"Uncle, are you alright?"

The little girl asked delicately.

Xiao Jinghuan saw that the man was wearing a black down jacket, a long one, wearing a crimson cashmere hat on his head, and a thick cashmere scarf around his neck, and he was bending his body and rubbing his aching thighs there, as if he had been hit and hurt, and he didn't squeak.

The owner of the tricycle fell to the ground, scolding in his mouth: "Are you looking for death?" Compensation"

The man in the black down jacket still ignored it.

"Thank you, sir, if you hadn't blocked like this, I would have been hit. You...... Are you all right...... Otherwise, I'll call a car and take you to the hospital......"

Xiao Jinghuan poked his head to see what he looked like?

The man turned his head, wearing a big white mask on his face, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a light layer of color on the lenses, that is, you can't see what those eyes look like.

What a strange person.

After looking at her for a few moments, he turned around and limped away.

"Sir."

Why is this man so weird-tempered?

Is this an attempt to be a good person without leaving a name?

As usual, she would definitely ignore it, but today, as if she had fallen into an evil spirit, she chased after her.

"That's a great gratitude...... I'll give you a baked sweet potato......"

She ran up and handed over the hot, paper-bag-filled roasted sweet potato in her hand.

I thought he would definitely not answer, but who would think, this person hesitated for a moment and actually took it.

"So you like to eat baked sweet potatoes too......"

She smiled wide.

"Hmm...... Thank you ......."

The voice is very hoarse and dark, not like Shao Feng's very clear and calm voice, it sounds like the kind of man who is a little old, but from the clothes on his body, it seems that he should not be particularly old, quite young.

Her heart was inexplicably a little lost.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?"

Again, she confirmed.

"It's fine."

He stood there straight as a pine, looking tall and thin......

"Oh, then I'll take care of other people's business...... Thanks......"

With a bright smile, she waved at him and went to buy sweet potatoes again.

The man stood there silently.

"Grandma, two more big."

"Girl, are you so small, can you eat such two big ones?"

"I'll eat one and I'll take the other to my friends......"

Xiao Jinghuan paid the money, and when she turned her head to look, the man was gone.

She glanced at the two hot sweet potatoes in her hands, let out a long breath, and was about to leave, when someone stopped her:

"Miss, you've dropped something......"

Is it?

She looked down, and there was a sandalwood bead bracelet at her feet.

The beads are very small, smooth and round, pure black, a string of black beads embedded in a jade bead, carved with a word "Huan", the size is twice as large as the others, the handwriting is carved very familiar......

It's as if Shao Feng carved it himself after writing it......

Shao Feng......

That person just now was Shao Feng?

This thought, when flashed in her mind, she couldn't help but beat a spirit, and then laughed self-deprecatingly, and a voice reminded herself:

Fool, Shao Feng is dead, and has been dead for several years, how can he still be alive?

But if he died, how could the bead be explained?

Another voice asked.

Fool, in this world, you are not the only one with the word "Huan" in your name.

It must be so, it is absolutely so, there is no such thing as resurrection from the dead in this world......

So, what if there is?

Dear Xiao Jinghuan, now you are Changning's wife, if Shao Feng is still alive, what can you do?

Oh hell, this assumption, it's so messy.

She refused to think deeply, patted her face lightly with her hand, walked into the teahouse, and went straight to the private room, in her mind, trying very hard to leave this accident behind.

There is no such what if.

*

"Lao Peng, I just bought sweet potatoes, I'm angry enough, I'll buy one for you."

As soon as he entered the box, Xiao Jinghuan showed his friendship and *** naked.

Peng Boran hugged his chest and looked at her:

"Don't you like to eat? Why don't you like it, but buy it every time you see it? What's wrong with you? Obsessive-compulsive disorder? ”

This lack of appreciation made her stiffen for a moment, and only after a while did she continue:

"What's not like to eat? I just choked on it easily. ”

Pulling a few napkins and spreading them on the table, she broke the yellow-hearted sweet potato in two, and the air was suddenly occupied by a strong smell.

"Every time you eat sweet potatoes, you think of Shao Feng. Ah Xiao, after all, you are still worried about his ......"

These words hit the nail on the head.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Jinghuan glanced at him and ate in small bites:

"No one who has passed in my life can completely forget it, but this is not different from my current life......

Peng Boran opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

"Nothing more......"

Xiao Jinghuan blew and said vaguely:

"Don't talk nonsense. Let's get to the point...... What do you call me to come over for? ”

"Regarding Xue Xiaoyu's death, I have made some very interesting discoveries."

He retrieved the computer and called up the file.

"What's that?"

Xiao Jinghuan pulled out a wet towel from his bag, wiped his hands and mouth, and leaned over to look.

"The Xue family has an heirloom antique map, and before the accident, Xue Xiaoyu took it from his home before he died.

"I recently learned about this from her sister Bai Congcong. Her sister heard about it from her mother.

"So, Xue Xiaoyu's accident may be because of this antique map......

"This is the picture of that map......

"It looks very old......

"Ah Xiao...... What happened to you? Anything new? ”

Peng Boran saw Xiao Jinghuan's eyes glazed.

"This ...... This is something from the Western Han Dynasty......"

She snatched the notebook and looked at it carefully, and her tone must have been incomparable:

"That's right, it's something from the Western Han Dynasty."

"How do you know? And so sure? ”

Peng Boran stared:

"Have you ever seen a map like this?"

"It should be said that we have three ...... in our house"

Before, she went to her brother's house to see those maps, out-and-out antiques, I didn't expect that Xue Xiaoyu also had them, what does this mean?

"Actually, we have it at home."

Peng Boran suddenly picked up such a sentence, which made Xiao Jinghuan's eyes widen suddenly.

"Could it be...... Your ancestors ...... It's also ......."

"The descendants of the eight guards under the throne of the Western Han Dynasty......

Hehehe......

What's going on?

"Your family also has such a mission that has been passed down, the mission of protecting a map?"

Xiao Jinghuan blinked his eyes, with amazement in his heart.

"Yes. There is a ...... And it is a thing that is passed on to men but not women, guarded from generation to generation, no matter how poor it is, it can't be sold, and it has to be preserved no matter how profitable it is. Resting in a special box......"

When Peng Boran said this, his tone changed:

"It's a sky-high price now, and three years ago, I was in an auction in the United States, and one of them was a similar map, which was sold by a man surnamed Ye for eight figures. And I'm not sure if it's the real thing, or if it's a fake......"

Eight figures?

This news is really shocking.

"I heard that this map is composed of 11 pieces. Now, there are three pieces in our family, you have one, one of which you said was taken away, and if you say that the Xue family also has one, it means that there are five pieces outside that are missing. Lao Peng, do you know who the other five holders are? ”

Peng Boran shook his head: "I don't know." But I know anyone who has been wanting to get their hands on these maps? ”

"Who?"

Xiao Jinghuan was curious to death, this matter is really getting more and more mysterious now.

"I don't know. I've been looking it up. But the other party is very, very powerful......"

"How do you know that the other person is very, very powerful?"

Xiao Jinghuan asked.

Peng Boran was silent for a moment: "Do you know why I came on this path? Not because of how I like the profession, but because I want to find out the truth. ”

"What truth?"

"The truth about my father's death."

For this reason, Xiao Jinghuan heard it for the first time today.

--- digression--- there is one more more.