicles recorded traps and mechanisms.

Wu Xie's notes were all about:

“Xiaoge ate three bowls of rice today”

“Xiaoge stole my last cookie”

“Xiaoge actually