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

Zhang Ruixue still wore the previous human-skin mask, mixing among the citizens of Baile Capital who came to Feikun Temple to exchange offerings, without any sense of disobedience.

Zhang Qiling was not interested in the bustling crowd outside, Nan Xing asked him if he wanted to go out with her to meet Zhang Ruixue and accept the worship of the believers, he just shook his head and continued to read his book.

Nanxing can only go out alone.

As soon as I arrived at the lobby, I was surrounded by the Baile Jingcheng militia waiting there, and they hurled questions one after another.

"Wow, I recognize the clothes on your body, it belongs to Fei Kun's father! Did he accept you?"

"Is Fei Kun's father still satisfied with you?"

"Can you do it alone? How about we send some more brides over?"

……

Nan Xing was dumbfounded.

In order to get it done once and for all, she had no choice but to answer with a nod, "Satisfied, he is very satisfied, no need to give it away, I am enough", while finding a reason to pull Zhang Ruixue to her previous room, closed the door, and finally let go in one breath.

Turning around, she saw Zhang Ruixue looking at her with gossip eyes, her scalp numb: "No, I was talking nonsense just now, don't you really believe it?"

"I really believe it."

"When did you become so easy to deceive?" Nan Xing was surprised.

"Did you sleep in the same room with the patriarch last night?" Zhang Ruixue sat down calmly, with an expression that I understand even if I have been here.

"But we didn't do anything except sleep. If you don't believe me, go and see, the [-]th line on the bed is still motionless." Nan Xing said helplessly.

"I won't go, the patriarch's room is not accessible to just anyone."

"..." Nan Xing looked at Zhang Ruixue's determined expression, and simply gave up explaining, letting himself go: "That's right, I put the patriarch to sleep, what should I do according to the clan rules? Double-open?"

"Double open?" Zhang Ruixue raised her eyebrows.

"Expulsion of family membership and dismissal of the archives office, referred to as Shuang Kai."

"Where did you learn the weird words?" Zhang Ruixue was amused by her.

"I don't know either." Nan Xing thought for a while, "I just popped up such a word in my mind."

Since she inhaled the snake venom, she seemed to be like this often. Some new vocabulary or advanced new knowledge appeared in her mind that she hadn't touched before.

"Let's not talk about this first," Zhang Ruixue waved his hand, "I also suspected that Fei Kun's father Lu was the patriarch, so I asked you to find out. I didn't expect you to be so fierce, and directly found yourself as the patriarch's wife."

"Madam head? You forgot that I'm still a dead person who needs to be watched by you." Nan Xing sat down on the chair next to Zhang Ruixue and looked sideways out of the window.

Outside the window is the yard, and a tall pear tree is planted in the middle of the yard. It is early spring, and the white pear blossoms on the tree are like a pile of snow. The wind blows, and the white and small petals flutter and flicker in the sun.

From her perspective, she could just see the windows of Zhang Qiling's room reflected behind the pear blossom tree across the yard.

"The current Zhang family is different from before. He is now a veritable patriarch." Zhang Ruixue looked serious.

Nan Xing stared blankly out of the window, and said to himself in a daze, "It's really different. In the past few years, the Zhang family has been scattered in the tide of history, and he is the only one who still bears this fate alone. The patriarch What does identity mean to him?"

"That's not something you need to think about." Zhang Ruixue put a hand on Nan Xing's shoulder lightly, looked at her for a while, and suddenly asked: "Looking at your expression, don't you really like the patriarch?"

"What expression do I have?" Nan Xing turned his head to look at Zhang Ruixue, and the lost expression just now disappeared in an instant.

"You just wrote all over your face: My husband is so miserable, I feel so distressed." Zhang Ruixue imitated Nan Xing's action just now and looked out of the window, suddenly stood up, and pulled Nan Xing up: "The patriarch is coming to find you Now, you have to straighten your sitting posture."

"How did you know he was coming to see me?" Nan Xing looked out the window with a question mark on her face, at this moment the door of Zhang Qiling's room opened, and her eyes happened to meet him coming out of it.

He was not surprised when he saw her, but walked directly towards her room.

"When I heard him close his book and leave from the window just now, I guessed that he was looking for you in all likelihood."

"You can hear from such a distance? What kind of ears do you have?" After Nan Xing finished speaking, he thought of something again, and quietly leaned into Zhang Ruixue's ear and asked in a low voice, "Is the patriarch's hearing so good? Did he hear our conversation just now?" Got it?"

Zhang Ruixue looked at the door and said, "He has heard what you said now."

Immediately afterwards, he quickly walked to the door and opened it, and bowed his head respectfully to the outside: "Patriarch."

Nan Xing turned her head and saw Zhang Qiling standing at the door looking at her.

Her big words about putting the patriarch to sleep just now echoed in her ears. If she was Zhang Qiling, she would definitely not be able to bear hearing these words.

"Nan Xing." Zhang Qiling walked towards her, "You get ready today, we have to go to Changsha in advance."

"Go early?"

"En." Zhang Qiling said, and glanced at Zhang Ruixue.

Zhang Ruixue's expression was as if she had received an imperial edict.

The corner of Nan Xing's eyebrows twitched, well, it seems that these two people got in touch before this.

"The patriarch and I met when you were in a coma the day before yesterday. The patriarch asked me to search for places with abnormal longevity. Coincidentally, there is such a village in Medog." Zhang Ruixue paused, looking at Nan Xing meaningfully, "And the phenomenon of longevity in that place has been around for some years, so the discovery of the black-haired snake must have been earlier than we expected, and the range of black flies infiltrating our surroundings is also very likely to be wider than we imagined. wide."

Nan Xing raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ruixue, and after a little thought, he understood what she meant, and came up with a chilling guess: "It may even have infiltrated into the Zhang family, so we have to act faster."

Zhang Qiling handed a notebook to Nan Xing. Nan Xing took it and opened it. There was a map drawn on it, and the route was marked on the side. Every hour from the start of the journey was clearly arranged. Nighttime snake venom outbreaks have been taken into account.What Nan Xing needs to do is to be a corpse and just go wherever he points.

Nan Xing looked at it and nodded, "Don't worry, little brother, I will definitely be a qualified corpse. If you need to ask for directions and bargain or something, I will come. I promise not to add burden to your corpse exorcism journey."

She closed the notebook and returned it to Zhang Qiling, but Zhang Qiling didn't answer it: "You keep it."

Obviously, it was just handed over to her so that she could take it out for reading when she forgot her itinerary, but a sentence that she often heard in Bailejing a few days ago suddenly appeared in her mind-"A man's account book is only handed over to the wife at home for safekeeping."

Nan Xing shuddered, startled by his sudden brain power.

She was really tormented by what Zhang Ruixue said today.

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Next, open the Changsha dungeon, and there will be Lao Jiumen on stage, but the timeline is in 1920s, before the timeline of the original story of Lao Jiumen~