[Grave Raiders Notes bg] Lost Notes 2: Heavy Fate

After the tea is brewed, the meal is basically half done.

——All the offerings are ready-made dishes, and the only thing left to do is to put these dishes in the pot and heat them up.

When the food was on the table, Zhang Qiling glanced at it, his expression was indifferent, and his expression could not be regarded as having an appetite.

Because they are offerings, they are all meat dishes, which are full of calories and purines at a glance.

"People say that gods drink dew, but why are big fish and meat used as sacrifices?" Nan Xing was also a little dazed by the smell of fat in the room, "Why don't we turn around and leave a note?" Note, order food on it."

Zhang Qiling ignored her, went to the window and opened it, and the cool night wind blew in, dispelling the fragrance in the room a little.

Going back to the table and sitting down, Nan Xing handed him the bowl of rice.

Zhang Qiling basically didn't touch the dishes on the table, and only a thin layer of rice went down. After drinking some tea, he put down his chopsticks.

And Nanxing is experiencing the law of true fragrance, because these meat dishes are surprisingly delicious.Southerners make meat dishes, which are very delicate and don't taste too greasy.

She had just started eating, and seeing that Zhang Qiling had stopped chopsticks, she didn't know whether she should continue or not.

She never likes people to wait for her, especially when it comes to eating, she thinks that keeping the rhythm consistent is the basic quality of being an excellent meal partner.

But she didn't want to catch snakes hungry.

So she asked, "Do you mind if I continue to eat?"

Zhang Qiling raised his eyes to look at her, as if he didn't understand why she asked such a question, after a second of silence, he pushed all the dishes in front of her towards her.

Nan Xing looked at the dishes, then at Zhang Qiling, and Zhang Qiling looked at her.

Nan Xing was taken aback. This means that not only did he not mind, but he also gave her his share?

Wait, did he misunderstand her appetite?She boasted that her food appearance was okay, so she shouldn't leave the impression of a big eater!

Just thinking about it, Zhang Qiling stood up and walked to the back room.

Nan Xing looked at his back, a little confused.

Since you don't mind, why did you leave?

This ignorant state didn't bother Nan Xing for too long, and she quickly switched back to the state of eating seriously.

When Zhang Qiling came back from the room, he immediately saw Nan Xing who was eating without distraction.

Zhang Qiling has always been a person who doesn't care about appetite. The Zhang family has been specially trained to control food intake since he was a child. Sometimes after going to the ground, he has to stay in the ground for a week or even half a month. Reducing food intake is very important for this situation. very necessary.

Over time, the body's metabolism has adapted to this state of eating less and matched into a corresponding metabolic pattern.

Nan Xing was the first Zhang family he met who was so passionate about food.

Moreover, her attitude towards eating is also very ceremonial.

The rice has to be eaten layer by layer, and the dishes are sandwiched layer by layer, without even affecting the original presentation.

The movements are also slow and orderly, and there is an indescribable sense of comfort.

Nan Xing seemed to notice Zhang Qiling's gaze, stopped his chopsticks, and turned to look over.

Zhang Qiling didn't shy away from her gaze at all, and walked towards her.

With a somewhat embarrassed expression, she put the set of clothes in her hand on the chair next to her.

"For me?" Nan Xing asked him.

Zhang Qiling nodded.

"Thank you." Seeing that he was sitting across the table, Nan Xing seemed to be waiting for her, so he couldn't help speeding up his meal.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Nan Xing had already eaten the last layer of rice, Zhang Qiling glanced at her and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Nan Xing looked up at him, and after thinking about it for a while, he understood the real question he wanted to ask: it was just a woman in Bai Lejing who killed her husband and then disappeared. Such incidents are the most common in the archives. Level, there is no need to use people from the archives to investigate, unless there is a special reason.

"Because the person in charge of the Medog Archives came here, and left a clue before leaving to guide me to come too." Nan Xing stopped his chopsticks, "Hasn't she met you yet?"

Zhang Qiling: "No."

"I saw her today, and she arranged for me to come over to pretend to be your bride. She should know that Fei Kun's father Lu is you." The museum has not informed the family, why do you know?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer directly, but asked her another question: "Do you know the dragon pattern stone box?"

Nan Xing was about to pick up vegetables when he heard that the chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air.

I know that I do know, but I just heard something from Zhang Ruixue - the reason why Zhang Qiling entered the family is because of this dragon pattern stone box.

She nodded slightly.

"The dragon pattern stone box was first discovered under the body of a death row prisoner. After getting the stone box, the Zhang family investigated the background of the death row prisoner."

"Have you found anything?" Nan Xing asked.

Zhang Qiling: "No, the background of death row prisoners is very simple, even a bit too clean."

"Too clean itself is suspicious."

"At that time, the Zhang family urgently needed the dragon stone box to maintain their belief in longevity. This doubt was hidden intentionally or unintentionally and sealed in the Central Archives."

Nan Xing reacted extremely sharply, "However, the matter has passed for more than 20 years, and the Zhang family no longer pays attention to this matter. Why do you want to go to the Central Archives to investigate?"

Zhang Qiling paused, Nan Xing subconsciously stopped his chopsticks, looked at him, and heard him softly say: "I have a vague impression in my mind that I once promised someone to go to the archives to investigate information about this death row prisoner."

"So after you became the patriarch and had the authority to view all the archives, did you go to check it? Because of this vague promise in your mind." Nan Xing suddenly envied the person he was talking about.

"Not exactly. This is also my own business." Zhang Qiling pondered for a moment, and briefly described the investigation process to Nan Xing, "I found the location of the descendants of the death row prisoner from the records of the central archives, and found the location of the death row prisoner through this clue. The bones. After a little observation, I found that the death row prisoner did not die of hard labor, and the fatal injury was actually a kind of snake venom penetrating into the bone. After that, I found this place by the clue of snake venom.”

A few simple summaries, but Nan Xing still understood that the entire investigation process would take a lot of time and energy to complete.

She straightened her mind, "That is to say, this kind of snake and the conspiracy of the dragon stone box are likely to be arranged by the same group of people?"

"En." Zhang Qiling responded without further words.

Nan Xing lowered his head, picked up his chopsticks, and ate the last layer of rice in the bowl.

After dinner, the two agreed to enter Guishui Cave tomorrow morning.

There is a bathing pool in the temple, which is in the main hall behind the kitchen. After the two of them washed up, Zhang Qiling took Nan Xing to the guest room in the inner room of Feikun Temple.

Yes, this temple actually has guest rooms.

Presumably, the people of Bailejing imagined that the daily life of Zhong Feikun's father should be full of daily affairs, and from time to time, he would have to talk with all kinds of immortal friends, so he made such a design thoughtfully.

Brain tonic ability can go to mend the sky.

The room was cleaned very neatly.

Nan Xing found the quilt from the cabinet, spread it and fell asleep on it.

The next day was bright and sunny, and the fog in the mountains dissipated quickly.

Nan Xing slept well at night, woke up early, and came to the main hall, but saw Zhang Qiling who got up earlier than her.

Taking advantage of the breakfast break, Zhang Qiling briefly explained to Nan Xing the directions and different geographical locations of the inner villages that must be passed before entering Guishuidong: "There are six inner villages here, and the mountain roads and canyon roads between the villages are chaotic. The fastest speed would take a full day."

Nan Xing silently picked up the steamed buns that he had just put down, "Should we eat more?"

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