The light of the setting sun fell on him, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were the knives carved by time.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, dazed for a while, walked forward, opened the booklet in her hand, and handed it to him.
In the booklet is a recipe written by her.
Whether it was the content of the formula or the handwriting on the paper, Mr. Liu He's expression changed drastically.
He looked slowly and raised his head: "You are..."
"Ah Li from the former Dingguo Duke's Mansion." Xia Zhaoyi said.
Mr. Liu He looked at her, then back at the booklet, then looked up at her again, his lips trembling.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Uncle Liu is busy first. When you are done, I'll treat Uncle Liu to a drink."
The word "Uncle Liu" made the tip of Mr. Liu He's nose instantly sore, followed by a blush in his eyes.
"Okay," Mr. Liu He nodded and said with a trembling voice, "Okay."
Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to affect Mr. Liu He's life too much. He visited today because he simply didn't want the wine in his hand to go to waste.
She waited quietly on the path outside, the willow branches caressing her gently, everything was peaceful, and the setting sun spread a warm blanket over the world.
Mr. Liu He finally finished his work and took Xia Zhaoyi back to his small house after cleaning his hands.
Along the way, the two of them talked about the changes in local customs and customs, and rarely mentioned the past, especially the Dingguo Palace.
But the girl's call to Uncle Liu finally touched Mr. Liu He's heart.
Because he had a strong smell, Mr. Liu He wanted to take a bath first, so he asked Xia Zhaoyi to wait a little longer.
There are many books in his home, so Xia Zhaoyi will not be bored if he can read them at will.
But accidentally, she found the unknown book that once shocked all their teachers.
The book is very new and has been turned over very rarely. The words "Feng Qingang" are found in the corner of the cover.
When she opened the book, the pictures and text she saw completely overlapped with those in her memory. She casually flipped to the brain-eating flower at the back, but she couldn't turn further.
Putting this book on the table, she went to look through the others, but by coincidence, she found several brand new books. There was no signature of Feng Qingang, but the patterns and words in the books were even more crazy and outrageous.
Xia Zhaoyi took a deep breath, endured the numbness of his scalp, read it, and placed the book on the desk as well.
After Mr. Liu He took a bath and changed into a spring green shirt, he came back and saw the girl reading quietly in front of the bookshelf, and said, "My dear nephew."
Xia Zhaoyi raised his head, and Mr. Liu He's delicate appearance finally had a hint of a scholar.
"Uncle Liu." Xia Zhaoyi said.
Mr. Liu He's eyes fell on the book in Xia Zhaoyi's hand, and he asked curiously: "This is..."
"The book is brand new," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Uncle Liu may have never touched it."
Mr. Liu He smiled awkwardly: "I love buying and collecting books, but I rarely have time to read them."
Xia Zhaoyi knew that he was just lazy.
She picked up a book on the desk, handed it to her and said, "Uncle Liu took a look at this cover. Do you have any impression of where you got it?"
"Feng Qingang," Mr. Liu He read the words in the corner and shook his head, "It seems that it has been a while, I really can't remember. I love to buy books when I see them, but after buying them..."
He paused, embarrassed to continue speaking, and lowered his head to open the pages of the book.
It was fine at the front, his eyes were bright and he said it was wonderful.
Turning over the back, the still rosy complexion gradually turned yellow and white, and I almost vomited.
"There is such a book in the world!" Mr. Liu He closed the book like a needle and threw it on the slip.
Afraid that the girl beside him might misunderstand, he turned his head and looked into the girl's clear and bright eyes: "That's not the case. I really can't remember where I bought this book, and I'm not interested in it."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and picked up the other books on the case: "These are all."
"My dear nephew, this..."
"Uncle Liu tried his best to think about it," Xia Zhaoyi handed over a stack of books, "This book has something to do with me. I have been wanting to investigate for these years, but I have been unable to find out. My master has found some, but it is not exhaustive.
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"I really can't remember it all," Mr. Liu He sighed. "All the books I have collected in my short life are laid out here. Some of them have been there for thirty years, and I have never even read them. In this way, I also
Go and check, if I can find out, how can I tell my nephew?"
"Don't," Xia Zhaoyi suppressed his smile and said solemnly, "They are not kind people. Uncle Liu, don't get involved too much. If you can't think of it, don't think about it. If you have contact again in the future, please keep it in mind.
Just write to me and don't contact me."
It can even be said that she is not afraid of Li Zhi, not afraid of Song Zhiyi, and is not afraid of any power, but it was only during that period in the Qianqiu Palace that she felt the deepest fear.
The abyss seemed to have a pair of eyes, staring straight at her.
Just like the cold feeling when she held her own ashes in her hands, the gaze that seemed to come from eternity made her feel small and cowardly, without any power to resist.
Mr. Liu He raised his eyebrows lightly and nodded: "Well, then I still need a way to communicate with my nephew."
"The method..." Xia Zhaoyi said thoughtfully, "Indeed, there is also a way, but I haven't thought about it yet."
Walking left to Zizhuang Ferry, the shop she bought was originally intended to be used to store letters and serve as a contact point, but it was too far away.
And one point of contact is never enough.
Fushang County is a good place here, and it would be a good idea to set up a point here.
However, she didn't want to affect or disturb Uncle Liu's life, so besides waiting for Shen Lie these days, she also had to find a way to set up a location here or nearby, and she also needed someone she could trust.
But apart from Mr. Liuhe, she knew no one else in Fushang County.
"Huh? What does this mean, nephew?" Mr. Liu He said.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm on the run this time, so I haven't made any plans at the moment. In this case, Uncle Liu, I'll send someone to look for you in two months, and then I'll contact you
I’ll tell you the way, what do you think?”
"Escape?" Mr. Liu He asked in surprise.
"Yeah," Xia Zhaoyi nodded, still smiling sweetly, "escape."
Mr. Liu He frowned and looked at the girl in front of him.
To be honest, he has always been called a slippery man and an old fox. When chatting with him, he sets the pace and a group of people relies on him to fool them.
But in front of this girl, he could not move even half a step. The conversation was serious but also relaxed.
And the word "escape" is said so lightly and easily, and this temperament is really... a bit like her.
Mr. Liu He sighed, leaving aside those who could not escape, and said: "My dear nephew, you are hungry. How about I go to the kitchen to make you something to eat, and you can rest here tonight."
"No," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I still have some things to do and I have to leave first. I may not come back later, but..."
She frowned slightly and turned her eyes to look around.
Mr. Liuhe waited patiently for her to continue.
"Uncle Liu, do you have a special spice, a rare one, the more unique the better." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Of course there is, what does my nephew want to do?"
"Send me an old friend," Xia Zhaoyi looked away and smiled at Mr. Liu He, "I will meet him in the next two days tomorrow, but I suddenly remembered that I haven't prepared a gift yet, so I have to help Uncle Liu!"
