I've always had a lot of doubts about that incident, and I've asked Qin Lao before, but they're all secretive about it, but I can clearly feel that they seem to know something, and they deliberately don't tell me.

Now, Qin Zixuan has woken up, and the answer seems to be ready to come out, but my mood seems a little heavy, not narcissistic, not self-feeling, but in this series of things, I also slowly discovered my own abnormality, I try to avoid thinking about these things, try to think that I am just pure luck, and love to dream.

But no matter what, what should be faced is still to be faced.

I took the high-speed train back to Chengdu, surrounded by the protection of a group of fierce people, during the period of excavation of Yang Yuhuan's tomb, it happened that the Xicheng high-speed rail was opened, in fact, in comparison, taking the high-speed rail is indeed much more comfortable than taking a plane.

When I arrived at Chengdu East Railway Station, I saw Qin Lao waiting for me there, he was wearing a Tang costume, and there were several people around him to protect him, which was very conspicuous.

He came to pick me up, which made me a little uncomfortable, which seemed a little too grandiose and a little too deliberate.

Qin Lao smiled, took the initiative to hug me, and said "hard work" In fact, the trip to Luoyang, I can't talk about hard work, but I did go through a toss, I got into the same car with Qin Lao, I asked him, is it going to the hospital, he replied, go to his house.

Qin Zixuan has been discharged from the hospital, and her condition is much better than I expected, Zixuan's body has not had other problems because of her long sleep.

The car drove into Qin Lao's home, which is a building similar to a courtyard house, with a good surrounding scenery and a suitable place for recuperation.

Qin Lao wanted to drink some tea with me, chat for a while, and talk to me, but I refused, I said, I want to go directly to see Qin Zixuan, Qin Lao sighed, nodded, and agreed.

I went upstairs, and just around the corner, I heard the voices of several women talking in the opposite room, they were talking about things, communicating something, there was no laughter, and there was no enthusiasm, the atmosphere seemed a little cold, but this was very in line with Qin Zixuan's character.

There was a maid standing at the door, she saw me coming, a little surprised, she knew me, I motioned for her to open the door, I was so anxious that I even asked to inform the people inside that I was coming, maybe because I had been a master for too long, and they have always been respectful to me.

I myself was a little inflated, or maybe I wanted to know too much, the truth in the tomb that day, I was a little anxious, I pushed open the door, there were three women inside, Qin Zixuan was lying on the bed, and when I walked in, the three women fell silent all of a sudden.

Two women I didn't know got up from the bed and nodded slightly to me, obviously, they also knew who I was, I nodded to them too, just as I was about to say some words of care and condolence to Qin Zixuan, Qin Zixuan suddenly put the quilt on his head, curled up in the corner of the bed, trembling.

I was a little embarrassed and a little baffled, and I even wondered if she was joking with me.

But it really didn't feel like a joke, because in addition to shaking, she was crying and laughing, shouting for me not to go near her and let me go.

I was a little embarrassed, and so were the two women in the bedroom, who didn't dare to scold me for leaving, or even to express their dissatisfaction with the effects of my trespass.

I didn't leave, and I couldn't just leave, I motioned for the two women to leave, and they also obediently walked out of the bedroom, and then, I walked to Qin Zixuan's bedside, looking at her in the quilt, I knew that I was doing it a little too much, especially for patients, but I was eager to know why.

She had been unconscious for so long, and because of that, her fear of me must have come from what had happened in the tomb that day, and I reached out and patted her on the quilt, and she trembled even more, she was such a strong, so confident, so bold a girl.

But now, in front of me, like a frightened little sheep, I sat down on the edge of the bed and asked, "I want to know what happened in the tomb that day, why you lay in the coffin, and how I got out." ”

"I don't know, I don't know, you go away, you go away, don't bother me, don't appear in front of me!!"

"Tell me about that day and I'll go."

Qin Zixuan didn't speak again, she was still hiding in the quilt, at this time, she was like two people in my previous impression.

Inexplicably, I felt some guilt in my heart, as if I was the mastermind behind all this, the initiator, the atmosphere in the bedroom was deadlocked, I kept asking, she just didn't answer, she seemed to be hiding from something, resisting something, she didn't seem to want to remember the events of that day at all.

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open again, and Qin Lao stood at the door:

"Master, come out, let Zixuan have a good rest, she just woke up not long ago."

"You don't care." I blurted out these three words directly, yes, at that time, it was not only Qin Zixuan who was a little crazy, but also me, Qin Zixuan's reaction further stimulated me, eager to know the determination to know what happened that day.

You can say that I am disrespectful, or you can say that I am over-inflated, but at this time, no one can stop me from knowing the truth, and this is the truth that happened to me, even if it is Qin Lao, I will not give him any face at this time.

"Master, let's go out first." Qin Lao lowered his voice and appeared a little deep, which was a manifestation of his dissatisfaction.

"Get out of here."

My hand was pointed directly at him, simple, crisp, direct, clear.

Yes, it was you who took them and pushed me into the position of the master, but I am now a master, and no one can stop me from what I want to know.

Because it involves a deeper reason why my grandfather passed on the position to me.

"Master." Qin Lao silently took a step back, the original confrontation between the tip of the needle and Mai Mang, ended with his retreat, in the Faqiu Gate, I said that there is no other, and slowly, I am already slowly becoming proficient in this feeling, and I am beginning to adapt to this role.

"Whoa." The quilt was lifted, Qin Zixuan sat on the bed, her hair was a little scattered, her lips were a little pale, but her eyes were still staring at me, with a kind of hatred that made me inexplicable.

"Okay, you want to know, then I'll tell you......"