【Tomb Robbery Notes: Dreams】

Have you ever dreamed?

I've had long, long dreams that have grown so long that I have forgotten reality, so long that I think I am the person there.

But dreams will eventually shatter.

"Zhang Qiling, are you alone, cold?"

Cold or not? Cold. Mengli, I'm cold. Alone, cold.

But I can't find you.

The long-level blood is not exhausted, and you will be sent home.

Zhang Qiling, I will pave a way for you with my blood and guide you home.

"Zhang Qiling, I'm cold." Cold heart.

In front of the bronze gate on Changbai Mountain, we are not waiting for a person, but a faith.

Ten years later, he did not return. We're still waiting, even if it's a lie, and we still believe he'll come back.

He is as powerful as a god and a Buddha, a man, not a god.

Zhang Qiling, I can't wait.

This time, you wait for me, okay?

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[Reboot & Reset to Zero]

Three, two, one, zero.

Restart, reset to zero. The Iron Triangle reunites and sets off again.

The longest road I have traveled is the routine of the third uncle; The deepest pit I have ever entered is the third uncle's book pit.

Everything begins with curiosity, loses from innocence, and grows from loss.

Aning, Panzi, Yuncai......

I met too many people and lost so many people along the way.

The innocence is no more, the evil emperor returns, the gods and Buddhas are far away, and the triangle is missing.

When the Iron Triangle is reunited, innocence is still there, innocence is still there, and Wang'er is healthy and happy.

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[Just a dream]

It really was just a dream.

In the dream, she pierced into the stolen pen, met the Iron Triangle, and accompanied them through a lot.

When she entered the bronze gate for her little brother, she had another dream, dreaming of her dead friend.

She suddenly realized that it had been a dream from the beginning, her fantasy.

When the dream is shattered, I return to reality and meet him again.

Hangzhou West Lake, a glance of ten thousand years.

The professional missing person who lives on the ground with a ninth-degree disability has returned home.

The ten-year covenant is true. Wu Xie really took Zhang Qiling home.

How are you doing?

Good.

Have you any troubles?

Yes.

What is it?

I'm looking for someone, a very stupid and stupid person, so stupid that it makes people feel distressed.

Why look for TA?

I love her.

TA, who is it?

Dream Glass.

She cried until she lost her voice that day.

He hugged her gently: "I'm coming for you, are you still waiting for me?" ”

Waiting, waiting, really!

What the? Later, you ask?

Later, there was one more person beside the mute Zhang, and the iron triangle washed his hands in the golden basin, and they each became a family.

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[It's very good-looking, but it's a pity that it has a mouth]

Ever heard of the Funeral Map? Precise navigation, all by the ear.

Liu Fu, who is famous for his hearing, has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wears a ponytail, and wears glasses, which looks quite sven, but unfortunately he has a long mouth.

"You don't know yet, you came here this time, someone outside is betting, and now you are seven to one, and everyone thinks that Wu Xie will not be able to come up this time. I can't press you up. ”

The fat man was very angry, "Mourner, how can you talk." ”

Seeing that the fat man was about to rush up, Wu Erbai stopped him.

Liu Fu, a little green tea in the rivers and lakes, looks very good, but unfortunately has a long mouth.

"Miscellaneous people, please refrain from it! Idol, do you want to stay and see? ”

"Idol, I've actually admired you for a long time. I came down this time completely for the sake of your face, otherwise I wouldn't have helped the second uncle at all. ”

Liu Fu, it's okay to go anywhere, but it's a pity that he has a long mouth.

Liu Fu looked at the instrument and asked Wu Xie: "Hey, Wu Xie, are you and the fat man typing a language similar to the Morse code during the day?" ”

"That's right."

"Is that only you understand?"

Saying that, the fat man began to knock on the wooden box with his hand again to provoke: At noon on the day of hoeing, thunder and pipes were buried in the soil. Liu Fu passed from here, and it was blown up two hundred and five.

Liu Fu couldn't understand their knocking words, and knocked on the wooden box a few times in dissatisfaction.

The fat man asked, "What are you knocking on?" ”。

"Pigs want to know, too."