Leng Lintian perked up and dug a few more times, and sure enough, he saw a black box lid.
After digging for more than an hour, my efforts were finally not in vain...
Jing Jiaren wanted to help, but Leng Lintian didn't allow it at all.
"You will hinder my work here..." Leng Lintian's voice was hoarse. He picked up the stick with his left hand and inserted it everywhere to determine the size of the box.
Leng Lintian's iron hand was throwing faster. He had already taken off his cavalry jacket and threw it aside. His blue turtleneck shirt was stained with mud, and his boots were also covered with mud.
Jing Jiaren sat on her knees and saw that the box was unearthed. It was very airtight and had a big lock on it.
"Leng Lintian, key."
"On you."
"When did you give it back to me?"
Leng Lintian held her hat with his left hand and put it on her head. Countless petals fell down, and the petals got into her neck, and there was something cool against it.
Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand and got the cross key.
"Why did you put so many flowers in my hat..." She slapped, and the flowers fell from her hair, onto her skirt, and everywhere.
Leng Lintian's eyes were blurred, staring at her closely...
Jing Jiaren turned away and put the key into the keyhole and tried it: "Great, it matches."
Leng Lintian smiled: "Why don't you open it?"
"It's too dirty. There's mud outside. Go back and clean it before opening it."
The box is twice the size of an ordinary shoe box, made of antiseptic wood, thick and heavy.
Leng Lintian's breathing was a little breathless: "You are happy to get what you want?"
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip lightly: "Well, thank you, Leng..."
Before Jing Jiaren finished speaking, Leng Lintian's eyelashes trembled and he fell into the hole where he had just dug the box.
Just when her head hit the pit, Jing Jiaren was startled and broke into a cold sweat.
"Leng Lintian, don't scare me!"
Jing Jiaren tugged on his arm, but it couldn't be pulled, so she hurriedly stood up and looked down the mountain.
"Leng Lintian, should I go call someone now? You wait for me...you must wait for me..."
Leng Lintian's shoulders moved and he struggled to get up.
Junyi Feifan's face was stained with mud. He wiped it with his hands, and there was even more mud on his hands.
"Wife."
Seeing Leng Lintian wake up, Jing Jiaren stepped back and asked, "How are you?"
"Wipe my eyes for me."
Jing Jiaren
I wiped him carefully with the sleeve of my clothes.
A smile appeared at the corner of Leng Lintian's mouth, and his opened eyes were like two bottomless abyss: "Wife, you are so good to me."
good?!
Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, her heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a needle: "You wait here, I'll call someone."
"No, I can leave. Let's go back."
He forced himself to stand up and staggered.
Jing Jiaren hurriedly stretched out her hand to support him, really afraid that he would faint again.
However, he bent down and picked up the big box.
"Stop making trouble! You can't even walk by yourself, why are you still holding this?"
Leng Lintian was very stubborn and walked down the mountain with the box in his arms.
Jing Jiaren wanted to stop him, but was afraid that she would knock him down as soon as she pulled him, so she quickly picked up his clothes and boots from the ground and followed: "Leng Lintian, please put your shoes on..."
Every step Leng Lintian took, his body was breathing fire.
His vision was crooked, and his steps were heavy, as if he were walking in a mud pond, and it was difficult to walk through every step.