lost to time

Zhang Qishan hurried out with only his adjutant, and when he arrived at Er Yuehong's mansion, Er Yuehong was sitting in the side hall drinking tea in front of a tree of dried plums, his eyes were turning blue, obviously he hadn't slept all night, seeing Zhang Qishan coming Still sitting still.

"Why are you looking for me so urgently?" Zhang Qishan sat down opposite him.

"I got news about the thimble you asked me to inquire about yesterday."

"Huh?" Zhang Qishan straightened his body and put one hand on the table.

Astute people can naturally see the clue of this subtle movement, Er Yuehong put down the teacup, and glanced at him strangely, but he didn't know that Zhang Qishan was anxious because some unimaginable human affairs were involved in this matter.

"There is no way this thimble exists."

Zhang Qishan thought for a moment and couldn't figure out the reason. It would be fine if he would just hang out with Er Yuehong slowly, but at this moment he patted the table lightly and said, "Second brother, let's just say it, you have nine holes in your heart, I can't help it." Can't figure out your charade."

"This thimble is not alone, it should be a set with Mao Dingzhen. It is a method handed down from our family, and it is specially prepared for the whistle coffin. Since the thimble fell, the person who did it must be bad."

"Then why do you say it can't exist?"

"After I finish speaking, carefully look at the characters hidden in the rhododendron." Er Yuehong took out a thimble from her sleeve and handed it over, "Zhen, there is no one in my family up to now, but there is only one person."

"Who?"

"Li Zhenping."

Zhang Qishan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing where the name of this person came from.

Er Yue Hong raised her hands, said with a sigh, "It belongs to the outlaw's family, and it's a bad debt to say the least. The child's father is an idiot, and he got into debt and gave birth to him, but he didn't care about it. He was cruel to the mother and son. His mother committed suicide not long ago, and what happened after that may never have occurred to you. Then Li Zhenping guarded the dead body of his mother hanging on the beam with a knife, and waited until his father opened the door three days later. dead his father."

Zhang Qishan felt sore, but he couldn't show it, the world is so cold, how much can he change, and how long can he last?I can only put aside my expression for the time being, and simply ask: "It is not surprising that the child has taken his mother's surname, why do you say it is impossible to exist?"

"Because that child is just seven years old this year, how could he drop a thimble in the tomb?"

Er Yuehong didn't realize it, but Zhang Qishan's heart was overwhelmed.A thimble that could never have appeared in this day and age, but it did.If Zhang Qishan trusted Wu Xie emotionally last night, he has trusted him intellectually now.

If it is really possible to connect two different eras, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable, and judging by the current situation, I am afraid that it is already in danger.

"I heard that no one dared to take care of that child, so he was sold to make a big teapot (a handyman in a brothel) when he saw it. Alas, it is considered a foreign expense anyway. Why don't we bring him here?" Er Yuehong was still chattering. He said, and then said: "However, there are only four or five of these anti-injection graves. Where did you come from? I'm very worried."

Knowing that Er Yuehong had already said everything Er Yuehong could say, and thinking about his doubts about Wu Xie before, Zhang Qishan couldn't sit still for a moment, stood up and said goodbye, "I will tell you in detail later, this child—you Or—don't take it. Let's go first." Of course Zhang Qishan knew that these two fates were worlds apart for Li Zhenping, but if he didn't enter Er Yuehong's house, he might have nothing to do with Jiumen. There will be no such thing as a thimble.

What Zhang Qishan didn't expect was that if the matter of the thimble was changed, it wasn't just the matter of the thimble that was changed.

"Hey——" Er Yuehong looked at the back of Zhang Qishan leaving in a hurry, with a puzzled expression on his face, but unfortunately Zhang Qishan, if he didn't want to say something, the Nine Heavens God and Buddha came and couldn't pry it out.Thinking of this, Er Yuehong became a little calmer, stroked the thimble, and considered Zhang Qishan's last suggestion.

When Zhang Qishan returned home, he found that there was something wrong with the house. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the inner courtyard, two soldiers ran over and saluted tremblingly.

"What happened?"

The two soldiers glanced at each other, and boldly replied: "Buddha, Lord Buddha, that man has run away."

"What are you doing to eat!" Zhang Qishan was doubly annoyed now, God knew he wanted to tell Wu Xie what he was holding back.

The housekeeper came up to rescue the soldier, "Lord Buddha, everyone was busy transporting the soda at that time, and Kun'er led most of the people in the mansion to escort the bandits away. Unexpectedly, he took this opportunity to escape over the wall."

Zhang Qishan opened his mouth to scold, when Qi Tiezui walked in, and said with a smile: "Buddha is so energetic, he trained soldiers early in the morning."

"I'm going out, are you okay?"

"It won't be too late for Master Buddha to come back, there is news from yesterday's armor piece."

Zhang Qishan weighed things up and down, and the immediate matter is more important, Wu Xie ran out to find Lao Wu at most, so he called the adjutant and said: "You go to Wu Laogou's house immediately! Let him hand over his grandson!! Don't Waiting for Master Buddha, I will come to the door and overthrow their grandparents and grandchildren together!"

"Ah? Yes!" The adjutant was only stupid for a second, then fulfilled his loyalty to the Buddha's order without delay, turned around and ran out of the mansion.

Qi Tiezui followed Zhang Qishan, who was still angry, into the study room, carefully took out the piece of armor and said, "I almost couldn't bring it back."

A bowl of warm ginseng tea had already been placed at the corner of the table, and Zhang Qishan finally let Zhang Qishan have a snack, picked it up and asked, "Who is so bold?"

"Where to say, it was Mr. Dong Zuobin who was visiting. As soon as Fu took out the armor, his face turned pale with fright. It was me who was there, so he insisted. He just didn't look at anything, and talked about the armor. Claws and other things, I begged to put the nails on his table, he grabbed them and threw them to the ground, thanks to my quick hands, otherwise I wouldn’t have come back alive to see you.”

Zhang Qishan thought that he would not be so tyrannical, and said: "Old Ba, you compare yourself with Jia Pian, but you refute my face."

"Don't dare." Qi Tiezui smiled, "I had to put away the nails quickly, and it took a long time for my husband to recover, but just at this time the Japanese came again, so I had to avoid it and come back first."

Zhang Qishan nodded, "Although I don't know what is written on the nail plate, I should be sure that this thing has appeared before. Pincer armor?"

"Ao, the dragon has nine sons, and the dragon tortoise is the tortoise. I guess it refers to the thousand-year-old turtle and the ten-thousand-year tortoise. However, it must be very important to record with this rare armor plate."

"Old Ba, I'm afraid it's not that simple. It's too eye-catching to go at this moment. You should go to ask Mr. for advice later."

Qi Tiezui replied: "Of course. Buddha, what are your plans next?"