Qin Yanan didn't want to leave just like that. Liu Changan didn't take it seriously, but she didn't have his strong psychological quality. She only thought about what if she called Liu Changan and caused something to happen to Liu Changan? How could she live up to her great-grandfather's instructions?
"I'm not going back. Come with me to the hospital." Qin Yanan took Liu Changan's arm and wanted to pull him away.
"Have you ever seen an abnormal human who likes to go to the hospital?" Liu Changan refused without hesitation.
"You're an abnormal human just because lightning didn't strike you? That's right. You're abnormal. Then you should go to the hospital. "Qin Yanan said impatiently, and she didn't want to let go of his arm.
Liu Changan didn't think it was appropriate. An Nuan often pulled like this, and Liu Changan didn't avoid it. But how could Qin Yanan be the same? The difference in the figures of the two girls was too obvious, and the passive impact of pulling was also different.
He pulled his arm away.
"I really don't want to go." Liu Changan hoped that Qin Yanan wouldn't force him. After all, Qin Yanan was not Zhu Juntang. If Zhu Juntang forced him, he could send Zhu Juntang into the swimming pool with a kick. But for Qin Yanan, he was more or less soft-hearted.
Qin Yanan looked at Liu Changan's determined and slightly unhappy expression. She couldn't do anything about it. She was slightly annoyed. "Well, whatever you want … If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital immediately."
"Thank you for your concern. I will." Liu Changan smiled.
Qin Yanan shook her head gently. She finally understood the helplessness of older sisters. They had to take care of their younger brothers, but they couldn't do anything about them.
Fortunately, she was just a distant cousin. Qin Yanan rolled her eyes at Liu Changan and picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the ground.
"You go, I'll do it," Liu Changan said.
Qin Yanan turned around and left without looking back.
Liu Changan looked at her back. A woman holding an umbrella would always spend more energy to maintain balance and twist her body in the wind and rain, which would make her beautiful back even more moving. The ink in the misty rain was as charming and moving as the distant mountains.
Liu Changan picked up the food box and the bowls and chopsticks. The muddy ground was not hard, and the porcelain bowls were not knocked over. It was just a waste of dinner.
After cleaning up, Liu Changan came to the side of the civilian armored transport vehicle that had been parked for a long time.
"That's what I said. The bead that the Earth Dragon spat out in the 1940s is right under this tree!"
Old Man Qian appeared at the door of Liu Changan's house with a Wooden Bone Black Umbrella and pointed at the sycamore tree.
"Old Man Qian, why did you come out on such a rainy day?" Liu Changan waved his hand.
"The rain is getting lighter, and the thunder is getting lighter. Such a big thing happened, shouldn't I come and take a look? The tree in front of my house was struck. I haven't seen this kind of thing many times in my old age. It's a celestial phenomenon! There must be evil spirits or the birth of a treasure. "
"Then what do you think is going on? Analyze it. "Liu Changan looked up at the sky and looked down at the ground as Old Man Qian pointed.
Old Man Qian looked around and approached Liu Changan. He pulled his sleeve and took two deep breaths. Then he suppressed his swallowing and said, "There's treasure underground!"
"Then you go ahead and dig," Liu Changan suggested.
"Since I'm willing to tell you, of course, I'm looking for you." Old Man Qian smiled. "I'm already so old. How long do I have to dig? If it's noticed by others, won't I have to share some with them? Let's dig it up and sell it for money. In the future, we can play mahjong for 10 yuan. How interesting would that be? "
"Wait for your son to come back and dig it together. I promise I won't leak it." Liu Changan felt that there was no point in digging a bigger pit to raise loaches, even though he was the one who first said that there was a treasure under the sycamore tree that was absorbing the essence.
Old Man Qian smacked his lips and glared at Liu Changan as if he didn't know what's good for him. He walked away indignantly.
Liu Changan knew that Old Man Qian didn't really know for sure that there was a treasure. Anyway, he wouldn't lose out if he instructed Liu Changan for nothing. This old man!
Liu Changan went to check the car. He didn't know if the lightning was absorbed by the coffin, or if the armored transport vehicle itself was equipped with some lightning protection measures. Everything was normal. He took the key and drove the car out of the neighborhood.
He hadn't driven for many years, but this kind of thing was like many people who learned to ride a bicycle when they were young. They didn't ride for more than ten years, and then shared bicycles appeared. When they went to try something new, they could still ride it by stepping on it.
The driver's compartment of this car was slightly more complicated and had more functions. However, the basic driving method couldn't be changed to using one's feet to step on the steering wheel. Liu Changan didn't expect to encounter a traffic police inspection. He drove all the way out of Jun Sha and stopped at a newly built and remote green belt buffer zone of the road.
The rain stopped, and drops of water hung on the new green leaves. The newly laid grass grew a little and became soft and neat. Liu Changan glanced at the city in the distance. The traffic lights illuminated half of the sky. The dark clouds that were originally pressuring the border had become thinner and more relaxed.
Liu Changan opened the door of the car.
He turned on the light.
It felt different. The aura was different. Originally, he always felt that there was a ferocious creature hiding in the coffin that coveted blood. Now, it became peaceful and upright, like the bronze objects unearthed in the museum, washed clean of lead and became plain.
Apart from this change in feeling, there was nothing else in the coffin in front of him. There was no opening of the coffin lid as Liu Changan had imagined, and a guy wearing the costume of the Qin and Han Dynasty was staring at him with wide eyes.
The first thing that Liu Changan noticed was that there was an extremely fine blood-red thread on the seam between the lid and the coffin. It circled around. The original needle-sized scarlet blood spot had disappeared without a trace. It seemed that it had turned into this thread.
Liu Changan closed the door of the carriage and locked it from the inside. Even if it was a civilian armored vehicle, the inner wall of the carriage had a certain degree of protection. Even if Liu Changan wanted to run out, it would not be easy. Moreover, he was here. In case … if there was really a ferocious creature in the coffin again, Liu Changan naturally had to reseal it in the coffin.
He just prepared himself and did not worry too much. After all, if it was satisfied with a little hen every day, it should not be too ferocious.
Liu Changan felt the aura in the carriage for a while and reached out his hand to touch the lid of the coffin.
Just like the square teapot with phoenix pattern and lotus lid in the Xiangnan Museum, Liu Changan closed his eyes. At that time, he thought of Zhao Jianzi in the Jin State and many scenes related to Zhao Jianzi. When his hand touched the lid of the coffin, many complicated scenes also appeared in Liu Changan's mind.
They were not so clear and fragmented. They came from his memory of the Western Han Dynasty, but they did not have much connection with this coffin.
What was going on?
Liu Changan was a little confused. When he saw the square teapot with phoenix pattern and lotus lid, he thought of Zhao Jianzi. Shouldn't he be thinking of scenes related to the coffin?
No, they were basically some of his own things, some scenes, and some other people.
Liu Changan did not think too much about it. Since it had initiated the lightning, it meant that even if he opened the coffin now, it would be in line with its own needs. If the timing was really wrong, then it could only be said that it was its time and fate.
Liu Changan exerted a little force. As expected, the coffin lid did not feel as if it was one with the coffin. It seemed to be loosening.
There was a slight sound of friction, as if two tiles had been touched together. The lid of the coffin slowly slid open.
He saw a little girl lying in the coffin.
"You … it's you who harmed me again!"
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