I'm really immortal

Chapter 110
Regarding the little girl's words, Liu Chang'an didn't feel fluctuating in his heart. After living for so many years, he saved many people, a place, a city, a family, and a country. These situations are countless.

There are many people who suffer natural disasters, and there are many things that lead to the subjugation of the country and the extinction of the species. Throughout the ages, the heavens and the earth are not benevolent, and the saints are not benevolent.

Did she recognize the wrong person, or did she really recognize him?

This kind of situation is interesting, not to mention other people, if he himself has a portrait of a certain period passed down, let him go and see it now, I am afraid that he will not recognize it as his former self.

The name changes, the face changes, only the inside is eternal.

If you really recognize him, this is a gratifying thing. Finally, someone crossed the long river of history, plucked a wave hiding his appearance from the end of the rolling east, and came to the other end. In front of him.

But what is going on with her now that she is finally really mad at him to death?This resentment was a little frightening, and Liu Chang'an felt that this was probably the true expression of anger.

"Girl?" Liu Changan cupped his hands, his tone was as gentle as usual.

"This lady?"

"Hello."

After some salutations, the other party remained silent, and then Liu Chang'an carefully looked at the little girl in the coffin again.

There is still a bit of childishness in the little girl's face, but it still makes people feel that she can't tell her age. Of course, she must be two thousand years old. It is impossible to judge the age that was sealed when she entered the coffin. After all At that time, there were many grown-up women who were still delicate and pretty. Many princesses were noble and could do whatever they wanted, and it was not uncommon to see fairies like Zhu Juntang.

She has a hollowed-out gold hair accessory with uncut jade on her forehead, and neat bangs in front of her forehead, which is very rare. After all, women's hairstyles in the Han Dynasty often have a bare forehead, which makes the whole face look round like a cake.

The rest of the hair is divided into buns, towering over the top, and the rest of the hair is twisted into snakes and coiled around each other, interlocking with each other, inlaid with delicately carved headbands and thin gold-leaf flying bird utensils.

She was wrapped in layers of quilts, and she could see the plain gauze cicada clothes mixed with golden silk and jade. Naturally, the weight far exceeded Mrs. Xin Zhui's cicada clothes, which were less than one or two taels, but they were gorgeous and exquisite. More than anything.

The cicada clothes are covered on a black and red brocade robe. The gorgeous patterns on the embroidered robe are vaguely and magnificently beautiful, but those patterns secretly match the various patterns outside the coffin, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. .

Preliminary judgment shows that this is indeed a woman from the Western Han Dynasty. After all, the clothing of the Han Dynasty has been formulated in a more detailed and serious system during the Yongping period of Emperor Ming of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The seemingly gorgeous but casual clothing of this woman should be earlier.

Even when Liu Che changed his clothes, changed his clothes, and was still yellow, everyone didn’t have strict rules and regulations on how to dress. What impressed people was that Liu Bang didn’t allow those whose titles were below the public servant’s to wear the ones he used to make out of bamboo skin. The pavilion chief's hat... so rare.

Looking at the little girl's face again, Liu Chang'an couldn't remember for a while, so he had to slowly sort out the traces left by the past, turning forward little by little the pictures and fragmented memories settled in his mind.

In comparison, the memory of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period is clearer. After all, at that time, he would maintain a certain identity for a longer period of time. The memory was not broken due to frequent identity changes and recasting of the body. On the contrary, it was because of Liu Bang and his children and grandchildren. Because of the reason, Liu Changan changed his identity several times in a relatively short period of time, causing many memories to become less profound and clear.

I don't know how long after recalling it, Liu Changan felt his head was a little swollen, he stopped quickly, and asked her if he was okay, he didn't believe it, she insisted on eating so many hens from him, so she was really willing to be so angry to death?

No matter how you want to come back to life, take revenge on Liu Changan, a big enemy of 2000 years ago. It's too useless to just piss yourself off like this. Are you worthy of those who made this coffin to bury souls back then?
Liu Changan tried her breath, but there was nothing.

He squeezed her wrist and tested for a pulse, but nothing.

Stretching her hand into her bosom, there was no heartbeat, but her skin was still warm, which meant that she did not really die after being revived, otherwise Liu Changan would have been cold for so long in a daze.

She is not in the state of Mrs. Xin Zhui either. Mrs. Xin Zhui is really dead and has not come back to life.

This unprecedented and unheard of state cannot be determined by the life and death of ordinary people.

"You're such a pretty girl, can't you open your eyes and talk to me again? At least tell me how I have harmed you in the past, did I kill your whole family, or destroy your country?" Liu Changan said with great regret and expectation. Said.

"Why are you mad at yourself to death? Look at your pitiful dead face, but I am still calm and calm. You shouldn't jump out of the coffin in anger? This saying is for you! "

"There is a saying that good people don't live long, and evil people last for thousands of years... So I am really a evil person, but you are a good person? If it weren't for me, you would have killed a lot of people. Everyone is mutual. "

The little girl still didn't move at all, Liu Changan had two concerns in his heart, but he didn't rush for a while, so he pulled her back first.

After closing the coffin lid and closing the compartment door, Liu Changan drove the car back.

The lights outside the window were like a dragon, and the driver's seat of the transport vehicle was higher than ordinary vehicles. Looking left and right, the drivers on both sides showed strange and indifferent profiles below. Liu Changan recalled the moment when the little girl opened her mouth just now.

He felt joy.

This is an emotion that is different from the joy I get at any time. There are many expectations and deposits in my heart, no more fantasies, and a little apprehensive satisfaction.

After she finished speaking, there was no movement. It doesn't matter what she said, what matters is whether she will open her eyes to talk to him in the future?

"If I had known this earlier, I would never have harmed you no matter what... But if it weren't for this, wouldn't we have met today? We are no longer the people we were then, and the encounter that separated time and space, why bother?" Liu Changan talked to himself to persuade others, but he also realized that this little girl opened her eyes after 2000 years, and she still saw her big enemy. This kind of resentment can be imagined.

Forget it, let's keep raising her, if it's really not good for his blood energy or essence, please choose one, he wants to bring her back to life anyway.

"Oh!"

A dull and distant sound wave spread, Liu Changan looked at the green light in front of him, and as he drove past, he felt relieved. The coffin behind him really returned to its original state, and exuded an aura of coveting life. How does the little girl feel? Anyway, this coffin wants to support her on its own.

Liu Changan was also a little worried that she would become Mrs. Xin Zhui.

Going home and passing by the vegetable market, Liu Changan bought a pullet and threw it in. He originally wanted to wait until someone else gave it to him tomorrow, but thinking about how this little girl was so angry with him, Liu Changan was merciful and generous.

Liu Changan did not park the car under the plane tree again, but a little further away under the remote fence, and then walked back, thinking about eating noodles to deal with it tonight, when he saw Zhou Dongdong wearing her beautiful little flower He was wearing rain boots, holding a pair of large iron pliers in his hand, and was pinching into the puddle.

This pair of large iron pliers was given to Zhou Shuling to pick up coal balls, and it was a bit laborious for Zhou Dongdong to use. Liu Changan always felt that she was going to fall into the puddle in the next moment, but after looking for a while, there was nothing, so he walked over.

"What are you doing?" Liu Changan asked.

"I'm picking up loach." Zhou Dongdong sniffed and pointed at the loach floating up from the puddle, "The loach is all dead."

Zhou Dongdong was very sad. After all, he got up early and waited late, and fed the bean dregs for so long, rain or shine.

"It was thundered today, and everyone was killed." Liu Changan looked at it and said, he didn't check whether the loach was dead or not.

"Loach is so pitiful." Zhou Dongdong pointed to the small bucket beside him for playing with sand, which contained some loaches, and said sadly, "We can only eat them."

"I can't eat it." Liu Changan shook his head, "After being struck to death by lightning, the blood couldn't come out, and after soaking in water for so long, I couldn't eat it."

Zhou Dongdong looked at Liu Chang'an dully, and the big iron pliers in his hand fell into the puddle. Zhou Dongdong's child had never been so desperate. It was sad to think that the loach had died, but at least it was okay. After eating it, it was somewhat consoling, and now I know that the loach is not only dead, but also can't be eaten!

While crying loudly, Zhou Dongdong poured the dead loach in the keg back into the puddle.

"Bury it." Liu Changan came over with a shovel and filled the puddle.

Zhou Dongdong standing on the filled puddle, refusing to go home, what a tragic moment...is it really inedible?

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