Chapter 1420 Nothing
Sure enough, this wasn't just her guess.
Song Chunxue knew that when her memory began to falter, it proved that the triangular pyramid had not come to her by chance.
Master Han probably already knew something, which is why he gave it to her on purpose.
That senior once said that there was a seal on her soul.
Recently, she has felt the sensation of about to break free of her cage.
It's like having a draft on your skull; it's not pleasant.
"Senior brother, Master Han said there is a seal on my soul. Can you perform a divination for me now?"
"Soul seal?" Zhang Chengxuan put down his teacup and drew a nine-square grid on the table with his index finger. "Tell me something so I can see."
"No!" Xie Zheng pressed down on his arm. "Now you probably can't even calculate it. You'll be attacked. Forcibly prying into the secrets of heaven will not end well."
"Have you tried it?"
Hearing him speak so confidently and as if it were commonplace, Zhang Chengxuan knew that Xie Zheng had already tried it.
"Yes, I tried it." He admitted honestly, "I coughed up blood."
"..." Song Chunxue turned her head and frowned. "Really?"
Xie Zheng said, "I'm not lying to you, let him try."
Anyway, he knows Zhang Chengxuan; he won't be satisfied without giving it a try.
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
"Let's forget it!" Song Chunxue stopped her. "There's no need to make things difficult for yourself."
Zhang Chengxuan was not easily persuaded. He took out three copper coins and tossed them twice to get a divination result. Then he took out a booklet he always carried with him and started searching through it.
Xie Zheng watched quietly. Logically speaking, his senior brother should have memorized all sixty-four hexagrams, but he was flipping through them to make sure he remembered them correctly.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, the teapot used for brewing tea exploded. The ceramic teapot shattered into pieces, and tea splashed everywhere, landing on everyone.
Song Chunxue wiped her hand, then quickly raised her hand to press down on Zhang Chengxuan's arm and took the booklet from his hand.
Zhang Chengxuan did not stop him and slowly raised his head.
Two streams of red blood were seen flowing from under his nose.
"Don't try, senior brother, I'm sorry." Song Chunxue quickly got up and wiped the blood from his nose. "I already guessed it, but I just felt it was impossible. Perhaps there are other possibilities..."
She noticed her senior brother closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, so she poured out a pill and gave it to him, saying, "Take a boost."
Zhang Chengxuan smiled helplessly; his pale lips looked unsettling.
She picked up the triangular awl and put it into her storage ring. "If I had known, I would have continued my cultivation on the mountain. This result is not what I wanted to investigate."
She planned to return the triangular pyramid.
But she also knew in her heart that some things cannot be avoided by simply hiding from them.
"So, Xie Zheng, is it because you know there are unsolved mysteries surrounding her identity that you don't want to admit you've regained your memories?"
"Cough cough cough," Xie Zheng choked, patted his chest and looked at Zhang Chengxuan, "Not fully recovered, less than half."
"..."
“…” Zhang Chengxuan glanced at Song Chunxue, “Then what are you afraid of?”
“Senior brother, don’t pressure him. Whether he remembers or not, twenty years have passed, and it’s too late now. I have my own plans, and he has his own path to walk.” Song Chunxue raised her teacup and said seriously, “If I were to brag to someone thirty years ago, I wouldn’t have dared to make up an account of knowing such a powerful official.”
"you……"
“I’m telling the truth,” Song Chunxue said, looking at Xie Zheng with a cool gaze, “If it weren’t for my senior brother’s insistence on bringing us together, we might be living our own lives quite comfortably now. This is good enough.”
"..." Xie Zheng clenched his fist, then opened it weakly after a moment, nodding in agreement while avoiding her gaze, "That's right, it's good."
Feeling bored, Zhang Chengxuan got up and walked out, saying, "I'm going to the outhouse."
Xie Zheng stood up. "I'll go find a broom to clean up."
Song Chunxue did not stop her.
A short while later, he took a broom and clumsily swept the broken pieces of the tea canister from the ground into the dustpan.
"Let me do it, you can't do it." Song Chunxue couldn't stand his clumsy way of doing it.
Xie Zheng stood aside, watching how skillfully she handled the broom.
"actually……"
"explain!"
"nothing."
Song Chunxue dropped the broom, strode up to him, grabbed his collar, and pulled him toward her.
“I hate you for being so indecisive,” Song Chunxue said in a deep voice. “Actually, I prefer a man who is decisive and straightforward, even to the point of forcing me, and you are clearly not one of those men.”
"Then you..." Xie Zheng lowered his eyes and let her pull him along, "It's not too late to go find them now."
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