The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

For the frail Shen Yinghan, pulling Song Sijun on such a steep terrain was already more strenuous than ordinary people.

If it continues like this, both of them will fall down the building.

Song Sijun said: "Master Hou, let me go, I have a parachute, nothing will happen."

Even with this guarantee, Shen Yinghan still shook his head. After all, he had never seen a parachute, and he didn't trust this thing at all. He didn't dare to gamble with Song Sijun's life.

Shen Yinghan gritted his teeth and tried to hold on, trying to pull Song Sijun up, but in this way, the weight beyond his load made the tiles under his feet loose.

Seeing this, Song Sijun hurriedly advised: "Master Hou, trust me, everything will be fine, let go."

"I won't let go even if I die." Shen Yinghan looked at him and said, "Even if I die, I won't let go of your hand."

This sentence seems to have a deep meaning, as if it is not only referring to the present.

Song Sijun looked at Shen Yinghan who was struggling to support him.

Shen Yinghan said: "I know I won't live long. I used to hope that after I died, you would forget me and have a new life and lover. But now I don't want to let you go. I don't want to let you go even if I die."

Even though he knew that this would bring endless pain to the other party's lower body, he was still selfish and didn't want to let the other party go.

Shen Yinghan was so obsessed with obsession, but Song Sijun laughed when he heard it, and said: "Master Hou, I think that the relationship is not about longevity, but whether it can be remembered in the heart. No matter how many years I think about it, I don't feel regretful."

"You two." Lin Changxu stood above and looked at the two of them, looking down at them with a helpless face, "Can you wait until you come up and talk about love?"

When Song Sijun saw Lin Changxu, he knew that there was no need to skydive this time. He smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

Lin Changxu sneered, "You are all about to demolish the Fuyi Building. It's hard for me not to notice if you make such a big commotion."

Song Sijun said with an apologetic smile, "Then please give us a hand."

Lin Changxu snorted in displeasure, then reached out and grabbed Shen Yinghan's wrist, as if he had the ability to pull a thousand catties, and easily pulled the two of them up together.

After putting his feet on the ground, Song Sijun breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Lin Changxu curiously: "You have great strength."

Lin Changxu rolled his eyes at him, "It's normal for people who practice martial arts."

"Is it really possible to do this after practicing martial arts?" Song Sijun recalled the appearance of flying over the walls in martial arts dramas, and was a little moved, "Can I learn?"

Lin Changxu nodded, then turned and walked into the attic.

Seeing this, Song Sijun dragged Shen Yinghan and followed him in.

After entering the attic, there was enough light, Song Sijun said to Shen Yinghan: "Open your mouth and let me see."

Shen Yinghan froze for a moment, and then realized that the other party wanted to check the situation of his tongue bite.Immediately, I started to feel embarrassed again, "No need, it's not serious."

"It's not serious until I see it. Hurry up."

Under Song Sijun's urging, Shen Yinghan, who doted on his wife because he was in love, obediently opened his mouth to check.

Song Sijun took a closer look, "Fortunately, it's not serious."

Lin Changxu turned his head and saw the tired and crooked looks of the two, and couldn't help rolling his eyes. "You two came to climb Fuyilou in the middle of the night just to show me how gluey you are?"

When the two heard the words, they immediately restrained themselves, and were about to ask Lin Changxu about Shen Huaqing, when they saw the other party flicking his sleeves and continuing to play inside.

Song Sijun and Shen Yinghan looked at each other, then followed behind him and entered Lin Changxu's room.

Walking into Lin Changxu's room, the two were startled by the scene inside.

In Lin Changxu's room, there are scattered human bodies carved with different materials, as well as various unfinished puppets.

If it is replaced with red or green lights, splash some red paint, and it will be a proper haunted house.

Unexpectedly, Lin Changxu still has the hobby of making dolls.

Could it be that under the influence of his time-traveling father, he is actually a hand-made dead house?

Song Sijun was thinking about it, but Shen Yinghan beside him suddenly called uncle, and then walked forward.

Song Sijun looked in Shen Yinghan's direction, and saw a figure sitting behind the curtain, judging from his figure, it was indeed Shen Huaqing.

Shen Yinghan lifted the gauze curtain and froze in place.

Sitting behind the curtain was not Shen Huaqing, but a doll with closed eyes.

Lin Changxu said: "It was made according to your uncle's figure, isn't it very similar?"

Shen Yinghan felt that her beloved uncle was insulted by Lin Changxu, and glared at him.

Song Sijun also felt that Lin Changxu was a little perverted.

Looking at the reactions of the two, Lin Changxu said, "I got your uncle's permission for this."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but the more he talks about Song Sijun, the more he feels that he's a bit perverted.

If you can't love it, just be a puppet with the same proportion...

How to think how perverted.

Seeing that the two still looked disgusted, Lin Changxu didn't bother to continue explaining, and said, "You two came here in the middle of the night, is it just to disturb my sleep, and let me listen to your love talk by the way?"

He obviously has a heart for Song Sijun and Shen Yinghan's loving behavior.

After being reminded by him, the two also remembered the purpose of this time, Shen Yinghan said: "We climbed up to the Fuyi Building as agreed, and asked the national teacher to tell us how Uncle brought me back to life?"

Lin Changxu said, "It's for your own good that I don't tell you."

Shen Yinghan said: "No matter what, I want to know. I... am worried about Uncle."

This incident was too strange, so strange that Shen Yinghan vaguely felt that Shen Huaqing had paid a lot for it.

Lin Changxu nodded, turned his back to Shen Yinghan and the others and said, "It's very complicated to explain in detail, and you don't understand a lot of things, so I'll keep it simple. It probably means that you really died, and then your uncle used his life to kill you." It changed your life."

"Exchange his life for mine? How? What will happen to uncle?"

"I won't tell you how to change it. As for Shen Huaqing..." Lin Changxu sighed softly, "He will get worse and worse in the future, but he can still live."

Shen Yinghan froze in place.

Lin Changxu continued: "If you gain something, you will lose it. You can live. For him, it's okay if your body gets worse."

Shen Yinghan was in a complicated mood, "I don't want uncle to do it for me..."

"It's not whether you want it or not. This matter is his wish and his own choice. He thinks it's worth it to trade his health for your life."

Song Sijun stepped forward and asked, "Is Uncle really not in danger?"

Lin Changxu walked towards the puppet made according to Shen Huaqing, "I like him very much, and I don't want him to die, so naturally I won't find a way for him to die."

Song Sijun: "Really?"

Lin Changxu turned and looked at Song Sijun, "I can swear that everything I said today is true. If there is even half a sentence of lies, I will only have a puppet for the rest of my life."

For a dead house, a puppet wife does not seem to be a punishment.

Song Sijun complained in his heart, but he still accepted the other party's oath and chose to believe it.He was looking at Shen Yinghan.

Shen Yinghan also gradually calmed down from the shock at this time, "Is there any room for turning around this matter?"

Lin Changxu looked at him, "Yes, but..." He looked at Song Sijun beside Shen Yinghan, "Are you willing to abandon him and die?"

Shen Yinghan looked at Song Sijun with pain on his face.

Song Sijun understood his inner entanglement, and said: "I know you feel that you owe uncle by living, but if you give up your life, you also owe uncle."

"But……"

But this truth is like a stone, pressing on Shen Yinghan's heart, guilt made him unable to breathe.

Lin Changxu said: "I've said it all, and I didn't say it for your own good. If you don't know, you won't have such a burden in your heart."

Shen Yinghan ignored him, but said to Song Sijun: "I want to go back and have a good talk with uncle."

Maybe talking to Shen Huaqing would make him feel more relaxed.

Song Sijun nodded, "Okay, I'll accompany you back."

Lin Changxu raised his head and sighed, lifted his clothes, sat next to the doll, and rested his chin with one hand, "I will not allow you to leave Horsey City until you are unable to face everything outside."

The two looked at Lin Changxu.

Lin Changxu: "Shen Huaqing sent you here to protect you and to prevent you from holding him back. What he did was very dangerous. I will not let you leave Huo until you are able to protect yourself. West City."

Shen Yinghan looked at Lin Changxu.

Lin Changxu also looked at him, "Son, you have to be worthy of the life he gave you."

After a long time, Shen Yinghan lowered his head and said, "I understand."

Lin Changxu nodded in satisfaction, then got up and took out the scroll that he had prepared earlier, and threw it to Shen Yinghan, "You take this theory of state governance back and read it carefully, and then write down the advantages and disadvantages."

Shen Yinghan nodded slightly, as if at this moment he was no longer the honored Lord Marquis, but just a student who needed to finish his studies.

Shen Huaqing saved his life, sent him to Huoxi City, and arranged for Lin Changxu to be his teacher. Shen Huaqing arranged everything for him, how dare Shen Yinghan let him down?

Shen Yinghan was worried about Shen Huaqing, but she also understood the other party's good intentions.

Now he can't protect himself, let alone face that uncle who hides a knife in his smile.If he insisted on going back, he would be just a messy kid.

Seeing Shen Yinghan being honest, Lin Changxu looked at Song Sijun, "You just said you wanted to learn martial arts?"

"is it okay?"

Lin Changxu nodded, "You can try to see if you have this talent."

Song Sijun was looking forward to it.

"But my dad tried to learn martial arts from my father before, but he couldn't learn it no matter what. My dad said, people like you don't have this skill point."

In a sense, this was a basin of cold water, which extinguished the little flame of martial arts in Song Sijun's heart.

"About you and your father, I have many questions." Song Sijun looked at Lin Changxu, "Can I ask?"

Lin Changxu said, "I said no, so why don't you ask?"

Song Sijun: ...

Lin Changxu yawned, "I'll ask next time, I'm too old to stay up late."

"Are you really a few hundred years old?"

"Yup!"

"No wonder it's white hair..."

Lin Changxu jumped, "My hair has been white since I was a child. Although I am about 100, my body is still younger."

Song Sijun: "Then you and uncle, you are old and want to eat tender grass..."

"Can you go?"

Author Gossip: Small Theater:

Lin Changxu: Daddy, your hometown is so annoying. orz

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