After a night, Chun Cao was no longer so afraid of Duan Wu Jiu. After being stared at by him, she bravely entered the house and stood next to Liu Zhiheng.
"Xue Lang, you go back to the house first, and I'll have a few words with Chuncao alone."
Duan Wu Jiu glanced at Chun Cao menacingly, and when he saw Chun Cao's honest face, he closed the door and left, waiting outside.
"What's wrong?" Liu Zhiheng pulled Chuncao over to sit down with some worry, "Did something happen?"
Chun Cao quickly waved his hand and said: "Nothing happened, don't worry! It's my parents who are back. They know that my brother is missing and are looking for someone everywhere. It's just that it's getting dark and it's not convenient to go up the mountain. I plan to go to the village at dawn tomorrow." Chang Zai took the people with him to the mountains to look for him... I also pretended to help my parents look for someone, so I had time to come over.
Liu Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief, patted Chun Cao's hand and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. People die in the village every winter, and it's normal for people to have accidents in the mountains."
Chun Cao nodded and said a little coyly: "I'm not worried, I...I actually don't have anything else to do, I just...just came to see if you are okay. I feel relieved to see that you are fine, then I will do it first gone."
"etc!"
Liu Zhiheng stopped Chun Cao, stood up, walked to his dressing table, sat down, and found a silver hairpin that was not too conspicuous.
After all, we are in a village, and it is difficult to bring something that is too good.
Liu Zhiheng pulled the spring grass and inserted the silver hairpin on the spring grass' head.
Usually Chuncao uses a wooden hairpin, and she touched the silver hairpin on her head with a look of surprise.
"I'm giving this to you." Liu Zhiheng looked at Chun Cao's happy face and smiled softly, "Do you like it?"
"like!"
Chun Cao looked in the mirror happily, her little face turning red with happiness.
"Sit down first. I have a few more words to say to you." Liu Zhiheng said again.
Chuncao quickly sat down and was so well-behaved that she said, "Sister Heng, tell me, I'm listening."
"Don't you want me to be with Xie Tinglan? I promise you that I will break off our engagement with Xie Tinglan after a while, okay?"
When Chun Cao heard this, she immediately panicked and said quickly: "Sister Heng, you misunderstood me. I didn't come here to threaten you. You killed my brother. It's not too late for me to thank you. I just want to come and see." you."
"I know……"
"You don't know!" Chun Cao quickly took off the silver hairpin and put it on the dressing table, "You will marry Brother Xie. He is a scholar and can be an official in the future. You are so good-looking, as long as you marry Brother Xie Only in this life will I be stable. I only ask... I only ask that after you marry Brother Xie, you are willing to keep me by Brother Xie's side and serve you as your slave..."
Liu Zhiheng sighed silently. She didn't expect that Chun Cao really liked Xie Tinglan so much. She put the silver hairpin on Chun Cao's head again and said softly: "I gave this to you, just take it. I didn't misunderstand you." the meaning of."
Liu Zhiheng patted Chun Cao's hand slightly and said comfortingly: "I understand your feelings, but I will still break off the engagement with Xie Tinglan. He and I are not suitable."
She would never listen to that ghost. Instead of accompanying Xie Tinglan, why not play for a while!
Seeing that Chun Cao still looked panicked, Liu Zhiheng added: "I promise you, if I can only marry Xie Tinglan in the future, I will let him take you in, okay?"
Chun Cao breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and was happy again.
Seeing her like this, Liu Zhiheng couldn't laugh or cry.
It's not that Liu Zhiheng wants to deceive Chun Cao, it's just that Fang Chengcai's matter is not 100% safe. If he wants Chun Cao to grow a tongue with them and tie people to the same boat, he still has to give people some benefits.
"Don't wear this silver hairpin for the next two days. After a while, you can wait until your brother's matter is over before you wear it again. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I know!"
The spring grass happily put away the hairpin.
"It's getting late, please go back quickly."
Spring grass then went back happily.
As soon as Chun Cao left, Duan Wujiu came into the house immediately. As soon as he came in, he pulled Liu Zhiheng and wanted to hug him.
"Wait!" Liu Zhiheng stretched out his hand to stop Duan Wujiu, "Now is not the time to do these things. I have big things to do."
"whats the matter?"
She almost forgot about it when Duan Wu Jiu interrupted her before. It was only when Chun Cao came that she reminded Liu Zhiheng again.
If the soul in her body in the past two years was not the original owner, but a ghost, then where did the original owner go?
Liu Zhiheng remembered that in the dream, when the ghost peeked at the original owner from behind, the original owner was drawing a map. At that time, Liu Zhiheng had a guess.
Liu Zhiheng pointed to the big boxes in the corner that were gathering dust and had not been used for a long time, and said to Duan Wujiu: "Xuelang, help me move those boxes over."
When Duan Wujiu saw Liu Zhiheng's serious expression, he didn't waste any time, moved the Arhat bed and the Eight Immortals table, and moved all the boxes to the middle of the room.
"Please help me light up the lights."
Duan Wujiu lit up all the lights in the room, and Liu Zhiheng sat among the supplies and took out all the things in the boxes.
The ghost has not touched these boxes in the past two years, so they must all belong to the original owners.
The box in front was filled with some fine fabrics. Liu Zhiheng took out a few pieces of suitable colors and planned to make clothes for Duan Wu Jiu.
But when he reached the last box, Liu Zhiheng was stunned.
The entire box is filled with various handwritten information and data, as well as some Arabic numerals. At first glance, it seems that it is not something that should be available in this era.
In addition, there are some measuring tools, all of which are artificially created.
At the end of the page, Liu Zhiheng found a custom-made book, which read: The Complete Map of Kanyu in Laoshan Mountain.
This time, even Duan Wu Jiu, who was standing aside, was a little shocked.
The two of them looked through the booklet together. It contained topographic maps of Beilao Mountain at different scales, as well as contour maps and cross-sections of several special mountain tops. In addition, the vegetation, animals, and minerals in Beilao Mountain are also recorded in detail.
The more Liu Zhiheng looked, the more frightened he became. Duan Wujiu also looked surprised at the side. He asked Liu Zhiheng in disbelief: "Ah Heng, are you the one who painted these?"
Liu Zhiheng nodded slowly.
These pictures could only be drawn by her.
Because the strata of different eras and the properties of different rock formations are marked on the cross-section diagram, everyone uses different labels. Liu Zhiheng has always liked to be different from others, so in the pictures she drew, the patterns marking different strata are all the same. It's very special, all designed by herself, she is the only one in the world who can draw like that.
Liu Zhiheng continued to flip through the album page after page.
The entire Beelao Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, and in its depths lies a primeval forest with complex terrain and infested by wild beasts. Even the most powerful hunters and mountain guards dare not enter easily.
In this day and age, to complete such a detailed and meticulous map, one would have to go deep into the dense forest countless times.
Liu Zhiheng suddenly realized something: there was no original owner at all! She is the real Liu Zhiheng, and she is the unlucky original owner in her mouth!
Couldn't she be pregnant?
