Tomb raiders: You stole my little Qilin?

After exiting the water cave, Wu Sansheng led the group northwards, following the map.

Wu Xie's legs were aching from walking before he finally saw some electric lights.

"Third Uncle, there's a village ahead."

The group quickened their pace and hurried towards the village.

This is a fairly large village. Although there are no hotels, the guesthouses are quite nice.

The room was small but very clean, there was plenty of food, and hot water was available.

Each person booked a room, and Wu Wei took off his shirt as soon as he entered.

He and Wu Xie rolled around in the water, and they both smelled strongly of it.

I just grabbed a pair of shorts and went to take a shower.

I washed myself thoroughly and came out of the bathroom with the refreshing scent of shampoo.

He was startled when he came out; Zhang Qiling was standing in his room with half-wet hair.

"Hey buddy, what brings you here?"

Looking around the room, there were no chairs in the small rooms of the guesthouse.

Wu Wei could only make Zhang Qiling sit down on the bed.

Zhang Qiling obediently went over, staring straight at him.

Even Wu Wei, a grown man, felt a little uneasy under their gaze.

He rummaged through his bag and pulled out a short-sleeved shirt before walking over.

"Hey sir, what's up?"

It must be about the Qilin blood, Wu Wei guessed.

Sure enough, the next moment Zhang Qiling asked, "Who are your parents?"

Wu Sansheng was cunning and shrewd; his words were not to be trusted. He wanted to ask Wu Wei directly.

Wu Wei bit his nails as he tried to organize his thoughts.

"Actually, I don't know either. As far back as I can remember, I've been in the Wu family. Wu Erbai adopted me, and no other relatives have ever come looking for me."

Zhang Qiling immediately thought of "divine gift".

He reached out and pulled off Wu Wei's shirt, rubbing his firm muscles vigorously a few times.

Wu Wei opened his eyes wide, bewildered in the wind, and began to shrink back to avoid the wind.

"Hey buddy, what are you doing? Don't move, let go..."

Zhang Qiling remained unmoved and continued rubbing in another spot.

"99, 99, help! He molested me!!"

Even the mechanical sound of 999 reveals a hint of black lines.

Do you think it's possible he's looking for your tattoo?

Oh, Wu Wei remembered, the Zhang family's Qilin usually has tattoos that show up when heated.

My cheeks started burning, and I couldn't understand what was going through my mind.

After a while, Wu Wei, unable to break free, lay flat with a numb expression.

Zhang Qiling also stopped, and asked with some confusion:

Where's your tattoo?

"What tattoo? What are you doing?!" Wu Wei shouted, feigning grief and indignation.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Zhang Qiling also took off her shirt.

He rubbed his left shoulder vigorously a few times, and a bluish-black tattoo appeared.

The area heated is too small to reveal the shape of a Qilin.

"A tattoo like this."

Wu Wei watched openly and honestly, inwardly marveling at how cool that was.

But he said, "I didn't."

Zhang Qiling's gaze towards Wu Wei softened, even carrying a hint of pity.

In his view, Wu Wei was blessed with divine gifts at a young age, and his parents left him before they could even give him a tattoo.

"If I find the Hidden Pattern Grass in the future, I'll tattoo it on you."

Wu Wei quickly shook his head, "No, I'm fine like this."

"Every member of the Zhang family should have one," Zhang Qiling tried to reason with him.

"But I didn't even know I was a member of the Zhang family."

Zhang Qiling was never good with words, and at this moment he was even more speechless.

Wu Wei pressed his advantage, saying, "I'm afraid of the pain and don't want to get a tattoo now. But if you want one later, I'll let you know, okay?"

Beneath Zhang Qiling's cold exterior lies a very gentle person; upon hearing that Wu Wei was afraid of pain, she actually gave in.

He nodded silently and put on his shirt.

999 asked in its mind: "Host, don't you think it's cool? Why don't you get it tattooed?"

Wu Wei, with a righteous and stern expression, said, "It looks cool on others, but on me it just hurts."

999:『……』

Wu Wei: "Besides, I can't see the tattoo on my body. I can't exactly stand naked in front of the mirror admiring it every day."

The logic is sound and there is no way to refute it.

The door to the room opened again, and Wu Xie's voice came through.

"Brother, come down for dinner!"

Seeing that Zhang Qiling was also in Wu Wei's room, he slightly suppressed his smile.

"Is the delivery guy here too?"

"I'll go down first." Zhang Qiling nodded and left.

Wu Xie was a little unhappy. "Brother, how come you're from the Zhang family? Aren't they a reclusive family? How come they left you out here?"

Wu Wei chuckled and patted his head, just like when they were kids.

"Didn't you know from childhood that I was adopted? Even if I were a member of the Zhang family, that wouldn't change."

Will you go back to the Zhang family in the future?

"Whether you come back or not, it won't change. You'll always be my brother."

Wu Xie looked at Wu Wei seriously, "Really?"

"Of course, we've been friends for over twenty years."

Wu Xie smiled brightly, relieved.

"Go eat, bro, Uncle's been waiting for a while."

……

When Wu Xie came down, Wu Sansheng, Hei Xiazi, Zhang Qiling, Pan Zi, and Da Kui were already seated.

This is a semi-enclosed round table, which can comfortably seat seven people.

After receiving the chopsticks, no one spoke, and everyone at the table wolfed down their food.

After a day of being scared and running around, I need to replenish my energy so I won't have the strength to keep up tomorrow.

After a swift and decisive meal, Zhang Qiling was the first to put down his chopsticks.

Wu Sansheng knew he was about to be questioned, so he took a sip of water to prepare himself.

"You said you found him on Jade Emperor Mountain? What happened at that time?"

Everyone knew that "he" referred to Wu Wei, so they all stopped eating and listened intently.

Wu Sansheng gave Wu Xie a troubled look, and Wu Xie immediately bristled.

"Third Uncle, why are you looking at me like that? How old was I back then? I can't possibly be the one who picked up my brother, can I?"

Wu Sansheng nodded, then sighed, "Oh, right, it really is you."

Ignoring the petrified Wu Xie, Wu Sansheng recounted how Wu Xie lost his memory when a rock hit Wu Wei on Jade Emperor Mountain.

Apart from Pan Zi, who knew the answer, everyone else was stunned.

Zhang Qiling originally thought Wu Wei's amnesia was due to "divine intervention," but unexpectedly, it was man-made.

Wu Xie had long forgotten about his childhood, and Wu Sansheng hadn't mentioned it again in recent years.

Upon hearing this, he immediately blushed.

"Hahahaha." Black Bear mocked mercilessly.

"Young Master Wu, you're really lucky! You just casually smashed one and it's a little Qilin, hahaha..."

"Hey, please stop teasing us. Our Third Master's head is practically buried in the table."

Pan Zi didn't know whether he was mocking Wu Xie or speaking up for him.

"Didn't you contact his family?" Zhang Qiling pressed.

Wu Sansheng shook his head helplessly, "We've searched the entire city of Hangzhou, but we just can't find it."

Suddenly, Hei Xiazi thought of something. "Sigh, mute, I don't think anyone in your family would dare to steal it."

Zhang Qiling remained silent for a moment, then shook his head.

Even though they felt no sense of belonging to the Zhang family, they had to admit that no one could steal cubs from the Zhang family's territory.

"The Zhang family has moved around; besides the current main branch, there are also some who live in seclusion."

He looked at Wu Wei with pity in his eyes, "You must be a descendant of the clansmen who went into seclusion back then."

Wu Wei sighed inwardly, just as the system had said, Zhang Qiling really did treat him as a reclusive descendant.

He looked over with a serious expression and said, "I'm sorry, I don't remember."

Zhang Qiling shook his head indifferently.

If it were truly a Qilin belonging to one of their own clansmen, Zhang Qiling wouldn't care much.

At most, we can ensure his safety and send him back to his ancestral home.

On the contrary, it was people like Wu Wei, who had no connection with the Zhang family but also shared the blood of the Qilin, that he felt a sense of identification with.

He was lonely, and he was used to being alone, but no one wants to be alone forever.