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

When Zhang Qiling opened his eyes, the room was in a trance, the dark curtains were tightly drawn, and he couldn't judge how long he had slept based on the sky.

Covered with a soft light-colored blanket, it has the same light bergamot fragrance as Nan Xing's body.

The book Nan Xing was reading before he fell asleep was closed and placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa, while she sat at the desk at the other end of the room with her back to him.

He took off the blanket, got up and walked towards her.

She seemed to be immersed in what she was doing, unaware of his approach.

When I got behind her, I found that she was carefully drawing a map with the only remaining light in the room.

"Why don't you turn on the desk lamp?" He raised his hand to pull the desk lamp switch, but Nan Xing was obviously taken aback, then turned back to look at him.

"I'm afraid I'll wake you up," Nan Xing put down the pen in his hand, raised his right hand to look at the time, "You only slept for less than two hours, do you want to rest for a while?"

Even if it was only over an hour, it was already a long sleep for Zhang Qiling.

"No need." He shook his head slightly, then turned on the desk lamp.

When the light came on, Nan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, pushed the map in his hand towards him, and said with a smile, "You can always accurately step on my timing, this is the mask I just drew a second ago The map of the Dingshan tomb, the ink is not dry yet, I will show you the first one."

Nan Xing's way of drawing pictures is different from the Zhang family's traditional style, and even a bit different from the current fashionable way.In addition to the schematic diagrams of each floor, there are also general layout drawings expressing the specific location of the Mengdingshan tomb and the surrounding environment, section drawings expressing the vertical structure, and even detailed hand-drawn drawings of the local structures for some institutions.

The level of detail can already be used to build an identical mausoleum.

She seems to have her own methods and theories for doing many things. She used to dissect corpses, and her understanding of mathematics is the same as drawing pictures now.While browsing the map, Zhang Qiling recalled Nan Xing's thinking habits and behavior in his mind, and an intuition flashed in his heart——

Everything about her is separated from the world around her, she has no relatives, her memory is full of secrets, her thinking habit is suspended outside the rules, and the only connection with this world is herself, as if... She didn't belong to this world originally , came for him.

"Since this door, I haven't gone in again." Nan Xing pointed to a floor plan and said, "The tomb system of the Qing Dynasty basically follows the tomb of the Ming Dynasty, but with our progress at that time, we haven't entered enough to see the tomb. The overall shape, or whether there is an area such as the iconic courtyard of the Qing Dynasty mausoleum like the "Crescent City". However, judging from the digital principles used by the organs inside, the design of the tomb will not be too early."

"From the drawings, it is inconvenient for us to carry out operations in the tomb passage, and we need to go deep into the next floor before making specific plans." Zhang Qiling quickly browsed through all the drawings, and then rolled them up neatly one by one, "Put away the drawings first , take it with you when you leave."

Nan Xing took it, put it in the drawer, and then opened the notebook on the table, "Before drawing the picture, I took an inventory of our remaining supplies. There are a lot of equipment that need to be replenished. Just buy it."

Nan Xing slid down the list item by item, and when he reached the number with several zeros at the end, he paused and poked his notebook a little embarrassedly, "The budget is a bit high, and if we don't go out in the short term If you go to Sichuan, the daily accommodation fee here is not low, I may need to know how much money you have left on hand, so that I can evaluate whether there are some things we don’t buy.”

"Just follow your plan." Zhang Qiling took a look and answered without hesitation.

"This is a huge sum." Nan Xing was embarrassed to ask about the patriarch's money on the second day they were together, but to his surprise, he didn't seem to care at all.

"I know." Zhang Qiling said as he took a key and handed it to Nan Xing, "You don't need to report to me if you need money in the future, you can just get it yourself."

Nan Xing took the key doubtfully, "What is this? Your safe key?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, and motioned for her to go back to his room with him.

Then he opened a drawer at his gesture.

Inside is a whole drawer of wedges used by lamas.

This kind of wedge is some small sign with full characters. After clamping the lama, half of the family and half of the man. If the man has an accident, the family can get the money with this. If the iron chopsticks are not trustworthy, the bamboo stick can prove who it is play tricks.

Ordinary wedges are made of bamboo, but Zhang Qiling's drawer is ivory-covered with gold. The wedges alone are worth a lot of money, and each wedge represents a certain amount of money.

"You handed me such a huge sum of money, are you not afraid that I will abscond with the money?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, Nan Xing laughed: "You will make me very proud."

As he said that, Nan Xing suddenly thought of something, took out a few bank deposit checks from his clothes, and put them in the drawer together: "Reciprocity, this is all my savings, although there is not much left, the legs of mosquitoes are also meat. In the future, this will be our common pool of funds, and I will record every expenditure, and the leaders are welcome to check at any time."

Seeing her serious appearance, Zhang Qiling couldn't help pinching her cheek lightly, "I don't need to record it, and I don't know how to check it."

"What if I'm extravagant?"

"It's not enough to make me poor."

Nan Xing blinked: "This feeling is so subtle, I feel like a secret little lover being kept by the patriarch."

Zhang Qiling was dumbfounded, she always spoke surprisingly, he almost suspected that he heard it wrong.

However, compared to what he said two days ago, the sentence just now is nothing.

Nan Xing didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and his thoughts quickly switched to the next topic: "There is one last thing I need to confirm with you. Are we going to set off soon?"

"I still need to stay in Changsha for a while. The Wang family's stronghold here has just been eradicated. It is too obvious to go to the Mengding Mountain Tomb at this time."

"Then we will have enough time to replenish our equipment." Nan Xing said, closing the notebook and putting it on the table as if relieved, then leaned over and took Zhang Qiling's arm. go eat lunch?"

"En." Zhang Qiling looked at her and nodded.

In fact, he was not hungry, he just thought she should be hungry.During the more than an hour of his rest, she had dealt with all the things he needed to do when he woke up ahead of schedule.

"Don't help me with these things next time."

"I hate the feeling of waking up and still having a lot of things to do in my life. You finally got some sleep. Of course, I will try my best to make you feel at ease." Nan Xing said with a smile: "You don't have to feel moved, I'm paid for it." Services."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyebrows to look at Nan Xing, then she turned to him and hugged him: "You have to kiss him."

He hugged her with one hand, turned around while holding her, avoiding the area that might be affected by the sight from the window, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Unexpectedly, Nan Xing frowned in dissatisfaction, stood on tiptoe, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and pulled him towards her.

I couldn't resist her enthusiasm, but I couldn't be as random as her, so I raised my hand and closed all the curtains, pressed the other hand on the back of her head, and lowered my head to kiss her, this time it was no longer just a taste.

The author has something to say:

Little Xingxing, who loves her husband, crazy demon, hahaha, this is a woman who vows to pamper Zhang Qiling to heaven!

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