Is There Any CP-Free Tomb Raider Notes? It's Really Hard to Stand Having CP.

1 盗 Stealing Pens: Strength Is Not Worth Mentioning in the Face of Cheating YingheshanMystery1.2M Wordsongoing 266.4kReads9.1Score50.1kShelves

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Three stolen fanfics, the first one is full of love, and makes everyone think that the protagonist comes from a hidden family, with a super three-dimensional character, a pity, and a knife, especially the story written by the protagonist, which has a high system appearance rate; the second one lives up to its name, is beautiful, strong and miserable, and tortures people to death. ; The third book is about fortune telling and fortune telling. Wu Xie travels back from the Shahai era to the time when everything has not yet begun. The characters are three-dimensional, super exciting and bold (updates very slowly and irregularly). Of the three books, I personally like the first one the best.

4 * ** HeadacheMystery350k Wordscompleted 9.8kReads5.8Score1.4kShelves

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These books should all be CP-free. They are quite good-looking and can be read twice.

15 * ** Yang Jian's Third EyeMystery690k Wordsongoing 50.4kReads5.8Score9.3kShelves

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I don't know if the first one is available, but the latter two are not available. But Shen Huai and Shen Hezhao in the third book enjoyed it

17 小 After Little Qilin Arrived, the Clan Leader Became Terrifyingly Powerful Zhang Mocha Is from Northeast ChinaMystery479k Wordscompleted 21.2kReads9.0Score2.3kShelves

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Treasure, this book has CP to read. The kitten (Little Qilin) ​​has a long growth cycle at the beginning

18 盗 Tomb Robber: Did You Hear Everything? ! Monkey Running Out of the MountainMystery306k Wordsongoing 574Reads6.7Score—Shelves

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No cp, good looking, recommended

32 黑 The Beautiful, Powerful and Miserable Vest of Hei Ye's Family Is No Longer Guaranteed! Heated Lemonade341k Wordscompleted 43kReads9.5Score8.9kShelves

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Very beautiful, super beautiful

36 国 National Treasure Daomen LaojiuMystery930k Wordscompleted 67.5kReads9.5Score10.8kShelves

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This looks good, looks good, looks good

37 来 From the Autobiography of a Tomb Robber YunfengMystery4.4M Wordsongoing 592.7kReads9.6Score54.5kShelves

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Except it's a serialization, there's nothing wrong with it

40 多 Love Should Make Me Laugh Jiu Xiaoqicompleted 139.5kReads9.7Score—Shelves

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### Summary of the story - **Scoundrel Scoundrel**: Lin Fangzhou is a female scoundrel who lives in the market. She relies on deception and abduction to survive. Her life is so tight that she can only eat pancakes on credit to satisfy her hunger, but she has her own philosophy of survival. - **Accidental rescue**: She found a seriously injured and dying boy by the river, and rescued him home out of a moment of kindness, but she didn't know that this would completely change the trajectory of her life. - **Mystery of Identity**: After the boy woke up and lost his memory, Lin Fangzhou named him "Little Yuanbao". The two gradually established a family-like relationship while getting along, and the secrets hidden in Little Yuanbao gradually surfaced. - **Crisis is coming**: When Lin Yuanbao's memory began to recover, Lin Fangzhou discovered that the person he had saved was actually the son of an important court official. He was involved in a power struggle, and his peaceful life was completely broken. - **Twist of fate**: In order to protect Lin Fangzhou, Xiao Yuanbao was forced to leave, and Lin Fangzhou was involved in a larger political whirlpool, and began to transform from a rogue in the market to a truly responsible person. This writing focuses on describing Lin Fangzhou's life in the city and her process of rescuing the mysterious boy, showing her rogue but kind-hearted character, as well as the key turning point of her encounter with Xiao Yuanbao. --- # Chapter 1 The Scoundrel Lady Lin Fangzhou only ate one cake and drank two large bowls of water during lunch. The cooking cakes swelled when exposed to water, so she was considered half-full, but she felt water sloshing in her belly when she walked, as if she were a walking bucket. That cake is still on credit. The old woman who sold the cooking cakes was very reluctant to get credit. She looked like a dead man and kept mumbling, "Lin Dalang, you still haven't paid back the three cooking cakes you borrowed on credit the day before yesterday..." Lin Fangzhou was holding the cooking cake in his mouth. Hearing this, he took the cake out of his mouth and said with his eyes widened: "I, Lin Dalang, have been living in Yongzhou City for all these years. When have I ever been able to pay for my debt? But money has been tight recently. When I turn over, I can still afford thirty cooking cakes, not to mention three cooking cakes!" The old woman curled her lips: "You have said this eight hundred times..." "Since you know I've said it eight hundred times, you should also know that I never lie." Lin Fangzhou patted his chest, and the sesame seeds from the pancake fell down, "My father always said when he was alive, you have to be trustworthy. I, Lin Dalang, value trustworthiness the most!" The old woman quickly said: "Don't be angry, sir. It's just because I had a quarrel with my old man this morning that my eyebrows are not my eyebrows and my eyes are not my eyes... Your mother and I had a very good relationship when she was alive. It was just a cooking cake. Not to mention it was on credit. It's no big deal if I treat you to one." Lin Fangzhou didn't like hard food. When the old lady said this, she waved her hand and said, "That's all. I'll send the money tomorrow." After saying that, she turned around and left, gnawing on the cake as she walked, thinking about where to get some money. In April in Yongzhou City, the weather has become hotter. Lin Fangzhou was wearing a blue shirt that had been washed white, with a cloth belt tied loosely around his waist. His hair was tied up in a bun, fixed with a wooden chopstick. She is eighteen years old this year, but due to chronic malnutrition, she looks like a teenager in her mid-teens. In addition, she deliberately imitated the words and deeds of men, so most people in the city thought she was a young man. Only a few old neighbors knew that she was actually a girl. Lin Fangzhou's father was a poor scholar during his lifetime. He failed in many examinations and finally died in depression, leaving Lin Fangzhou and his mother to depend on each other. Three years ago, his mother also died of illness, and Lin Fangzhou became a completely wild child. He wandered the streets all day long, living by running errands, doing odd jobs, and occasionally doing some stealing. "Lin Dalang!" A voice called her from behind. Lin Fangzhou turned around and saw Jiang Xiaowu, the son of Jiang Butcher's family who lived in the west of the city. Jiang Xiaowu was two years younger than her, taller and thicker, with a sinister face. He was running towards her with a smile on his face. "What to do?" Lin Fangzhou looked at him warily. Jiang Xiaowu bullied her a lot on weekdays, so it must be weird to be so enthusiastic today. Jiang Xiaowu rubbed his hands and said, "I heard you can write?" "So what?" "Write a love letter for me?" Jiang Xiaowu showed a rare shyness, "To Miss Xu from Dongjie Buzhuang..." Lin Fangzhou rolled his eyes: "You can write a love letter, and it costs ten coins to polish it." "Ten coins?! Are you stealing money?" Jiang Xiaowu's eyes widened. "Then write it yourself." Lin Fangzhou turned around and left. "No, no, no!" Jiang Xiaowu quickly grabbed her, "How about five coins?" "Eight coins, no more." "Seven coins!" "Deal." Lin Fangzhou stretched out his hand, "Pay first." Jiang Xiaowu reluctantly took out seven copper coins from his arms: "If you can't write well..." "Miss Bao Xu was moved after seeing it." Lin Fangzhou accepted the money and grinned, "Tomorrow at this time, we will pick up the mail here." After sending Jiang Xiaowu away, Lin Fangzhou weighed the coins in his hand and was in a good mood. Seven copper coins are enough to pay back the old lady for the cakes she cooked, and she can also borrow two more on credit. She hummed a little tune and walked towards the river outside the city - during this season, there were often vendors selling seasonal fruits by the river, and the prices were cheaper than in the city. After leaving the city gate and walking along the loess road for more than a mile, we arrived at the Qingshui River. The river is crystal clear, with weeping willows on both sides. Several women are washing clothes by the river, and the sound of sticks beating clothes can be heard one after another. Lin Fangzhou walked along the river bank for a while. He didn't see the fruit seller, but he saw a group of people gathered by the river, pointing towards the river. "What's wrong?" She leaned over and asked. "There's a man floating in the river!" A man who looked like a farmer replied, "It looks like he's dead..." Lin Fangzhou stood on tiptoes and looked into the river. Sure enough, there was a black figure floating in the water not far from the shore. It could be vaguely seen as a human figure, facing down, moving slowly with the current. "Who's going to fish it out?" Someone asked. "What are you fishing for? It's bad luck!" A woman quickly pulled her child away and said, "Let the officials handle it." Everyone talked about it, but no one wanted to get into the water. Lin Fangzhou didn't want to meddle in other people's business and was about to leave. Suddenly, she saw the man in the river seemed to move. "He's still alive!" Lin Fangzhou shouted. "How is it possible? After floating for so long..." "Really! I saw him move!" Lin Fangzhou didn't care much. He took off his shoes, belt and coat, and jumped into the river with a splash. The river water in April was still a little cold. Lin Fangzhou shivered and swam hard towards the man. As I got closer, I realized that it was a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing dark blue clothes of fine texture, which was already swollen with water. Lin Fangzhou grabbed his collar and dragged him hard to the shore. The boy was much heavier than he looked. She almost used all her strength to drag him to the shallow water, and then with the help of several kind-hearted farmers, he was lifted ashore. "Get out of the way!" Lin Fangzhou pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, knelt beside the young man, and felt his breath - his weak breath brushed her fingers. "Still alive!" She quickly pressed the boy's chest. After a few times, the boy coughed up a large amount of water, and then fell into coma again. "Whose child is this?" Someone asked. "I haven't seen him before. He's not from a nearby village." "Looking at his clothes, he looks like he belongs to a wealthy family..." Lin Fangzhou looked at the boy's pale face and found that he had delicate features and delicate skin. He really didn't look like a child from a poor family. The material of his clothes was very good, but it had been soaked in water and was in disarray. The jade pendant hanging around his waist was also missing. It might have been dropped in the river. "We need to find a doctor quickly." Lin Fangzhou said. "The nearest Dr. Li is in the city, three miles away from here!" "Who has a cart? Lend it to me." An old farmer pushed a cart for transporting hay, and Lin Fangzhou and several enthusiastic people lifted the young man onto the cart. She thanked everyone, pushed the cart and ran towards the city. Pushing an unconscious man into the city was too conspicuous, so Lin Fangzhou went around to the west gate and slipped in while the guard guarding the gate was napping. She didn't dare send the boy to a medical clinic - she had no money to pay for the consultation, so she had to push him back to her home. Lin Fangzhou lives in a low adobe house in a remote alley in the west of the city. The thatch on the roof is so sparse that it cannot protect it from the rain. She parked the trolley at the door and carried the boy into the house with great difficulty, and placed him on her creaky old bed. "Hey, wake up!" She patted the boy's face, but there was no response from the boy. Only his weak breathing proved that he was still alive. Lin Fangzhou sighed and rummaged through the cabinets to find the few copper coins left at home - which she kept to pay next month's rent. Holding these few coins, she ran to ask Mrs. Wang at the entrance of the alley for a consultation. Mrs. Wang is not a serious doctor, but she knows some knowledge about herbal medicine. On weekdays, neighbors come to her if they have a headache or fever. She checked the boy's pulse, rolled her eyelids, and shook her head: "The injury is not serious. There is a big bump on the head, and there are injuries on the body, as if someone had been beaten. After being soaked in the water for so long, it is a miracle that he is alive." "Can he be saved?" Lin Fangzhou asked. "I'll give some side medicine to try, but..." Mrs. Wang hesitated. "I'll find a way to deal with the money." Lin Fangzhou said, "Prescribe the medicine first." Mrs. Wang nodded and wrote a prescription for her: "Boil three bowls of water into one bowl, once in the morning and evening. In addition, if he has a fever, apply a cold towel to his forehead." Lin Fangzhou sent Mrs. Wang away and went to grab the medicine with the prescription. When the clerk at the drug store saw her coming, he immediately made a serious face: "Lin Dalang, the money for last time's medicine hasn't been settled yet!" "It's settled this time." Lin Fangzhou slapped the copper coins on the counter, "Hurry up and grab the medicine, it's urgent!" After grabbing the medicine, Lin Fangzhou set up a small clay stove in the yard to boil the medicine. After the medicine was boiled, she brought it to the bed, but she ran into a problem - the boy was unconscious, how to give him the medicine? "I'm offended." She whispered, then opened the boy's mouth and poured the medicine in spoonful by spoonful. The young man swallowed unconsciously, and the concoction flowed down the corner of his mouth. She quickly wiped it off with her sleeve. After taking the medicine, Lin Fangzhou had time to look at the boy carefully. He was born extremely well, with eyebrows like distant mountains, a nose like hanging bile, and thin and red lips. He was frowning slightly because of the pain, which added to his fragile beauty. His clothes were already half-dry, and the texture was soft and smooth. It looked like fine silk. "Whose young master are you? How did you end up in this situation?" Lin Fangzhou said to himself, reaching out to push away a strand of wet hair from the young man's forehead. After nightfall, the boy really developed a high fever and his whole body was burning hot. Lin Fangzhou followed Mrs. Wang's instructions, soaked a cloth with cold water and applied it to his forehead, unbuttoned his clothes, and wiped his body with a wet cloth to cool down. By the light of the oil lamp, she saw many bruises and scars on the boy's body. The most serious one was a wound under the right rib, which had turned white and had some ulcers on the edges. "Is this a stab wound?" Lin Fangzhou took a breath, "Who did you offend..." She took out the little gold sore medicine left at home and applied it carefully on the wound. The young man frowned in pain while in coma, but he never woke up. All night, Lin Fangzhou took care of this unknown boy, changing cold towels, feeding him water, and wiping sweat. At dawn, the boy's fever finally subsided and his breathing became more stable. Lin Fangzhou was so tired that she lay on the bed and fell asleep. In her dream, she went back to her childhood. When her mother was still alive, although her family was poor, it was always clean. Her mother would comb her hair into beautiful buns and teach her how to read and read... "Water..." A weak voice woke her up. Lin Fangzhou looked up suddenly and saw that the young man had opened his eyes and was looking at her in confusion. "You're awake!" She shouted in surprise, quickly poured a bowl of water, held up the boy's head and let him drink. The young man drank the water greedily, and then lay back weakly, his eyes still confused: "Where is this... Who are you..." "This is my home, my name is Lin Fangzhou, I fished you out of the river yesterday." Lin Fangzhou said, "What about you? What's your name? Where do you live?" The young man frowned, as if he was thinking hard, and suddenly held his head in pain: "I... I don't know..." "What?" "I can't remember... Who I am..." The boy's eyes were full of fear, "I can't remember anything..." Lin Fangzhou opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time. What she picked up was not only an injured patient, but also an injured patient with amnesia! "Don't worry, don't worry," she quickly comforted, "It may be caused by the injury on the head, just take care of it." The young man nodded, the fear in his eyes lessened slightly, but still full of uneasiness. He looked around at this simple room, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Fangzhou: "You... Why did you save me?" Lin Fangzhou scratched his head: "You can't just die without saving me, right?" "Thank you..." The young man said softly, and then fell asleep again. Lin Fangzhou sighed, looking at this young man of unknown origin with mixed feelings in his heart. Her own life was difficult enough, but now she had another thorn in her side. But if she was asked to throw people out and leave them alone, she couldn't do it. "Forget it, save people to the end." She said to herself, "When you recover from your injuries, maybe your memory will be restored." She tucked the boy in, suddenly remembered something, and laughed: "Since you don't remember your name, I'll give you a name... Well, seeing as you look so handsome, I'll call you Xiao Yuanbao!" Naturally, the comatose boy couldn't object, so the temporary name was decided. What Lin Fangzhou doesn't know is that this boy she nicknamed "Little Yuanbao" will completely change her life... --- **The story may develop in these directions**: - **Identity clues**: The exquisite clothes on the boy hint that he has an extraordinary background, paving the way for the subsequent revelation that he may be the son of an important court official. - **Hidden Crisis**: The stab wounds on the boy's body and the state of being chased indicate that someone will be looking for him later, which will bring danger. - **Character Change**: Lin Fangzhou appears to be a rogue, but her kind-hearted nature begins to emerge, laying the foundation for her subsequent character growth. I hope this story opening satisfies your needs. If more details or adjustments are needed, please feel free to let me know.

41 盗 Tomb Robbery: a Woman Disguises Herself as a Man and Plays the Game! Egawa NanakoMystery254k Wordsongoing 197Reads6.5Score—Shelves

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It's so good-looking, I don't know if it's a double male lead or

42 * ** JiuquanxianUrban3.4M Wordscompleted 817Reads5.8Score715Shelves

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[Tweet title] "Urban Supreme Crazy Soldier"! This is the real fucking ruthless person! The criminals had to kneel down and eat potatoes when they saw him! 🔥 Text ✨**Top Crazy Warning**✨ A room full of world-class murderers? Psychotic thug? A demon that no country dares to contain? It's all about **brother** here! Squat in the corner and eat potatoes without even farting! 👑**How ​​awesome is the male protagonist? ** When others eat, he eats **pai noodles**! The tables are full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and criminals only dare to take a peek even if they smell them! The bones flicked and the chair collapsed - **"I am the King of Laws!"** 💥**Watch the critical hits**: - Globally wanted criminal? In his eyes, they are all **wage earners**! - Subvert the country? What he steps on are the **rules**! - Blood is a lullaby? The song he hums is called **"Kneel down and live"**! 📌**Refreshing summary**: **"Don't mess with that young man in China who is paralyzed in the chair - he is lazy, but when he raises his hand, the king of hell has to hand him a cigarette!"** 🔥**Click to see what it means to be so "crazy" that the ceiling explodes! **🔥 #Urban supreme # # decisive #frequencyblasts cool

43 盗 Tomb Robber: Hold On! the Little Princess of the Western Zhou Dynasty Couldn't Cry Flying BoyMystery313k Wordscompleted 6.2kReads7.5Score573Shelves

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I have this one without CP

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Not much to say, it's very beautiful!