"Maybe." Yan Jun smiled.

Even if it is destined by God, it is a pity that that person will not be Cang Yale, and he will disappoint them after all.

"Do you remember what the person who rescued you looked like?" Cangshan Ke continued to talk, calculating in his heart to quickly lead the banquet to what he wanted.

At this point, he should suspect that person is Yale, so he looks at Yale differently.

However, the banquet only gave a specious answer: "Of course I remember." ”

Cangshan was stunned, and he said that he remembered that he really remembered the person's appearance? Or did he only know that it was a woman who saved him?

It's just that when Yan Jun said that he remembered, whether it was true or not, he couldn't forcibly push Yale to the position of his savior, which annoyed this man and was not good for anyone.

He suddenly thought of this method to push Yale towards Yan Junshi, because by chance, during an investigation, he accidentally learned that Yan Junshi's two subordinates were looking for a woman with a vague description, he noticed it and followed the check, but he didn't expect to give him such a wonderful opportunity.

Yan Jun looked disgusted, and he was about to fall asleep after drinking too much, "Chief Cangdi, it's not early, I should go back." ”

"Okay." Seeing him like this, Cangshan Ke couldn't stop him.

After the banquet departed.

"Dad, what the hell is going on? How did I almost become the lifesaver of the banquet. As soon as the banquet was gone, Cang Yale couldn't help but pull Cangshan Ke to ask.

Cangshan Ke looked in the direction of the door, Yan Junshi had already left for a while, and he explained with a slight brow: "I accidentally learned that he has been looking for a woman who once saved his life in City C, who is about the same age as you, because the description of his appearance is not clear, where can he be found so easily in the vast sea of people." I thought, you happened to have been to City C during that time, so I wanted to have a Li Dai Taozhuang, so that you could inherit this kindness, and I was afraid that I would not look at you differently when I feasted in the future. It's just that I don't know if this is a success. ”

Yan Junshi's words today always made him lose the point, and he has not been able to find out his tone until now.

"Dad, discuss it with me later." Cang Yale was not very happy to hear this, but there was gradually some excitement in her eyes, and she seriously asked that if she had discussed it with her in advance, she would not have been able to accept the attitude of the banquet monarch as it is now.

"Got it, good girl, go rest." Cangshan Ke looked at Cang Yale, who was more and more exciting, and was in a good mood, although he had no son, but it was enough to have such an outstanding daughter, and if he could get the son-in-law of Longfeng in a person in the future, he would still be able to teach people to envy.

Cang Qingle hid behind the door, stared coldly at Cangshan Ke's fatherly appearance, and closed the door with a bang.

However, the words of the banquet reverberated in her mind over and over again.

She subconsciously touched her slightly bulging abdomen, could it be that this child is really related to Yan Junshi?

She remembered her previous life, before the end of the world, she did do odd jobs in the "Wind Love" hotel, and before she was reborn in this life, everything should have not changed.

Bang bang bang -

The door slammed a few times, and only a serious warning was heard: "Cang Qingle, I warn you, stay away from Jun Shi in the future, you are not from the same world!" ”

Cang Qingle covered her ears and smiled noncommittally at the door mockingly, such an arrogant and arrogant style was not like her usual appearance of Cang Yale, but like Cang Yanle's breathlessness.

Have you been addicted to the beauty/color of the banquet? Also, that man is arrogant and noble, mysterious and detached, uninhibited, powerful and has a family background, he is the type she likes Cang Yale, and he does have that charm that makes her heartbeat.

Maybe there was no movement inside, Cang Yale stepped on his high heels, kicked the door twice, and walked away with his head held high.

At night, it was quiet.

Cang Qingle took out the score from the space and began to study it carefully, the score is two parts, the upper part is probably the introduction, and the lower part is very profound.

The lower part of the score was the one she found herself, and the top half was given by Ou Zimu, which was said to have been snatched from Xia Rong in the town where she was robbed, and she hadn't read it carefully.

Turning the first page of the sheet music carefully, the eye is not a musical symbol or a catalogue written in ancient characters, but a strange totem.

This made her suddenly think of the totem behind Hua Bing, which was exactly the same as the one on the score.

A pictogram of the ancient word "Hua".

Hua Yan can play her bone flute, and Hua Bing has the same totem on the bone flute page, and Hua Bing and Hua Yan look so similar, there must be something strange in this.

What does the Hua family have to do with this magical bone flute?

Paper?

She suddenly realized something, if the things on it had existed since ancient times, how could the thing that carried them be paper that had only appeared after the first century AD?

After carefully examining the two musical scores, she found that the problem that has been ignored is that these "papers" are very soft and delicate to the touch, and the feel is great, even after thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, you can still feel the tenderness of the hand, but after all, it is too long, it has been damaged a lot, and it cannot completely restore its original texture.

Cang Qingle was very curious, what kind of thing it was, soft and tough, even after a long time, it was strong enough to get to this day.

For such a long time, the paper leaves and bamboo slips have long been turned into ashes, but it is very well preserved, so it seems that its material is not special.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but touch it again, and a strange thought came to her mind: could it be made of human skin.

Thinking about it, she herself was shocked, human skin, human beings are just an insignificant existence in thousands of worlds, what human skin can be preserved for so long.

However, with the sound of the bone flute and the painting of human skin, she felt that her thoughts were terrifying at the same time, but also inexplicably reliable.

"It's late at night, and you still haven't slept?"

A faint voice came in through the glass from the window, Cang Qingle turned his head at first glance, and saw a phantom flashing from the window, and his heart jumped suddenly! The book in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

She frowned, who was playing a prank?

Yan Jun pushed open the window, jumped in from the outside in a chic and neat manner, walked up to her in three or two steps, bent over, and picked up the books she had dropped on the ground with her slender fingers.

Asked softly, "Are you scared?" ”

His gaze swept over the book he picked up, a little shabby, but there was a strange smoothness between the tentacles, when he looked closely, he found that it was a musical score, turned a page, and half a palm-sized totem came into view, his gaze deepened, turned his head up, shook the book in his hand, and smiled in a low voice: "This Hua family's thing, do you like it?" ”

Cang Qingle snatched it back, glared at him angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Banquet!" Entering the house from the windowsill in the middle of the night is not what you should do! ”