Cong is also a talkative person.

If he was asked to remain silent like Zhang Qiling, he wouldn't be able to do it.

Cong was also able to see clearly in the dark. He moved towards Zhang Qiling, stopped beside Zhang Qiling and squatted down slowly.

"Would you like a peach?"

Cong Ye took out another peach in a friendly manner.

Zhang Qiling glanced over Tao Zi, but still said nothing.

Cong couldn't figure out his attitude, so he tried to stuff Tao Zi into his arms.

After a long moment of silence.

A small, low crunching sound of gnawing peaches sounded in Cong Ye's ears.

"..."

He couldn't help but look at Zhang Qiling beside him.

How could this man be so quiet? Isn't it really uncomfortable for him not to speak for so long?

"How many years have you lived in Zhangjia Ancient Building?"

Cong Ye asked him.

He was curious about the Zhang family, and when he saw Zhang Qiling caught, he naturally would not miss this good opportunity to ask.

Zhang Qiling held a peach bigger than his head in both hands and was silent for three seconds before answering:

"11."

Cong also calculated that it was now 1933, 11 years later, so Zhang Qiling entered the Zhangjia Ancient Building in 1922 and has stayed there until now.

"How old are you now?"

Cong Ye asked again.

He knew that the Zhang family could live forever. According to this time calculation, Zhang Qiling was not young, but he looked young.

Confusion flashed in Zhang Qiling's eyes. He finally raised his eyes to look at Cong Ye and uttered three words that shocked Cong Ye: "I don't know."

"..." Cong Ye took a deep breath, "It shouldn't be some old monster, right?"

Zhang Qiling: "Not an old monster."

"Okay, okay, it's not an old monster."

Cong also responded casually.

He glanced around and asked, "Wouldn't you be bored after staying in a place like this for 11 years?"

Zhang Qiling became silent again.

Cong also took out the flying chess piece from [My Collection].

This is the red envelope I grabbed from Big Invention King.

He spread the flying chess pieces on the ground.

He could feel that Zhang Qiling's sight seemed to be unobstructed in the darkness, and he waved to Zhang Qiling:

"Can you play?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head silently.

"It's all right!"

Cong also guessed, "I'll teach you."

The biggest advantage of him is that he is easy-going.

This adaptability is never limited to any environment.

Even if he is trapped in a secret room, it still does not affect his ability to improve his quality of life.

He was unwilling to make do with it like Zhang Qiling.

the next whole day.

Cong Ye and Zhang Qiling had a great time playing flying chess.

"No more fun!"

Cong Ye collapsed on the ground like a piece of dough. He looked at the ceiling and asked Zhang Qiling:

"When do you think the adjutant will be here?"

Zhang Qiling didn't know, he didn't even know who the adjutant was.

He just looked at Cong Ye quietly.

Cong also started looking for inventory in his favorites again.

First of all, reject the Five Thunder Technique, which is too powerful and is likely to cause accidental damage.

Secondly, if the Samadhi True Fire is rejected, it is very likely that the entire Zhang family ancient building will be burned down.

Continue to reject Hunyuanzi. This thing is as powerful as a grenade, and it is very likely to accidentally injure Cong Ye himself and Zhang Qiling.

It was too difficult to find something that could blow up the darkroom without causing accidental damage or blowing up the ancient Zhang family building.

Cong Ye took the time to glance at Zhang Qiling beside him. This man had carefully put the flying chess away for Cong Ye.

Cong Ye felt soft for a moment and asked him: "Aren't you going to leave here?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "I won't leave."

Cong Ye sighed: "The situation is chaotic these days, so it's better to stay here."

There are many agencies in the deep mountains and old forests, so at least safety is guaranteed.

"forget about it."

Cong was too lazy to think of a way out, and took out a bunch of comic books from [My Collection].

These are all the things Cong Ye grabbed from Bald Qiang's red envelope, which is very consistent with Bald Qiang's status as a bachelor in Gou Xiong Ridge.

Cong Ye raised the comic book in his hand: "Would you like to read it together?"

How boring otherwise!

Zhang Qiling walked towards him and sat down next to him.

"Who is Ah Shai?"

"The protagonist of this comic."

"Oh."

Cong Ye glanced at Zhang Qiling who had just asked. Zhang Qiling lowered his slender eyelashes slightly, and his fair cheeks looked a bit well-behaved.

"His real name was originally 'Ah Shuai', but people thought he was not handsome, so they called him 'Ah Shuai'!"

"handsome?"

Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and looked at Cong Ye seriously.

Cong Ye choked up and explained: "If someone thinks you are good-looking, they will praise you for being handsome."

Zhang Qiling nodded slightly.

After a while.

Cong Ye asked him: "Do you know what going to school means?"

On the page just now, the word "go to school" appeared in the comic.

Zhang Qiling looked at Cong Ye steadily and shook his head.

Cong Ye: "..."

Don’t ask if you don’t know!

"Have you ever been to school?"

Cong also saw that he clearly knew how to read.

In order to facilitate reading, Cong Ye also specially changed the comic book to traditional Chinese characters.

Zhang Qiling pursed her lips: "I forgot."

Cong Ye's eyes widened, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

"What do you mean you forgot?"

Are the memories of today’s young people so exaggerated?

Cong Ye's soul was trembling. Is Zhang Qiling really an old monster?

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, just looked at him.

Cong Ye asked tentatively: "Have you forgotten whether you have gone to school? Or have you forgotten the meaning of going to school?"

Zhang Qiling looked at him without saying a word, but Cong guessed it.

Zhang Qiling had forgotten both.

Cong Ye finally knew why Zhang Qiling didn't leave the Zhangjia Ancient Building. Where could he go after leaving the Zhangjia Ancient Building?

In his memory, there was probably only one place where he could live, the Zhang Family Ancient Building.

Cong also put down the comic book and took out a palm-sized notebook and a pen.

Since Zhang Qiling is literate, why not just record it down.

He handed it to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling still looked at him confused.

"Write down everything you remember now, and carry the notebook with you. When one day you forget, take it out and take a look."

Cong Ye had thought of all the ways for him.

If Zhang Qiling wasn't really a pure-hearted person, he wouldn't be so willing to help others.

Zhang Qiling held the pen, feeling inexplicably embarrassed about not knowing what to do.

Cong couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply took the notebook over, opened the pen cap, shook it vigorously, and waited until the ink condensed on the tip of the pen before he started writing.

"Name: Zhang Qiling(?).

age:?

Identity: Head of the Zhang family.

Mission: Keep the meteorite copper.

Others to be added. "

Cong Ye turned another page and scribbled:

"Name: Cong Ye

Identity: Brother Zhang Qiling

age:?

Address: Hongfu, Changsha City, Hunan Province (you can go to him)"

Cong Ye closed the notebook, pinned the pen on top of the notebook, and stuffed it into Zhang Qiling's arms.

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