A novel series about the grave-robbing adventures of Wu Xie, a young man hailing from a family that had been tomb-raiders for centuries.
[No system] [Semi-derailed] [The protagonist is single]
The plot of episode 7 and beyond will not have a significant impact on my novel.
"Semi-derailed fan fiction", the author's personal understanding may differ from that of other viewers and analysis videos. In addition, the original work is updated quite slowly, so the fan fiction will inevitably be very different from the original work.
The protagonist's setting is vague. Although there is time travel, there is definitely no time travel system. The original characters may have changed more or less due to the appearance of the protagonist and the plot of the novel.
The original characters will not be deleted. As for those who play supporting roles, it depends on their luck whether I can remember them.
Traveling through a parallel world, Chen Ke became an official LPL commentator. After activating the system on the commentator's desk, Chen Ke began to only play real games.
Looking at the game screen, a certain AD player suddenly died suddenly and gave away a big blow, leading to a comeback. Chen Ke couldn't help it: "To be honest, there are people on Taobo who don't want to win."
"With both moves in hand, I can be instantly defeated. I can press this wave to flash."
"As expected of Q Dirty Dancing, even Q can eat it."
"I don't even need to lose face. If we continue like this, we will lose to Vietnam."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was shocked and the barrage exploded.
The commentary partner did not dare to answer the phone throughout the whole process, and the director was so frightened that he almost pinched the microphone on the spot.
Brother's fans stopped after hearing this. After violently blasting Chen Ke immediately after the game, they realized that Chen Ke was not targeting his brother. He would criticize anyone he caught.
"One person eats four lanes, and there is zero output in a team battle?"
"If you dare to catch me on the road, you dare to die. Timely Rain lives up to its reputation!"
"Who voted for this damn FMVP? Emperor Chi is your father?"
"You don't have to worry about contract issues when you go to RNG. RNG never gets stuck with pens!"
"..."
Fans: "This kid is so loud when he opens his mouth. Is he going to die?"
The ninth year of the Wude era of the Tang Dynasty.
The Xuanwu Gate Incident had not yet occurred.
Li Yuan was still indulging in a life of extravagance and debauchery.
Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji are plotting to eliminate their greatest threat.
Changsun Wuji had not yet uttered the declaration: "Eight hundred men it is."
The powerful Khan Li Erfeng encountered a boy who claimed to be from the future.
The naive Wen He thought that with the inventions of later generations, she could thrive in the Tang Dynasty.
Who would have thought that a mere steward under Prince Qi, Li Yuanji, would nearly cause his family to be destroyed?
In a fit of anger, he decided to curry favor with someone powerful.
Since you, Li Yuanji, are so inhuman, then don't blame me for overturning the table!
Wen He arrived at the Prince of Qin's residence and saw Li Shimin with a worried expression.
Wen He: "Your Highness Prince Qin, do you want to know why the Tang Dynasty will perish in the future? Do you want to know why your great-grandson was driven out of Chang'an by the Hu people? Do you want to know how your wife, no, I should say your daughter-in-law, usurped the throne and became the first female emperor?"
Li Shimin pointed to the large pit outside the door: "Do you know how many steps it will take to bury you?"
Wen He smiled awkwardly: "How about we talk about how your tomb was damaged after the fall of the Tang Dynasty?"
I'm a fruit vendor in my forties. One day, I received a call from a school teacher saying that my son, Liu Zhenhua, whose grades had always been mediocre, had manipulated his midterm exam scores. Liu Zhenhua's defense was this: "Dad, I'm a super AI from the future, codenamed Electronic Nezha, and my mission is to save the Earth." Well, this kid has quite a wild imagination. Like you, I'm just as skeptical! And then... what happened next... well, it's hard to explain in a few words. Click here to read for yourself.
The third year of Hongwu.
When Zhu Yuanzhang established his rule over the world, many things needed to be done.
There was a loud bang on a clear sky, and Deng Qianqiu came into the world: "Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Time is money, and a thousand gold cannot buy a moment. From now on, this is the ancestral motto of my Deng family. Dad, I wrote this especially for you, you must remember it."
Wu Ding thought his golden finger was a moving landscape painting.
Except that it seemed to extend the flowering period, it didn't have any major effect.
Until a coincidence.
It was a window gap, which connected the entire mountain and sea world.
When he and the beast inside officially looked into each other's eyes.
Bai Ze: Hey, I saw a person.
Other beasts: Help! Run! There is someone!!! He will eat us!
Wu Ding: …………
Bai Ze: Don't be afraid, their world is about to collapse.
Wu Ding: What did you say!!!
After reaching a strategic cooperation agreement to save the world.
Wu Ding: I'm in my twenties, and I feel a little shy when facing the elements of time travel + saving the world.
Taotie: I caught a collared beetle! Give you one leg in exchange for a box of potato chips!
Wu Ding: Deal!
Bai Ze: ………… Are you still going to save this world?
Wu Ding: Help, help, but the plot of the second dimension has gone so far, I need delicious food to calm down.
This article is about the second dimension and the plot of the main world. That is, travel through time to do something, take a break to do something, and then travel again.
That day, Qi Long, who had been away from the crosstalk stage for a long time due to an accident, received a rescue call from his senior brother Deyun, the owner of the troupe, and returned to the crosstalk stage.
Unexpectedly, his innovative crosstalk was learned by his disciples.
There is no distinction between big and small on the stage, and the evil disciples who build new graves off the stage make fun of their master's height every day.
The various evil jokes make the comedians feel like they are going through a tribulation in every scene...
Even the traditional disciple was led like crazy by this uncle.
Boss Guo: Stop hanging out with your uncle, you’re leading my apprentice astray!
[A Journey to the West in Officialdom + Cultivation in Civil Engineering + In the Name of the People (Immortal Version) + Creative Ideas]
I transmigrated to the world of cultivation.
After ascending to heaven, they became servants of the Heavenly Court's infrastructure department.
After working for three thousand years, I finally became a project manager, in charge of the expansion project of Nantianmen.
The day before the final acceptance inspection, I was packing "local specialties" into envelopes.
The construction worker ran in to report.
"Lord Su, something terrible has happened! A monkey with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth is fighting with people at the South Heavenly Gate, and our load-bearing pillars have been smashed!"
My heart skipped a beat.
【broken!】
[I've replaced the Nine Heavens Mystic Iron in the load-bearing pillars with ordinary iron!]
[I used birch wood instead of paulownia wood for the crossbeams and painted it red!]
The underground demon-suppressing formation only has sound and light effects; the core of the formation...
"Well, just make do with it..."
Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!
"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"
A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"
PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...
(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)