Su Changqing didn't guess Gu Qinghe's identity, his various guesses were reliable and unreliable, and there were no less than ten in total, and he even thought that Gu Qinghe was a person from the other side of the sea.

However, no matter what, he couldn't guess that Gu Qinghe was not from the same era as himself.

Su Changqing was shocked by Gu Qinghe's answer.

He believed that Gu Qinghe didn't lie to him, because she didn't need it, and only such an answer could explain why he felt a strong sense of abruptness whenever he saw these things in this house.

It turns out that none of these things should be in this era.

Gu Qinghe picked up the lazy sheep that had just been put down by Su Changqing, and she chuckled: "Changqing, can you imagine it." This sheep, called the Lazy Sheep, is a sheep that can speak. ”

Su Changqing was like an ignorant child: "Talk? ”

"Hmm." Gu Qinghe didn't explain much, "After a thousand years, the world has changed greatly. At that time, we humans could go to the moon, fly at an altitude of 10,000 meters, swim in the sea, and have face-to-face conversations thousands of miles apart......"

Su Changqing's hands under his long sleeves were trembling slightly, what Gu Qinghe said was too shocking!

Gu Qinghe smiled at Su Changqing and said, "How, Changqing, isn't it hard to imagine?" ”

Su Changqing was not yet shocked to the point of losing his mind, he asked, "Then why did you come here?" ”

Gu Qinghe's expression was gloomy, and his brows furrowed: "The real me is dead." Now I am just attached to Gu Qinghe's body. ”

Su Changqing was silent, and then asked, "Will you go back?" ”

"Go back?" Gu Qinghe smiled mockingly, "I never thought of going back, isn't it the same everywhere." ”

Su Changqing didn't know why he was relieved to hear Gu Qinghe say this. He hoped that Gu Qinghe would stay here, very much.

"What's your name. What was your original name? Su Changqing asked.

"Gu Thirteen."

"Thirteen?"

"I was an orphan in my previous life, adopted by my stepfather, ranked thirteenth, and then after a long time, I forgot my name. I only remember that my name is Gu Thirteen. ”

Su Changqing looked at Gu Qinghe, this strong woman was really distressing, he called her softly: "Thirteen." In the future, I'll call you thirteen, okay? ”

Gu Qinghe was stunned, for some reason, she actually felt that her nose was a little sour.

She remembered the days of her previous life, when her father-in-law often rubbed her head and said, Thirteen, yes, I have made progress again!

Her friends also liked to pat her on the shoulder and shout, Thirteen, let's go drink!

A baker's dozen......

It's been five or six years since no one called her thirteen.

Gu Qinghe shook his head and said, "It's better to call me Qinghe, I don't want to recall the past days." ”

When Su Changqing saw Gu Qinghe's decisive appearance, the more he felt sorry for her.

Gu Qinghe diverted the topic and asked Su Changqing jokingly: "What are you doing with these things here?" Do you plan to do an exhibition in the future? ”

"As I said, this Qingyuan is for you, and this room is naturally for you."

Gu Qinghe sighed lightly and said, "Changqing, thank you." ”

It's just that this Qingyuan, this room that shouldn't have been stored in this era, she may not set foot again.

"Changqing, if there is a chance in the future, and you are interested, I can tell you about the things that will happen in a thousand years."

Su Changqing was a little flattered, but soon, he smiled bitterly and said, "Is this a snooping machine?" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, neither of them saying more.

After coming back from Qingyuan, Gu Qinghe never went to a teahouse again, and she didn't go until the day she agreed with King Jing.

Su Changqing knew that Gu Qinghe had come to make an appointment this time, so he only exchanged a few words of greeting with Gu Qinghe, and asked Xiang You to lead her to the room that had been arranged for her a long time ago.

Gu Qinghe waited in the room for about half a cup of tea, and someone knocked on the door outside, and his voice was very young: "Guest officer, the orange juice you want has arrived." ”

"I don't want orange juice, I want bubble tea." Gu Qinghe replied slowly.

The door creaked open, and the first to come in was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his forties.

This man is powerful and imposing, and he can be recognized at a glance as a man in the army. It's just that his lips are pale and slightly sickly.

Following the middle-aged man was a young man in his twenties, his eyes were blazing, and as soon as he came in, he first looked Gu Qinghe, who was sitting still, up and down.

The young man closed the door and asked Gu Qinghe, "You are Gu Qinghe, the leader of the Red Shadow Corps?" ”

Gu Qinghe glanced at the middle-aged man and asked casually, "You are Zhao Chun, the king of Jing?" ”

"You ......" The young man was very dissatisfied with Gu Qinghe's attitude.

King Jing waved his hand to interrupt the young man, and he said to Gu Qinghe, "It's Zhao." Zhao Chong is not sensible, and he asked Commander Gu not to be surprised. ”

King Jing is a person who fights, and he speaks like a bell, and there is a bold atmosphere entrapped in it, which is really admirable.

Gu Qinghe looked at King Jing carefully and said politely: "It's just a joke, don't be surprised by Lord Jing." ”

Gu Qinghe motioned for King Jing to take a seat, and got up to pour him tea.

Zhao Chong next to him wanted to come to stop him, obviously because he was afraid that Gu Qinghe's tea was poisonous.

King Jing stared at Zhao Chong coldly: "Zhao Chong, you wait for me outside the door!" ”

"Lord Wang!" Zhao Chong was a little puzzled.

"Get out!" King Jing is right, which can be described as full of majesty.

Zhao Chong naturally didn't dare to stay any longer, glanced at Gu Qinghe as if warning, and then retreated.

King Jing drank the tea poured by Gu Qinghe without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghe quietly filled King Jing again.

King Jing looked at Gu Qinghe again with appreciation: "Head Gu, he is not so nervous because he is not aimed at you, please understand." ”

"Is that the cause of your injuries?" Gu Qinghe said lightly.

King Jing smiled: "Head Gu is really smart. ”

King Jing looked energetic, but his lips were pale, his walking was stiff, and although he had a strong fragrance on his body, the faint smell of blood could not escape Gu Qinghe's nose.

"Lord Jing, I won't turn a corner with you. Since you're going to entrust us with Red Shadow, then I need to know something, after all, this commission of yours is not ordinary. ”

King Jing nodded and said, "This is natural." ”

Gu Qinghe saw that he was very cooperative, so he said, "Why don't you entrust the Step Killing Palace?" In the matter of killing, I'm afraid that the qualifications of the Foot Killing Palace are deeper than ours, and the headquarters of the Foot Killing Palace is in Dongzhu, so it stands to reason that you shouldn't find us in Jinzhao. ”

King Jing looked stern and said, "You can also see that I have injuries on my body, I can sue you that the injuries on my body are given by the Worship and Killing Palace." ”

Gu Qinghe asked, "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure."

Gu Qinghe was silent for a while, and then asked, "Do you suspect that it was Beiliang's people who entrusted the Bu Killing Palace to kill you?" ”

King Jing shook his head and chuckled: "There are more people who want my life, it's hard to say whether it's Beiliang or not." ”

"Then why did you entrust us to kill Hubble at this time?" Gu Qinghe asked.

King Jing's expression was gloomy, and he said: "Don't look at me now, I am in good spirits, in fact, I am all taking medicine to support me, I might as well sue you, I am afraid that my time is running out." ”