When Liu Zhiheng woke up again, it was already dark, and there was still heavy snowfall outside, but Duan Wu Jiu was gone again.
Are you going to catch chickens again?
Liu Zhiheng stood up and saw a note left in a conspicuous place on the Eight Immortals' table, which read: I'm looking around the village, Xuelang.
Liu Zhiheng felt a little uneasy and worried that Duan Wujiu would cause unnecessary trouble if he was seen by the villagers, so he went out to look for him with a lantern.
The snow outside is getting heavier again.
The snow has been falling for four days, and it shows no sign of stopping. There are high piles of snow in front of every house. Most people in the village have closed their doors, and no one is walking on the road.
Liu Zhiheng held the lantern and searched for a while. Soon, he saw a black figure landing in front of him. Although the man was dressed very simply, he could not conceal his unparalleled elegance.
It's Duan Wujiu.
Liu Zhiheng was a little surprised: "Why can you still fly?"
"I should be good at martial arts. I discovered it yesterday when I was chasing that chicken in the mountains." Duan Wujiu asked curiously, "Don't Ah Heng know?"
Liu Zhiheng choked and quickly changed the subject: "Then you can't fly around. Your injury has just scabbed, and you're not afraid of it opening again..."
Liu Zhiheng looked around and asked with some worry: "You didn't meet anyone, did you?"
Duan Wujiu shook his head, "It's snowing heavily outside. I mostly stay on the roof and don't meet anyone."
Liu Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief, saw the map he drew in Duan Wujiu's hand, and asked, "What are you doing with the map?"
"I saw the map of Taohuatun on Ah Heng's desk. This map is different from what I have seen before. I just wanted to see if this map is accurate." Duan Wujiu had a faintly excited look on his face. Said: "I didn't expect this map to be so accurate."
"Do you still remember the map you saw before?"
Duan Wujiu nodded, also a little confused, and said: "I don't remember the specific things, but I just know that I have seen many maps, and I also know that this map makes me very happy."
Liu Zhiheng is not surprised. Indeed, with his amnesia, he will not forget memories that have become common sense, but will only forget people and events within a period of time, because the parts that store these memories are in different locations in the brain.
"Where did this map come from? I'm afraid it was drawn by someone?" Duan Wujiu asked.
"This is what I drew, but it doesn't matter, right? Taohuatun is only so big, how can I draw it inaccurately?"
"Did Ah Heng draw it?" Duan Wujiu was surprised: "How did you measure it?"
"Your nose is good and my eyes are good." Liu Zhiheng said proudly: "What's so difficult about this? My eyes are rulers!"
Duan Wujiu was inevitably shocked. "I didn't expect Ah Heng to have such an astonishing talent."
Liu Zhiheng also knew that not everyone could tolerate this ancient Kanyu. Drawing a map easily would be a capital offense.
In fact, not to mention in ancient times, even in the era before Liu Zhiheng lived, all geological exploration data were confidential and could never be leaked.
She has this kind of ability to influence people, which was indeed a shocking talent in ancient times.
If she hadn't known that Duan Wu Jiu would forget what happened in Peach Blossom Village in a few months, she would not have admitted that she had drawn this picture today.
"It's getting dark, let's go back, I'm hungry."
Duan Wu Jiu nodded and held the lantern for Liu Zhiheng. The two of them walked side by side through the flying snow in the sky towards home, but this scene was seen by Chun Cao.
…
Chuncao is the fourth eldest child in the family, with an older brother, two older sisters, and a younger brother. The two sisters were married off by their parents two years ago. It's said to be married off, but it's actually not much different from selling a daughter.
Now she is the only daughter in the family, and she does everything at home by herself, so in this snowy day, she has to fill the chamber pot for her brother who is not stingy.
The family is still short of someone to work. When my brother gets married, my parents can take care of my sister-in-law, who will soon be married off. Therefore, Chun Cao did not dare to be disobedient.
Chun Cao turned around and was about to go home when she suddenly saw two people walking side by side in the distance. She didn't see Duan Wu Jiu's appearance, but only saw that Duan Wu Jiu was wearing clothes that looked like Liu Yigu's.
Could it be that Liu Zhiheng's father is back?
Chun Cao followed, wanting to see clearly, but the man suddenly turned back and looked in Chun Cao's direction.
With just one glance, Chun Cao knew that the man was not Liu Zhiheng's father, Liu Yigu.
The two looked at each other. He was obviously the most handsome man Chun Cao had ever seen in his life, but his gloomy gaze gave Chun Cao goosebumps.
Chun Cao hurriedly hid, but he still felt a murderous gaze directed at him.
…
When Liu Zhiheng saw Duan Wujiu turning around, he also looked back curiously, but saw nothing.
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
Duan Wu Jiu had already suppressed the evil look in his eyes and said softly: "It's nothing, I just smelled an unpleasant smell."
Liu Zhiheng sniffed and could only smell a cold smell that belonged to winter.
"What smell?"
Duan Wu Jiu said in a deep voice, "A sticky, rotten egg smell that can't be shaken off."
"Why didn't I smell it?"
Duan Wujiu smiled tenderly at Liu Zhiheng, "It's nothing, I can always smell all kinds of smells, and not all smells are worth bothering with. Let's go back."
Liu Zhiheng nodded and led Duan Wu Jiu back to the cabin.
After returning, Liu Zhiheng kept thinking about telling Duan Wujiu the truth. But the strange thing is that in the next two days, every time Liu Zhiheng wanted to tell the truth to Duan Wujiu, something would interrupt him.
"Xue Lang, I have something to tell you..."
"A Heng, should I take medicine?" Duan Wujiu suddenly asked.
Before she had time to react, Duan Wu Jiu started to take off his clothes, and in a short while he took off only his middle coat.
Duan Wujiu had an excellent figure. Not only was he tall, he was also slim when dressed and muscular when undressed. Looking at his eight-pack abs and a narrow but powerful waist, Liu Zhiheng swallowed subconsciously. His mind began to produce yellow waste, and he forgot about the things he wanted to confess to Duan Wu Jiu.
"Ah Heng?"
Duan Wujiu shouted, and Liu Zhiheng came back to his senses and went to get the ointment with a blushing face.
After a few days of rest, the small wounds on Duan Wu Jiu's body were almost healed, and even the scars were almost invisible.
It has to be said that Duan Wujiu's self-healing ability rivals that of Liu Zhiheng.
Liu Zhiheng touched the wound on his back and absentmindedly wanted to talk to him.
"Xue Lang, actually..."
"A-Heng will tell me about those stars later, okay?" Duan Wujiu said suddenly.
In the past few days, the snow was so heavy that it was inconvenient to even go up the mountain, and the two of them began to stay indoors again.
Liu Zhihengxian couldn't help but chat with Duan Wujiu every day. In the past two days, she told him how to identify the direction in the desert through the positions of stars in different seasons.
"It's been snowing lately. Let's wait until the snow stops. When the snow stops, I will take you to see the stars." Liu Zhiheng said, "I only need to look up at the stars in the sky to know where I am."
"Ah Heng knows so much."
"But Xuelang knows more about poetry, history and literature," Liu Zhiheng said sincerely.
She is a science student after all.
"A Heng doesn't need to understand that, because A Heng is different from other women."
"Stop praising me. You praise me every day. I'm so embarrassed."
These days, Liu Zhiheng has been living with Duan Wujiu's rainbow fart every day. She suddenly understood why ancient emperors liked to listen to slander. It was really comforting to hear it.
…
At night, the two of them lay down on the heated kang, with a long distance between them. The room was dark and nothing could be seen. In the darkness, Liu Zhiheng heard that Duan Wujiu's breathing seemed not very steady.
Liu Zhiheng asked tentatively: "Are you asleep?"
Duan Wujiu: "Not yet, Ah Heng, do you want to do something?"
"No, I just can't sleep."
"Yes, me too."
"Would it be boring for you to stay in the house with me every day?"
"No, as long as I'm with Ah Heng, I'll be happy."
Liu Zhiheng smiled, and she was also a little happy.
Duan Wu Jiu then said, "When the snow stops, let's go walking through the snow together to look for plum blossoms, okay?"
Liu Zhiheng said nothing, and the air suddenly became quiet.
"What's wrong?" Duan Wujiu asked worriedly, "But what did I say to make Ah Heng unhappy?"
"Xue Lang... you'd better not go out casually. It's not very safe."
Duan Wu Jiu: "Why is it unsafe?"
Liu Zhiheng thought for a moment, then stood up and lit the lamp again. This time, she didn't give Duan Wu Jiu a chance to interrupt, and simply spoke out her words directly.
"Actually, you are not my child foster husband. I rescued you in the snow seven days ago. I also chose the name Xuelang casually. I'm sorry, I lied to you..."
Duan Wu Jiu's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, his long eyelashes covering the sinister look under his eyes.
Why doesn't his little liar continue to lie?
How bad...
Since you have cheated, you should cheat to the end.
The room was very dark, so Liu Zhiheng didn't see the flash of paranoia in Duan Wujiu's eyes.
