Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter 150 Eight, Time Flies

For the next few days, Nangong Yu carried a pen and a small notebook with her, and when she wanted to talk, she wrote on it.Zhuo Zhuo said that he lost his voice temporarily because he caught a cold and talked nonsense for two days and two nights in a row. His voice was hoarse because of his yelling, and he was fine after taking medicine for a few days.

"We have been noisy for two days and two nights, and now it's finally quiet," Zhuo Liang sat at the dining table, laughing loudly, "I heard you screaming every night, and I thought you were doing something. .”

When Yu Chigong heard this, his face flushed red, he buried his head deeply, and silently went to pick up the boiled egg in the bowl.

Nangong Yu's face darkened, she took out a small notebook, wrote a few lines, poked Yu Chigong's arm, and motioned him to read it.

Yu Chigong turned his head to look, and he burst into joy. The little book read: Brick, do you think this rabbit with a long tongue should be steamed, boiled or fried?

"Zhao Zhuo, eat!" Lin Qingyuan tapped Zhuo Zhuo's chopsticks with contempt, "You just say this in the early morning, you are sick!"

"Ouch!" The egg that Zhuoyue just took a bite was hit by Lin Qingyuan, and it slid back into the bowl with a plop, splashing a large amount of soup around it. Zhuoyue immediately found a rag to wipe it clean, and secretly made a note to Lin Qingyuan: If you don't take this revenge, you are not a gentleman, just wait!

"So what?" Zhuo Yuanxin listened to the conversation between Zhuo Zhuo and Lin Qingyuan, his eyes wandered around Yu Chigong and Nangong Yu twice, and he blamed him: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, Nangong Jade is not #￥@#￥#*;@#..."

Zhuo Yuanxin didn't finish a sentence, and Zhuo Zhuang stuffed a hard-boiled egg into his mouth. The egg couldn't be swallowed and couldn't be spit out. It almost killed him. Fortunately, Nangong Yuyan was quick. , took the knife three times and cut the egg into several small pieces, and then pulled him back from the gate of hell.

Seeing that the old man was stuck half dead, Zhuo Zhuo was so frightened that he knelt down to him. He didn't mean it, really didn't mean it. Has the situation been messed up? Who would have thought that he would be stuck like this?

Zhuo Yuanxin clutched his chest and coughed for a long time, regained his strength, and cursed angrily: "What the hell did your father educate you, you put a whole egg in my mouth, are you going to choke me to death?" !"

"Grandpa, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry, I didn't mean it, I was just joking, I didn't expect..."

"Just kidding?!" The old man wiped his mouth angrily, pointed at Zhuo Zhuo's nose and cursed, "You son of a bitch, next time you dare to stuff eggs into my mouth for fun, I'll stuff duck eggs into your mouth! If you don’t choke to death, you will lose half your life! I can’t believe you are so lawless!”

"Grandpa, I'm wrong, don't be angry, hurry up and eat, after eating, there are still many things to be busy." Zhuo Zhuo wanted to cry, but everyone persuaded him for a long time before the old man calmed down.

After dinner, Zhuo Yuanxin led Nangong Yu and Yu Chigong to the secret room on the third floor, went to the sarcophagus and said to the two: "These two days I took a break from my busy schedule and went to the cypress forest behind the mountain of sacrifice to have a look. The sarcophagus of the high priest of the Kang family is still in the tomb, and there is no sign of being touched at all, but I don’t know why the sarcophagus here is exactly the same as the high priest’s.”

"Have you seen the coffin?" Nangong Yu wrote.

"This..." Zhuo Yuanxin hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "This coffin can't be opened casually, I'm afraid that opening the coffin rashly will disturb the ancestors, and the influence will be bad. Besides, the October Festival is approaching. There can't be any mistakes during this period. If you must open the coffin for an autopsy, you can only wait until after the October Festival. Now everyone is busy. First, there is no time. Second, there are not so many people. What a bad influence."

Nangongyu thought for a while, nodded, and wrote: "Let's do this first. If the person in this coffin has something to do with the Shenji family, this coffin will be handled by the Shenji family. If there is no relationship, I need to trouble you." People from the Shenji family, help to bury it in the Xiuxinyuan."

"Okay." Zhuo Yuanxin nodded and went down.

Yu Chigong looked around, and asked Nangong Yu strangely: "I remember that there were many corpses in this secret room, why are there nothing clean now?"

"Probably, it's a hallucination..." Nangong Yu thought for a while and wrote, "Brick, go down."

"Oh." Yu Chigong glanced at the surrounding walls again, and followed along with doubts, he always felt that the recent events were beyond his comprehension.

In the next ten days, Zhuo Zhuo, Lin Qingyuan, and Zhuo Yuanxin were still busy with the October Festival. Yu Chigong didn't go to work in the pet hospital, but was dragged by Nangong Yu every day to draw pictures at various scenic spots in Xiuxinyuan. , as a model for him.

Happy days always go by so fast, and it will be NO.14 in a blink of an eye.

Yu Chigong sat on the swing under the big tree, nestled in Nangongyu's arms, looked at the calm lake, and thought lightly.

But can such a day last?Tomorrow is the October festival, and the National Day is coming to an end, Jin Shu, it's time to come back, when the time comes, how should I face it?

"Brick, what are you thinking?" Seeing that he was silent, Nangongyu put her arms around his shoulders and asked softly, seeing that he was silent, and asked softly. His voice has improved a lot recently, but he still can't speak loudly. Adds a touch of gentle charm.

"Ah, I was thinking, tomorrow is the October Festival, Zhuo Zhuo and Qingyuan are both gone, should we join in the fun and make a wish?" Yuchi Gong smiled at Nangongyu, jumped off the swing, rolled up his arms His arm went to the Cultivation Hall, and he laughed seemingly cheerfully along the way.

I want to ask too many questions, but I don't have the courage to say a single sentence. These emotions are stagnant and slowly backlogged in my heart, turning into a tumor that is difficult to remove.

Was the car accident real?

Why is Nangong Yu called Zhuoyue Xihe and Qingyuan Wangshu?

Now that it has been confirmed that Jin Shu exists, why hasn't he contacted Nangong Yu during this period of time?

And tomorrow, will he come back?