[410] Each has its own secrets
Summary of the previous chapter: Huang Jingming left two letters, in which he left a letter to his daughter, Huang Jingming explained the reason why he had fed his daughter other drugs since childhood, and in the letter to Ma Xiaoquan, Huang Jingming told Ma Xiaoquan some other things
+++++++++++++++ Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, is there one for me?" Do I still have it? ”
Uncle Liu smiled and nodded: "Hmm~ It was the village chief who stayed with me, hehe"
"Village chief? You say Huang Jingming? ”
Uncle Liu snorted and continued: "Hehe, that's right, I saw that Xiao Zhen brought you to the village, and I also saw that you looked different from ordinary people, presumably it must be the successor that the village chief said at the beginning, the old man, I am also old, I don't know how long I can live, I can finish the things entrusted to me by the village chief in my lifetime, and my wish will come true, old man."
Ma Xiaoquan is not hypocritical, since Uncle Liu said so, then presumably Huang Jingming must have something to hand over to him.
"Then give it to me~"
Uncle Liu smiled slightly, took out a sheepskin picture from his arms, and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Huh?" When Huang Zhenyi saw the sheepskin picture, he was surprised, "Grandpa Liu, I seem to have seen this too." ”
"Hehe, you girl, you played with it when you were a child, hehe"
Huang Zhenyi stuck out her tongue, looking like a little girl.
Ma Xiaoquan took the parchment diagram, unfolded it, looked at it, and smiled.
Huang Zhenyi curiously came over and looked at it a few times, and said helplessly: "Why is it still that kind of text, what does my father mean is not understandable~~"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "This is not something you can understand, hehe, even if I can understand it, I may not be able to understand the meaning of your father's painting on this picture." ”
"You mean you can't understand it either?"
Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands: "Let's put it this way, the solar recorder I'm looking for, your father drew a exploded view of it on it, but I'm at this half-baked level, I'm afraid it will take some time to understand the model drawn by your father." ”
Uncle Liu interjected: "Oh, it's that slippery thing, uh-huh, I've seen it, the village chief said it, it seems to be called a solar recorder." It seems that I have given this picture to the right person. ”
Ma Xiaoquan didn't speak again, he quietly put away the drawings, but there was a storm in his heart.
With this parchment drawing, Ma Xiaoquan could break it down if he got a solar recorder.
In the letter written by Huang Jingming to Ma Xiaoquan before, the structure of the solar recorder was mentioned, and the most exciting thing for Ma Xiaoquan was that Huang Jingming left some important information in the solar recorder, but this information can only be obtained after the solar recorder is opened, however, Ma Xiaoquan is very interested in the information items mentioned in Huang Jingming's letter.
Originally, Ma Xiaoquan thought that only the two gold square coins needed to turn on the solar recorder, but now it seems that although the gold square money is also needed, it also needs professional dismantling technology.
patted the oilcloth bag beside him, Ma Xiaoquan sighed in his heart, this Huang Jingming is really powerful, and the tools are ready for me.
It's just that after tossing so much, what does Huang Jingming want to tell himself? Or rather, what did he leave behind? What was his real purpose in coming to the end of the Han Dynasty?
Ma Xiaoquan also asked Dr. Mingfa. However, about Huang Jingming's things, Mingfa's answer was very vague, especially when it came to the question of why Huang Jingming was attacked by the Heart of Time, Mingfa didn't say a word. Ma Xiaoquan understood that Mingfa must know something, otherwise, he would not have to return to the end of the Han Dynasty immediately after fusing the heart of time to find the solar recorder left by Huang Jingming.
"Hmm~~ Is it that Huang Jingming has mastered some secrets of the underground world?"
Ma Xiaoquan said something to himself, and Huang Zhenyi and Uncle Liu looked at each other.
"Hehe" Ma Xiaoquan reacted, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just talking about it casually, by the way, Uncle Liu, thank you." ”
Uncle Liu waved his hand: "Hehe, you are too polite, I should thank you, you helped me fulfill my wish, hehe" The more Uncle Liu spoke, the quieter his voice became, and he lost his voice when he spoke.
"Grandpa Liu~~" Huang Zhenyi suddenly realized something, and was so frightened that he pounced, hugged Uncle Liu, and shook it gently.
"Grandpa Liu, Grandpa Liu~~~" Huang Zhenyi kept calling, but Uncle Liu smiled serenely and remained motionless.
Ma Xiaoquan stood up and walked to Uncle Liu's side, stretched out his hand to probe his nose, shook his head and said, "The person is gone!" ”
Huang Zhenyi's eyes were red, and he shook his head and said, "Impossible, Grandpa Liu is just fine, how can he just leave?" Ma Xiaoquan, save Grandpa Liu, please, save him."
Ma Xiaoquan said helplessly: "It's too late, Uncle Liu must have finished talking to me with a breath." ”
"No, I don't believe it~~ Ma Xiaoquan, you lied to people, it was you who refused to save him~~"
"Smack~!" Before Huang Zhenyi finished speaking, Ma Xiaoquan slapped him.
"It's better for you to calm down, people can't be resurrected after death!"
Huang Zhenyi said stubbornly: "Then why don't you get old, why don't you die, why?" ”
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
"You can't tell, people like you who don't grow old and don't die can't understand our feelings at all, not at all!"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and said: "Yes, I really can't understand it, but do you know that I, Ma Xiaoquan, am also a person with family and parents, one day, I will watch my family, my parents, and my children grow old one by one, and even die, do you think my feelings will be better than yours?" I promise, I'm even worse than you! ”
Huang Zhenyi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
Ma Xiaoquan continued: "Many people, oh, for example, King Yingzheng of Qin, when they sent boys and girls to find the elixir of immortality, they wanted to live forever, why? Because he is the emperor, he has the right, and he wants to hold the power in his hands forever; There are also those concubines in the palace, because they are afraid that they will grow old, they will think of various ways to stay in their faces, for fear that they will fall out of favor However, this world is fair, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to escape the day when you will die of old age after all.
Ma Xiaoquan said this, paused and continued, "If I am given a chance, I would rather grow old slowly like a normal person than watch my family, my parents, children, and friends leave me one by one after a hundred years." ”
At this point, Huang Zhenyi fell completely silent.
Ma Xiaoquan exhaled and said: "I told you so much, I also hope that you will mourn, I haven't seen your father, and I don't know how much you hated and hated your father before, but it can be seen from Uncle Liu that you are a filial daughter." ”
Ma Xiaoquan's words made Huang Zhenyi burst into tears, and then he simply cried directly.
To Ma Xiaoquan's surprise, Huang Zhenyi's daughter was indifferent when she saw her mother crying.
Ma Xiaoquan was a little helpless, no matter how Huang Zhenyi looked, he was in his thirties, how could he cry when he cried?
"Okay, okay, don't cry, let's bury Uncle Liu."
As he spoke, Ma Xiaoquan picked up Uncle Liu and walked towards the door.
Opening the door, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised to find that the villagers had gathered at the door at some point, seeing Ma Xiaoquan carrying Uncle Liu on his back, the villagers made a way for Ma Xiaoquan in an orderly manner.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything, quietly carried Uncle Liu on his back, and walked outside the village entrance
Uncle Liu's funeral was held very simply, but every men, women and children in the village came.
Standing in front of Uncle Liu's grave, Ma Xiaoquan squatted down and picked up a handful of soil and sprinkled it on the grave, muttering: "Uncle Liu, thank you!" ”
Standing up, Ma Xiaoquan called to the source: "Yuan, I still don't understand, why Huang Jingming was subjected to the will of the historical origin, well, that is, your backlash did not die immediately, but Huang Jingming lived to Jian'an for six years?" What the hell are you hiding from me? ”
Yuan Chuanyin said: "Ma Xiaoquan, it's too early for you to know this, and when the time comes, I will share it with you." ”
Ma Xiaoquan was dissatisfied: "It's not fair, I think you know everything." ”
Source: "You're wrong Ma Xiaoquan, there is an area in your mind that I can't see, because it is the forbidden area of your consciousness, and it is you who close the door to consciousness, unless you open it yourself, otherwise I don't have any way Ma Xiaoquan, we can merge as one, presumably you are also a person with a story before this, you retired from the National Special Forces Brigade, there is definitely something else hidden, right?" ”
Yuan's words are right, Ma Xiaoquan was able to retire from the national special forces, indeed because of other things, just those things
Two days later, Ma Xiaoquan resigned to Huang Zhenyi.
"Are you sure you won't come with me?"
Huang Zhenyi shook his head, lowered his head and touched his daughter's little head: "I won't go, I don't belong outside, here, the best destination in my life is my daughter Ma Xiaoquan, I entrusted her to you, from now on, she is a member of your Ma family, whether you are willing to let her be a slave or maid, and even when she grows up, you accept her as a concubine, I will not ask again." ”
Ma Xiaoquan was surprised: "What kind of mess, I won't do this, don't worry, your daughter, I will teach her to read and write, teach her the truth of being a man, as for the future, that is the child's business." ”
After speaking, Ma Xiaoquan picked up Ma Zheng with one hand and Huang Zhenyi's daughter with the other, and walked towards the entrance of the village