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the other side.

Brother Gao, Yao Qing, and Uncle Min were together. The three of them were slightly injured, but their lives were not in danger.

The three people also found several skeletal corpses. When they saw the unidentified clothes, Uncle Min's expression suddenly became strange.

He remembered!

"Uncle Min, what's wrong with you?" Yao Qing noticed something was wrong with Uncle Min and immediately asked with concern.

Uncle Min had a strange expression: "That... that boy..."

Yao Qing was confused when he heard: "What boy? It's that person, it's him."

"The boy next to Miss Liu."

Yao Qing frowned and looked at Brother Gao in confusion.

"Uncle Min, what's wrong with that boy?" Brother Gao asked immediately.

"He...I have seen him." Uncle Min said incoherently: "In 1988..., I was with my father. I have seen him, I have seen him, and I said why he looked familiar..."

Brother Gao's heart skipped a beat: "Uncle Min, are you sure?"

"I'm sure." He hadn't thought of it before, but when he saw these clothes with a sense of age, he suddenly remembered it.

"Uncle Min, you mean that he is exactly the same as he was in 1988, right?"

Uncle Min said resolutely: "Yes!"

Brother Gao took a breath.

Yao Qing thought it was unlikely and whispered: "Uncle Min, could he be a descendant relative? How could someone who lived in 1988 be still so young now?"

1988, how many years has it been now? More than thirty years...

Uncle Min frowned: "It's impossible. He was definitely not among the people who came out at that time."

Besides, they are too similar, how could they be descendants?

Yao Qing groaned. After all, he didn't say anything more useful because he was not good at words.

Brother Gao continued to ask: "Uncle Min, what do you remember?"

Uncle Min made a recollection: "He was following a person who was called a professor. It seemed... that he was his student or something... but I don't know what happened later."

Brother Gao pondered.

The boy appeared too suddenly, and there were a lot of doubts about it.

If he didn't come from outside, then...

Brother Gao felt faintly excited when he thought of this.

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the other side.

Xin Zhu sat in the corner to rest. He would get a headache if he thought about the past too deeply.

Sometimes I think of something, sometimes I can't think of anything.

Xin Zhu was lucky this time and remembered something.

"After we came down, we were trapped in a stone chamber... It was similar to the previous one, but it shouldn't be the same one."

Xin Zhu spoke slowly, and Chu Zheng listened thoughtfully.

"What on earth are you here for?"

Xin Zhu's fingertips tightened slightly, and his chapped lips slightly opened: "Shen, Ji."

"What?" Did she hear it wrong? Is it a relic?

Obviously Chu Zheng didn't hear wrongly, Xin Zhu was talking about miracles.

"The miracles of the Xia Yi people. Finding the miracles can help people escape from disease, poverty, and even live a long life."

Chuzheng's heart skipped a beat and she looked at him.

Meeting Chu Zheng's gaze, Xin Zhu became nervous: "I... don't know if I count now... I really don't remember what happened at that time."

"Yeah." Chuzheng held his hand to express comfort.

The back of Xin Zhu's hand was covered by her, and the warm touch traveled along his skin, bit by bit, to his whole body, and the blood all over his body seemed to be gradually boiling.

"Teacher, he is just interested in the history of the Xia Yi tribe. He is very knowledgeable about it. He is not looking for any miracles. He just wants to study the Xia Yi tribe..."

Teacher Xin Zhu has done a lot of research since he started studying the Xia Yi people.

Whenever I hear something, I run immediately.

However, because there are too few records, and many materials at that time were destroyed due to the war, research is even more difficult.

Because of this incident, Teacher Xin Zhu’s wives took their children and left him.

But Teacher Xin Zhu still didn't give up. He firmly believed that the Xia Yi tribe must exist.

"Why did you follow him then?" Chu Zheng could tell from Xin Zhu's tone that he didn't seem to have high regard for the Xia Yi people.

"I...I'm quite stupid." Xin Zhu was embarrassed: "I can only choose the teacher."

"..."

OK.

"Where's the back?"

"...That's all I can think of for now."

Chuzheng sighed and set a goal: "Let's find out the reason why you can't leave here first. Do you still hear the voice you said before?"

Xin Zhu shook his head: "No."

Chuzheng is worried, this is a bit troublesome...

-

The passages below lead in all directions. Chu Zheng and Xin Zhu didn't know where they went, and they occasionally encountered danger.

However, Chuzheng roughly dismantled the trap and there was basically no danger.

But Xin Zhu was obviously frightened by Chu Zheng, and his eyes were dull.

After Chuzheng solved a trap, she turned around to hold Xin Zhu's hand. The latter actually took a step back and looked at her blankly.

Chu Zheng's hand failed, and she looked over with a frown, her eyes were cold, and the cold light from the flashlight made her look cold and indifferent.

Chuzheng seemed to see some fear in Xin Zhu's eyes, and her heart suddenly choked.

What does the good guy card mean?

Are you afraid of me?

What did I do?

Didn’t I protect you all the way?

Even if you don't thank me, you are still afraid of me? Did I act that mean?

"Are you afraid of me?"

Xin Zhu's voice was dry: "No...no."

Chuzheng held her palms up and looked at him silently.

Xin Zhu swallowed, and the hand hanging by his side took a long time to reach out and put it into her hand.

Chuzheng gave Xin Zhu a firm grip, pulled him forward, and hugged Xin Zhu's waist.

The distance between the two shortened, so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Xin Zhu felt the pressure of Chu Zheng's gradual approach. His body was stiff and stretched, and he didn't have the courage to move more.

Chuzheng pressed her forehead against his: "I won't hurt you, never, Xin Zhu, don't be afraid of me."

Xin Zhu heard his irregular heartbeat, and every sound was in his ears, as clear and distinct as a drum.

Her voice is more like a handful of snow in the mountains, moistening into the heart, gradually being warmed by the heart's blood, and starting to feel hot.

"...Okay...Okay."

Chuzheng looked at the face so close to him, then turned her head slightly after a moment and got closer to him.

Xin Zhu was fixed by Chu Zheng and couldn't retreat, so he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Chuzheng didn't plan to do anything, but Xin Zhudu closed her eyes in cooperation. If she didn't do something, wouldn't she be too beastly?

-

Xin Zhu had never been treated so intimately before, and his expression was a little dazed. Living alone for many years made him even more at a loss.

He leaned against the cold wall, panting slightly.

The breath he exhaled was hot, and his cheeks were tinged with a slight blush. He slowly pressed his thin lips into a line.

Chuzheng looked at him very calmly, waiting for him to recover.

When Chu Zheng looked at him like this, Xin Zhu's mood, which had gradually calmed down, began to rise and fall again.

Why is she looking at herself like this...

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