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Chapter 197 Lost Memories

This ballad that An Rushuang once sang to Zuo Shisan has long been known by heart.

Just after Zuo Shisan finished humming softly, An Rushuang, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened her mouth and gently called Zuo Shisan's name:

"Thirteen, thirteen..."

After Zuo Shisan heard this, his whole body was cheered up. He agreed softly and at the same time held An Rushuang's hand tightly.

An Rushuang frowned and fell asleep again.

Zuo Shisan looked at An Rushuang who continued to sleep. The thick layer of haze that had been covering his heart was finally illuminated by a beam of light. At this moment, he showed a long-lost smile...

Seeing An Rushuang sleeping soundly in the room, the thirteenth person from the left gently stood up, opened the door and walked out, closing the door smoothly.

At this time, the fat man came over from the courtyard with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Zuo Shisan and asked:

"Senior brother, is my sister-in-law asleep again?"

Thirteen from the left nodded:

"I fell asleep, but today was fine. She kept calling my name in my dream."

The fat man raised his eyebrows upon hearing this;

"Senior brother, this is a good sign. It means that my sister-in-law's memory of you is still there, but it may be sealed."

What the fat man said immediately woke up Zuo Shisan.

Zuo Shisan woke up in an instant. An Rushuang's current situation was probably caused by some kind of power in her body that sealed all the previous memories, rather than suffering from amnesia.

They were wrong from the start.

It seems that if you want to solve the problem of An Rushuang's memory, you must start with the thing in her body that seals her memory.

"Senior brother, what are you thinking about?" The fat man said nothing when he saw Zuo Thirteen was half paid.

"It's okay, by the way, fat man, help me go down the mountain to buy some fruit." Zuo Shisan said.

"Okay, I'll go now." The fat man said, returning to the room, picking up the car keys and walking quickly outside the gate.

At this time, Zuo Shisan and Taotie were the only ones left in the entire Qingzhu Temple courtyard.

Zuo Shisan sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard and took out the Eastern Jin Dynasty gilt-inscribed bronze bell that he bought from the Longcheng underground auction today from his backpack.

The gilt inscription on it has a strange style, like the Western Han Dynasty. There are four lifelike racing horses engraved on the inner wall of the bronze bell. The four racing horses all show a running posture, with their heads held high and their chests held high, majestic.

In fact, Zuo Shisan couldn't understand the gilt inscription on the bronze bell at all, so he thought about it and finally called Captain Peng Peng Changsheng.

Peng Changsheng is the deputy director of the Institute of Ancient Culture and has in-depth research on ancient symbols and inscriptions.

But just as the call came through, Zuo Shisan suddenly hung up. At the same time, a very shocked expression appeared on his face!

The moment Zuo Shisan answered the call, he suddenly thought of a detail that made him feel chills running down his spine!

That is the Nine-Headed Buddha!

The Nine-Headed Buddha who appeared at the Longcheng underground auction this time had met him before, and even Qingyou had a fight with him, but why didn't she remember it until now? All her previous memories of the Nine-Headed Buddha were blank.

.

Is there something wrong with my own memory?

Just as Zuo Shisan was thinking, the cell phone in his hand suddenly rang. Zuo Shisan looked down and saw that it was Peng Changsheng calling him back.

"Hello, Captain Peng." Zuo Shisan answered the phone.

"Xiao Zuo, why are you calling me so late?" Peng Changsheng's voice was a little tired.

"Captain Peng, I recently bought a gilt-inscribed bronze bell from the Eastern Jin Dynasty at an auction. It is covered with all kinds of weird inscriptions. I want you to help me take a look at it. What is the inscription on it?

Meaning." Zuo Shisan said directly.

After hearing this, Peng Changsheng immediately became energetic:

"Xiao Zuo, take a photo and send it to me right now. Take it carefully. I'll take a look at it for you now."

"Okay, I'm going to go now, sorry to bother you." After Zuo Shisan said, he hung up the phone and returned to the room with the gilt-inscribed bronze bell in his hand and started taking pictures.

After Zuo Shisan sent the photo to Peng Changsheng, it didn’t take long for Peng Changsheng to call:

"Xiao Zuo, tell me the truth, where did this thing come from?"

Zuo Shisan said truthfully:

"Captain Peng, it is indeed me who bought it from the auction. The invoice and certificate are all here."

Peng Changsheng continued:

"It's fine if it was bought at the auction. I think the rust stains on it are probably cultural relics unearthed from the ground. Just wait a moment while I look for my eyes and help you read the inscriptions on it."

Peng Changsheng hung up the phone. At this time, Zuo Shisan's mind was not at all on the gilded bronze bell with inscriptions, but on the Nine-Headed Buddha.

When I met him for the second time, it was like meeting a stranger, and Nie Ling'er on the side seemed to know this, and even took the initiative to help introduce him. Could it be that Nine-Headed Buddha has the ability to seal other people's memories?

Maybe An Rushuang's amnesia has something to do with him?

The whole thing gradually took shape, and Zuo Shisan began to make a decision in his mind: He would contact Nie Ling'er early tomorrow morning, and he might be able to find out the secret about the Nine-Headed Buddha from her.

After Fatty bought the fruit, Zuo Shisan picked two apples and sugar cane, peeled them, washed them and put them in An Rushuang's room.

Late at night, Zuo Shisan asked Fatty to go back to his room to rest first, and he stood guard at the door of An Rushuang's room to prevent her from waking up and walking away.



One night passed, Zuo Shisan kept trying to practice meditation while keeping vigil, but could not successfully complete it.

In the early morning, Zuo Shisan got up and moved his limbs. Through the window, he saw An Rushuang still lying on the bed and not waking up. He felt a little worried, so he gently opened the door and walked in.

Arriving at An Rushuang's bed, Zuo Shisan felt relieved when he saw An Rushuang's face was rosy and her breathing was natural.

Zuo Shisan had just walked out of the room when he heard the sound of a car outside.

Soon someone knocked on the door of Qingzhu Temple.

"Who is it?!" Zuo Shisan agreed and walked quickly towards the gate.

"Comrade Xiao Zuo, it's me, open the door quickly." Peng Changsheng's voice sounded outside the door.

After Zuo Shisan heard this, he quickly ran over and helped Peng Changsheng open the gate.

After the door opened, Zuo Shisan saw Shang Yunsu following Peng Changsheng.

After Shang Yunsu saw Zuo Shisan, he waved at her and said with a smile:

"Left Thirteen, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Zuo Shisan said and invited Peng Changsheng and Monk Yunsu into the courtyard of Qingzhu Temple.

As soon as Peng Changsheng walked into the courtyard, he asked Zuo Shisan:

"Comrade Xiao Zuo, quickly take out the gilt-inscribed bronze bell you sent me yesterday and show it to me. There are still a few inscriptions on it that I haven't deciphered. I have to see the real thing."

Peng Changsheng's words are full of desire to study the cultural relics of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

"Captain Peng, please come this way." Zuo Shisan said, inviting Peng Changsheng and Shang Yunsu into his room.


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