The antique shop of the rich fake master

For several days, Qu Qiuli was busy with this matter.

From the end of the last feudal dynasty to the year before his birth, he selected more than 100 suitable temples and Taoist temples across the country.

These Taoist temples have been passed down from generation to generation, and are generally operated by the abbot or the Taoist temple owner. Although there are a few that have become small scenic spots, it might as well be a private property.

The operability of this matter is the same as that of Schrödinger's tomb.

But whether it will actually work or not needs to be tested first.

Qu Qiuli first selected a temple with a history of 80 years and a Taoist temple with a history of 30 years, both in this city, and also to avoid being too far away from other places. I don't want to travel all over the country.

After making sure, Qu Qiuli started to act.

Because it was an experiment, and in order to avoid unnecessary losses, Qu Qiuli only found a few sets of enlightenment books in ancient times, such as the Three Character Classic, Hundred Surnames, and Thousand Character Classic.

After all, no matter how cheap ancient antiques are, he still bought them back with real money.

Anyway, ancient books are handed down and are worth collecting.

Qu Qiuli packed these two sets in brocade boxes properly, and he first wore them 80 years ago.

It was a time of turmoil.

It may be that the world consciousness really favors him. Eighty years ago, he went there for the first time, but this time he was actually sent directly to the mountain forest of that temple.

The clothes were changed before departure, retro shirts and trousers, which look western in this era, and when you go out, you can tell that you are a rich man.

Qu Qiuli walked out of the forest and walked to the mountain road leading to the temple.

The mountain road is rugged, but there are still pilgrims walking in twos and threes, but all of them are yellow and thin.

This era is bitter, and people like to ask ghosts and gods only when they are desperate.

Qu Qiuli couldn't bear to watch it, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't change history, and sometimes it was really painful.

He gave them the little dry food he had brought with him for his own food.

In this day and age, it's good to eat something, but there are people who are so stupid as to give away their food to others?

Fortunately, these pilgrims were all honest villagers, and they didn't have any bad intentions, and even expressed concern for Qu Qiuli, and wanted to help him carry the box and so on.

Qu Qiuli politely refused with a smile.

"What is that young man going up the mountain to do? Is he also going to worship the Bodhisattva?" An old lady warmly approached him.

Qu Qiuli did not deny or admit it, and tentatively asked about the situation of this temple from various casual topic angles.

Everything is fine, much better than the historical materials he found in modern times.

The abbot is a truly compassionate monk who took in many orphans and widows during the war.

In this way, Qu Qiuli felt much more at ease.

After entering the temple, Qu Qiuli first went to burn a stick of incense, and then found a young monk to explain the reason.

The little monk was a little surprised, but it wasn't incomprehensible. There were pilgrims depositing things in temples, and there was no such precedent.

However, such a matter is still up to the abbot to decide.

The little monk took Qu Qiuli to meet the abbot, and Qu Qiuli explained the reason himself.

The abbot is not young, but his thoughts are clear, "Why does the donor want to store things in our temple instead of other temples?"

Qu Qiuli said the reason he had thought about a long time ago, "The country is in turmoil. As a good man, he should serve the motherland. It's just that these things are left by my ancestors. If they are damaged, I will be ashamed of my ancestors." .”

He looked at the abbot with firm eyes, "This area is a hundred miles away. I don't need to say more about the abbot's reputation. I can rest assured that the things are stored with you."

The abbot stared at Qu Qiuli for a long time without blinking, as if he wanted to see clearly the depths of his soul through his excellent skin.

Qu Qiuli's figure was tall and straight, so he let the abbot see it so generously.

After a long time, the abbot finally nodded, "How long does the benefactor want to keep? Will you leave a receipt?"

"80 years." Qu Qiuli said, "I want to store it for 80 years. As for the receipt, your temple can send the things to the address I left after 80 years. Naturally, someone will sign for it and pay for it. Give your temple a storage fee."

After a pause, he added, "Or, after 80 years, the descendants of my family can go to your temple to pick it up in person."

The abbot didn't speak, and looked at Qu Qiuli with that kind of thought-provoking gaze.

80 years, what can be stored for 80 years?

This is not common sense.

And after 80 years of vicissitudes, how can their temples be preserved until that time?

Moreover, will the address left by the young man still be accurate after 80 years?Will the descendants of this man find their temple again?

Or, can their temples be handed down to 80 years later?

After a while, the abbot didn't ask any more questions, and accepted Qu Qiuli's box, the certificate and a sum of incense money left by Qu Qiuli.

When Qu Qiuli left the temple, his back was covered in cold sweat. The abbot's eyes saw through the vicissitudes of the world, and he seemed to see through his lies.

However, since the abbot accepted it, he was relieved.

Avoiding the pilgrims and returning to the mountain forest he sent over, he carried another box of ancient books and traveled back to the era 30 years ago.

This time period is the initial stage of reform and development.

Without the war, the people's life is thriving, lively and prosperous.

Qu Qiuli found the Taoist temple, and the master of the temple was a benevolent old man, and he explained the origin.

However, this is the excuse he used because he is going to study abroad and will not return to China in a short time, hoping to store things in the Taoist temple.

The temple master thought for a while, "I'm old, and I'm afraid it won't be 30 years. At that time, can you come and get it by yourself?"

Qu Qiuli agreed.

Even if the matter is settled in this way, he should go to Hyundai to wait for acceptance. After all, the time he left is very accurate, and it is about half a month in Hyundai.

However, before he left, he suddenly thought of a problem.

This is the timeline 30 years ago, which means that there are actually two pocket watches in this timeline.

Calculating the time, his father is also 20 years old at this time, and the reputation of visiting painting masters has already spread.

So another pocket watch, which should be on his dad now.

Qu Qiuli couldn't figure it out.

Isn't the same room not allowed to appear in the same time and space?

What about this pocket watch?Maybe pocket watches are the only exception?

Well, since the world consciousness gave birth to the pocket watch, there are naturally its rules.

Also, is it possible for him to meet grandpa and young dad in this timeline?

He thought so, so he did.

The Taoist temple belongs to Anshi, but it's a bit remote. Qu Qiuli took a minibus and went back to the urban area. After going around a few times, he finally arrived near the courtyard of Su's family.

The courtyard house at this time is not a Chinese-style mansion.

The surrounding area is bare, and only the peasants' houses in twos and threes can be seen, as well as the vast fields. Only that courtyard house is quite unique, even a little out of place.

Qu Qiuli tidied up his clothes and walked towards the courtyard step by step.

I was a little excited, could he take this opportunity to pass some news to grandpa and dad.

Although it cannot change the future development, it may avoid many detours in small matters.

The more Qu Qiuli thought about it, the more excited he became.

It's just that every time he took a step closer, his body became weaker. At first, it wasn't obvious, and he thought it was because he was too excited, but gradually, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something. ,Can not breathe.

His feet were getting heavier and heavier, until he could hardly lift his feet at all.

Qu Qiuli stood in the distance, panting heavily, it seems that the world consciousness still does not allow such a thing to happen.

There was no way, Qu Qiuli didn't dare to move forward, so he could only fiddle with his pocket watch and teleported himself back to the antique shop.

The second floor of the antique shop, inside the room.

Qu Qiuli lived in the store for the past few days in order to check Taoist temples and temples.

At this moment, when he came back, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and his hair was twisted into strands dripping with sweat.

I don't have any strength left.

In the past, if this was the case, Qu Qiuli would have to take a bath and take a good rest.

But this time, he really didn't have the strength, and he guessed that this might be the punishment given to him by the world consciousness.

With a bang, Qu Qiuli fell on the bed and fell unconscious the next second.

Diao Xiaoyun was given a holiday these two days, and there was no one in the shop.

Qu Qiuli originally thought of going to a temple or a Taoist temple, so he should be back at noon, and it won't be too late for the store to open in the afternoon.

But on this day, he has not opened the shop for a long time.

The phone next to the pillow kept ringing, and the ringtone played again and again.

But Qu Qiuli didn't notice it.

After making several phone calls, Lin Xiangyu finally realized that something was wrong.

He also contacted A Li last night. A Li said that he wanted to sleep late today and would only open the shop in the afternoon. He was still joking about A Li being a slob.

In order to prevent A Li's daily routine from becoming chaotic, he called A Li at noon and wanted to wake him up for dinner.

But no one answered the phone.

At that time, he thought that Ah Li was still sleeping, so he didn't think much about it. It's not wrong to let things like sleep in occasionally.

However, since he called and sent a message to A Li, A Li will definitely reply to his message after he wakes up.

But he waited until three or four o'clock and did not receive a message from A Li.

Lin Xiangyu thought, no matter how much A Li can sleep, it is impossible to sleep until this time, or forget to reply to his message after waking up.

So he made several more phone calls, but still no one answered.

It's not right, it's definitely not right.

Lin Xiangyu, who has always worked rigorously, left early today.

Anyway, Mr. Lin, no one said anything.

While driving, Lin Xiangyu called Diao Xiaoyun and asked Diao Xiaoyun to open the door.

Diao Xiaoyun had the key, and when Lin Xiangyu arrived at the antique shop, Diao Xiaoyun was already waiting at the door.

"What's going on? What happened?" Diao Xiaoyun didn't understand, "Didn't the boss say that he opened the door by himself these two days? It's not open today?"

Lin Xiangyu was driving just now, and he didn't explain clearly, but now he was in a hurry, so he just said, "Ah Li's phone can't be reached."

Knowing that they were brothers, Diao Xiaoyun opened the door without asking any further questions.

There is no one in the store.

Lin Xiangyu ran to the second floor without stopping for a moment.

The bedroom was locked by Qu Qiuli, in case someone came in and saw him disappear or appear suddenly.

Lin Xiangyu knocked on the door, but there was no response from the door. He felt that something must have happened.

Fortunately, it was a wooden door. Lin Xiangyu took two steps back, kicked open the bedroom door with a bang.

In the room, Qu Qiuli was still asleep, his face was unnaturally red, his brows were frowning, and the quilt was uncovered, but his body was still sweating.

The temperature has dropped, the weather is cold.

This is clearly abnormal.

Lin Xiangyu trotted two steps, walked up, and yelled several times, but Qu Qiuli didn't respond.

He stretched out his hand to Qu Qiuli's forehead, and it was so hot that it burned his hands.

Lin Xiangyu was startled, he could no longer care about Ah Li's unusual attire at the moment, a princess hugged him, picked him up, and went straight downstairs.

Diao Xiaoyun was watching from downstairs, and she was also startled, "What's going on?"

Lin Xiangyu walked out with someone in his arms, "Can you drive?"

"Yes." Diao Xiaoyun followed him out of the store and locked the door.

Lin Xiangyu hugged the man and ran all the way to the parking lot.

"Come and drive, go to the nearest hospital." Lin Xiangyu handed the car keys to Diao Xiaoyun, "I'll watch him from behind and contact the hospital by the way."

Diao Xiaoyun didn't dare to be sloppy, and now she didn't care whether it was a luxury car or whether she would lose money if she hung up on it, she started the car and set off.

Their luck was not bad, the green light all the way, and they rushed to the nearest hospital in more than ten minutes.

There are already medical staff waiting at the gate of the hospital.

Qu Qiuli, who was in a coma, felt the jolt, seemed to hear Lin Xiangyu's voice, and also felt the pain of the skin being pierced by the needle, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

Lin Xiangyu hugged and pushed all the way, and did various examinations under the doctor's advice.

Fortunately, there was no major problem, just a fever and a coma.

After infusing antipyretics, Lin Xiangyu sat in front of the hospital bed, his face full of distress.

Diao Xiaoyun was also with her all the way. Seeing this, she comforted: "Don't worry too much, the doctor said that you should wake up in two hours."

Lin nodded to Yu, and transferred a small amount of money to her, "You have worked hard today, I will watch over here, you go back first."

Diao Xiaoyun confiscated the money and asked, "Shall I open the shop tomorrow?"

Lin Xiangyu thought for a while, "When Ah Li wakes up later, I'll let him tell you."

Diao Xiaoyun nodded, and went to fetch a pot of hot water for them, and bought dinner for Lin Xiangyu, before she left.

Lin Xiangyu stood by the bed, holding Qu Qiuli's hand.

The pain is almost overflowing.

Qu Qiuli's high fever subsided quickly, the blush on his face gradually disappeared, and his heavy breathing became stable again, but he still didn't wake up.

Lin Xiangyu was so worried that he called a doctor for a checkup.

It was finally concluded that he was asleep.

"Then why did he have a fever?" Lin Xiangyu was not at ease.

The doctor smiled, "You young people just don't take care of your body. This handsome guy can tell from overwork, his immunity has weakened, and he broke out all of a sudden. Two days of injections and two days of medicine are almost the same. .”

After finishing speaking, he warned again: "Don't think you are young and don't take care of your body, don't stay up late, and develop good living habits."

Overworked?

Lin Xiangyu chewed this word over and over again. In Lin's house, it was not A Li's turn to help him when the oil pot was down. In Su's house, he had seen how much old Mr. Su loved A Li, and it was impossible for A Li to be tired. .

So, what the hell is going on here?

Lin Xiangyu hasn't called his parents and Su's family yet. After all, the doctor said that it's not serious, and there's no need for the elders to worry about it.

Even Ah Li himself would not choose to tell his family.

Hey, now Lin Xiangyu is looking forward to Ah Li waking up soon.

The nurse sister saw that the two little brothers were very handsome, and this tall man cared so much about each other, and he didn't look at each other like ordinary friends or brothers, so she had a little guess in her heart.

When the doctor left the ward, she returned to the ward after a while, and kindly reminded: "Did you get that thing in there and not clean it out?"

Lin Xiangyu looked confused, "What got in there? Where did it get in?"

The nurse sister hated iron for being weak, and said shyly: "What else do you think? Is he still injured in the back? Didn't you check that location during the examination just now? Would you like to ask the doctor to prescribe an ointment and rub it on him? Wipe it off."

Lin Xiangyu was even more confused, "Injured in the back? What kind of injury did he suffer in the back?"

There was no sign of injury on A Li's body.

The sister nurse frowned, "Aren't you a couple?"

Lin Xiangyu was taken aback, his ears turned red, he still thought they were lovers, "No."

After a pause, he added: "Not yet."

Sister nurse: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched twice, "It's not a couple, you two still go to bed?"

Lin Xiangyu's eyes widened, "I, I, I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Now he finally realized that the back was injured, something got inside, and he didn't mean to clean it up.

"Really not." Lin Xiangyu blushed so much that he was about to bleed, "We haven't done anything, and neither has Ah Li... You're thinking too much, but thank you anyway."

The nurse sister realized later that she had misunderstood, blushing, and walked out of the ward with one hand and one foot.

In the ward, there were only Qu Qiuli who was sleeping soundly, and Lin Xiangyu who was looking up some information on his mobile phone and his face was red.

It's like opening a door to a new world.

He had never liked anyone, man, woman, nothing.

Only when he saw Ah Li for the first time, he couldn't help but want to get close to this person.

Ah Li's beauty, Ah Li's excellence, and Ah Li's occasional black belly and arrogance, he thought it was too cute.

It's not that Qu Qiuli has the looks he likes, but every look of Qu Qiuli happens to be what he likes.

During the time when he understood his feelings, he was actually confused and frightened.

He and Ali are brothers.

However, Ah Li did not reject his approach and was willing to date him, obviously he also had feelings for him.

How could he be willing to let go?

Lin Xiangyu held Qu Qiuli's cold hand caused by the infusion, trying to convey his body temperature.

He just leaned against the bed and looked at A Li until late at night, until his eyelids were fighting, and then he lay down on the side of the bed, ready to take a nap.

In the middle of the night, Qu Qiuli regained consciousness. When he woke up, he felt sore all over his body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, this was not the Lin family's bedroom, nor the Su family's bedroom, nor the bedroom in an antique shop.

Snow-white ceiling with white woven lamps, this is a hospital.

His head was still a little dizzy, his throat was sore and dry and smoked, and he wanted to get up to pour himself a glass of water, but when he got up, he felt his hand was being held.

Then he turned his head and saw Lin Xiangyu lying beside his bed.

Lin Xiangyu had been sleeping very lightly, but when he felt Ah Li's hand, he woke up immediately.

"A Li, are you feeling better?" Her voice was still hoarse after staying up all night and not sleeping well.

Qu Qiuli nodded, "I want to drink water."

Lin Xiangyu stood up immediately, but in the next second he rushed towards Qu Qiuli, and the two embraced tightly.

Qu Qiuli groaned when he was hit.

After sleeping on his stomach for too long, his legs became numb, and Lin Xiangyu felt that he got up from Qu Qiuli again, "Sorry, I didn't stand firmly."

Qu Qiuli shook his head, "It's okay, just be careful."

After drinking a glass of water with just the right temperature, the dryness in Qu Qiuli's throat was relieved.

"What's going on?" He asked, "Why am I in the hospital?"

Lin Xiangyu tucked in the quilt for him again, "You still have the nerve to ask me? I couldn't get through to you. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I called Diao Xiaoyun and asked her to open the door. You passed out on the bed and had a high fever. .”

Qu Qiuli was taken aback for a moment, then remembered.

This is the first time the world consciousness has punished him, hey... After all, he violated the rules.

Lin Xiangyu was still asking: "Shouldn't you give me a reasonable explanation? Why didn't you take care of yourself? Why did you get sick? The doctor said you were overworked, what's going on?"

Qu Qiuli was stuck, there was no way to explain it.

He usually cherishes his life, but this is not something he could have expected.

"I don't know why." Qu Qiuli said pitifully, relying on his own illness, "I will pay attention to it in the future."

With his appearance, Lin Xiangyu couldn't even get angry.

He sighed, and rua rua A Li's head again, "Go back to Lin's house after you get out of the hospital, I don't worry about you living outside alone."

After a pause, he said again, "If you don't want to go back to Lin's house, you can go back to Su's house."

It is convenient to always have someone to take care of you, otherwise no one will notice you when you faint at home, how dangerous it is.

Qu Qiuli pursed his lips, and whispered guiltyly, "I see."

After thinking about it, he looked at Lin Xiangyu gratefully, "Thank you for sending me to the hospital today."

Lin Xiangyu shook his head, he didn't like that Ah Li was being so polite to him.

After drinking water, taking medicine, I got up again and went to the bathroom.

Qu Qiuli felt that since he woke up, he must be fine, and his body was sticky again. He wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but Lin Xiangyu sternly rejected him as soon as he opened his mouth.

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The author has something to say:

It's time to pull the progress bar of the relationship line forward, hehehe.