Liu Changan's heart did not waver at the little girl's words. He had lived for so many years, saved many people, saved a land, saved a city, saved a clan, saved a country, and these kinds of situations were too many to count.
Naturally, he had harmed many people and caused the destruction of many countries. Since ancient times, heaven and earth were not benevolent, and the saints were not benevolent. There had never been a God or Buddha who treated all living beings as equals who came to the mortal world with a compassionate heart.
Did she recognize the wrong person, or did she really recognize him?
This situation was indeed interesting. Not to mention others, even if he himself had a portrait of a certain period, he would not be able to recognize the past him if he went to take a look.
The name would change, the face would change, only the inside would be eternal.
If she really recognized him, this would be something to be relieved about. Finally, someone had traveled through the long river of history, plucked a wave that hid his appearance from the east, and came to the other side of the river before him.
But now, she looked like she had finally been angered to death by him. What was going on? This resentment was a little scary. Liu Changan felt that this was probably the true expression of being so angry that he wanted to die.
"Miss?" Liu Changan cupped his hands, his tone as gentle as usual.
"This miss?"
"Hello."
After a series of greetings, the other party did not respond. Only then did Liu Changan carefully look at the little girl in the coffin again.
The little girl's face still had a bit of childishness, but it still made it hard to tell her age. Of course, she was definitely two thousand years old, but it was impossible to determine her age when she was sealed in the coffin. After all, at that time, most of the women were still beautiful and beautiful. Many princes and princesses were of noble status and could do whatever they wanted. Fairies like Zhu Juntang were not rare.
Above her forehead was a hollowed out gold and unpolished jade hair ornament, and there was a neat fringe in front of her forehead. This was very rare. After all, the hairstyle of the Han Dynasty women was usually bare on the forehead, which would make the whole face look as round as a pancake.
In addition, the rest of her hair was tied into a bun, towering above the top of her head. The rest of her hair was twisted into the shape of a snake, intertwined with each other, inlaid with exquisite engraved hair bands and thin golden bird ornaments.
She was wrapped in layers and layers of clothes, and one could see the pure silk clothes mixed with gold and jade. Naturally, it was much heavier than Madam Xin Zhui's clothes, which were less than one tael, but the exquisiteness of her clothes was not inferior to Madam Xin Zhui.
The cicada clothes were draped over a black and red brocade robe. The gorgeous patterns on the embroidered robe were indistinctly discernible, hazy and beautiful. However, those patterns secretly matched the patterns on the outside of the coffin, giving off a mysterious aura.
Based on his initial judgment, she was indeed a woman from the Western Han Dynasty. After all, the Han Dynasty's clothing had been strictly regulated during the reign of Emperor Yongping of the Eastern Han Dynasty. This woman's seemingly gorgeous yet casual clothing should be from an even earlier era.
Even when Liu Che changed the color of his clothes and changed the color of his clothes, there were not too strict rules and regulations. What left a deep impression was that old man Liu Bang did not allow anyone below the rank of Gongcheng to wear the pavilion hat he made with bamboo skin … as if it was very rare.
Looking at the little girl's face again, Liu Changan could not remember for a moment. He could only slowly sort out the traces left behind in the past, turning forward bit by bit the settled pictures and fragmented memories in his mind.
In comparison, the memory of the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period was clearer. After all, at that time, he could maintain one identity for a longer period of time. His memory was not fragmented because of the frequent identity changes and body reforging. On the contrary, because of Liu Bang and his children and grandchildren, Liu Changan had changed identities several times in a relatively short period of time, causing many memories to become less clear.
After reminiscing for a long time, Liu Changan felt that his head was a little swollen. He quickly stopped. It was better to ask her herself. He didn't believe that she would be willing to die of anger after eating so many of his little hens.
No matter what, he had to come back to life and take revenge on Liu Changan, his mortal enemy from 2,000 years ago. If he were to die from anger just like that, he would be too useless. How could he face the people who made this coffin and buried his soul?
Liu Changan reached out to feel her breath. There was no breath.
He pinched her wrist and felt her pulse. There was no pulse.
He reached into her arms. There was no heartbeat, but her skin was still warm, which meant that she did not really die after coming back to life. Otherwise, she would have been dead after Liu Changan had been in a daze for so long.
She was not in the same state as Mrs. Xin Zhui. Mrs. Xin Zhui was really dead and did not come back to life.
This unprecedented and unheard of state could not be judged by the life and death of ordinary people.
"A pretty little girl. Can't you open your eyes and talk to me again? At least tell me how I've harmed you in the past. Did I kill your entire family or destroy your country? "Liu Changan said with regret and expectation.
"Why do you have to anger yourself to death? Look at how pitiful you look, yet I'm still so calm and collected. Shouldn't you be so angry that you jumped out of your coffin? This proverb is meant for you, isn't it? "
"There is a saying that good people don't live long, but scourges live for a thousand years … In that case, I am really a scourge, but you are a good person? If it wasn't for me, you would have killed a lot of people. We are in the same boat. "
The little girl still did not move. Liu Changan had two plans in his mind, but he was not in a hurry. He would first pull her back.
Closing the coffin lid and the door, Liu Changan drove the car back.
The lights outside the window were like a dragon. The driver's seat of the transport car was higher than the average car. Looking around, the drivers on both sides were showing strange and cold faces. Liu Changan recalled the moment when the little girl opened her mouth.
He felt joy.
This was a different kind of joy from any other time. There were a lot of expectations and settled in the bottom of his heart. There were no more fantasies, and there was a slightly perturbed satisfaction.
After she said that, she did not move. What she said was not important. What was important was whether she would open her eyes and talk to him in the future.
"If I knew this would happen, I would not have harmed you back then … But if it wasn't for that, we would not have met today, right? We are no longer the people of the past. We met in a different time and space. Why do you still take it to heart? " Liu Changan was talking to himself to persuade others. However, he also realized that after two thousand years, this little girl actually saw her great enemy when she opened her eyes. This kind of resentment was imaginable.
Forget it, he would continue to nurture her. If it didn't work, she could choose either his blood Qi or his Profound Qi. He was going to revive her anyway.
"Bang!"
A dull and distant sound spread. Liu Changan looked at the green light in front of him. As he drove over, he felt relieved. The coffin behind him had indeed returned to its original state. It emitted a covetous aura again. It seemed that no matter how this little girl felt, this coffin would continue to nurture her.
Liu Changan was also a little worried that she would become Mrs. Xin Zhui.
On his way home, he passed by the market. Liu Changan bought a little hen and threw it into the market. He originally wanted to wait for someone to deliver it tomorrow. However, thinking that this little girl was angered to death by him, Liu Changan was merciful and generous this time.
Liu Changan didn't stop the car under the parasol tree again. Instead, he parked a little further away under a remote wall. Only then did he walk back. Just as he was thinking about having some noodles for dinner, he saw Zhou Dongdong wearing her beautiful little flower rain boots. She was holding a pair of big iron pliers in her hand and was trying to clamp something into the puddle.
This pair of big iron pliers was given to Zhou Shuling to clamp coal briquettes. It was a little strenuous for Zhou Dongdong to use. Liu Changan always felt that she would fall into the puddle in the next moment. However, after looking for a while, she didn't fall, so he walked over.
"What are you doing?" Liu Changan asked.
"I'm clamping loaches." Zhou Dongdong sniffed and pointed at the loaches floating up from the puddle. "The loaches are all dead."
Zhou Dongdong was very sad. After all, she woke up early and slept late. She had been feeding the bean dregs for so long, rain or shine.
"There was lightning today. They were all killed." Liu Changan looked around and said. He originally didn't check whether the loaches were dead or not.
"The loaches are so pitiful." Zhou Dongdong pointed to the small bucket next to her that was used to play with the sand. There were some loaches in it. She said sadly, "We can only eat them."
"We can't eat them." Liu Changan shook his head. "After being struck to death by lightning, the blood can't be released. They have been soaked in the water for so long. We can't eat them."
Zhou Dongdong looked at Liu Changan with dull eyes. The big iron pliers in her hand fell into the puddle. Zhou Dongdong had never been so desperate as a child. She was very sad when she thought that the loaches were dead, but at least they could be eaten. She was somewhat comforted. Now she knew that not only were the loaches dead, but they couldn't be eaten!
Zhou Dongdong cried and poured the dead loaches in the small bucket back into the puddle.
"Bury them." Liu Changan took a shovel and came over to fill the puddle.
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