At this moment, Liang Meng didn't take these two sentences to heart.
Later when I thought about it, I realized that everything had a meaning.
For now, the sword can be put aside for now. She thinks the jade pendant in the painting is worth studying.
She had a feeling that this jade pendant might be the key to opening the tomb.
"Washwood."
"kindness?"
"Have you seen this jade pendant?"
"Yes."
"See you? Great, where?"
"Here."
As Zhuomu spoke, he began to unbuckle his belt and take off his clothes.
Liang Meng:!!!!!!
"What are you doing?!"
Liang Meng quickly covered his eyes and turned his back.
"Here. Look."
Turning around hesitantly, Liang Meng saw that Zhuomu had already pulled his clothes down to his chest. He quickly covered his eyes again.
I was so depressed: What kind of kid is this? How could he take off his clothes in front of girls? If it weren't for your stupidity, I would definitely treat him as a hooligan and beat him up.
"Here."
Zhuo Mu pointed his finger at his chest excitedly. Liang Meng left a slight gap between his fingers and looked over with slightly squinted eyes.
On Zhuomu's broad, white chest, there was a jade pendant tattooed that was exactly the same as the one in the painting.
The only difference is the color. The one in the painting is yellow, while the one on Zhuo Mu's chest is blood red.
"Is this... a birthmark?"
Zhuomu shook his head and muttered, "I don't know."
Liang Meng asked Zhuomu to put on his clothes, but Zhuomu pouted and looked reluctant.
"Zhuomu, besides the one on you, do you know where this jade is?"
Zhuo Mu stopped tying his belt, tilted his head, and slightly frowned his thick, dark, heroic eyebrows, obviously trying hard to recall.
Liang Meng knew it was a waste of time to ask when she saw his expression.
I thought the key was hidden in this secret room, but it turned out to be just a picture. Liang Meng sighed, shook his head, and walked out.
As soon as he reached the iron gate, his clothes were grabbed.
Liang Meng turned around and saw Zhumu's face flushed red like a child who had made a mistake. He kept rubbing his hands that were holding Liang Meng's sleeves.
"What's wrong?"
"Was it...taken away?"
"Huh? What was taken away?"
Zhuomu lowered his head and said nothing, but Liang Meng suddenly understood.
"You said the jade was stolen?"
Like a wilted eggplant, Zhuomu nodded.
"Was it stolen by the people of Wangcheng?"
Zhuomu nodded again.
Liang Meng was both happy and worried. Happy because he finally knew the whereabouts of the key. Worried because getting the key would require a bloody battle.
No wonder the veiled woman wanted to spare Zhuomu's life. It turned out that she wanted to leave someone to tell her that the key had been stolen by them.
cut!
Liang Meng scoffed. She was afraid of them? What a joke!
Since those two guys in Wangcheng are waiting for me, I'll go and teach them a good lesson.
But what about Zhuomu?
Liang Meng kept rubbing his chin with his fingers, feeling a little worried.
I don't know if it's safe to just leave the Zhuomu here.
This is the only one left in Yacheng. Even though it sounds stupid, I have to protect it.
Finally, Liang Meng compromised between taking it with her and not taking it with her. She decided to put the Zhuomu in a room where she had set up a barrier.
Of course, she would prepare enough water and food for Zhuomu.
As for the future...well, let's talk about it after I get the key.
Who knew that when Zhuomu was pulled into the house with the barrier and sat down, he seemed to feel that he was about to be abandoned, and he held on to Liang Meng's long gown tightly with both hands and refused to let go.
Soft, hard, intimidation, coaxing... all the tricks were used, but the little fool just pouted and looked at Liang Meng with grievance, shaking his head. He looked so tearful, as if if Liang Meng slapped his hand away, he would immediately burst into tears.
There was no other way, so Liang Meng finally took Zhuo Mu with her. After all, she was worried about Zhuo Mu staying here alone.
Fortunately, although the child was stupid, he didn't cause her much trouble along the way.
On the contrary, he took great care of Liang Meng.
It seems that Liang Meng is the child who is completely unable to take care of himself.
When it was hot, he would fan himself with his hat. Even though his face was covered in sweat, if I asked him to take a break and stop fanning himself, he would wipe his face with the rough surface of his sleeve, smile in a very naive way, and say that he was not hot.
Every time they walked, they would ask Liang Meng if she was thirsty. In order to avoid being too burdensome, there was not much water in the water bag. Liang Meng would not drink unless she was really thirsty.
Not to mention that silly boy. Liang Meng saw that his lips were so dry and cracked that blood was oozing out.
When asked if he was thirsty, this fool just smiled and shook his head, saying that he was not thirsty.
Liang Meng asked him to drink water, but he didn't listen. He shook his head like a rattle and refused to drink it.
If Liang Meng didn't know that he was not thinking clearly, she would have suspected that the water was poisonous based on his resistance, so she only let him drink it.
In the end, Liang Meng frowned and threatened angrily that if he didn't drink, she would abandon him and not take him with her.
The child then picked up the water bag, tilted his head back and took a quick sip.
Liang Meng sighed and shook his head, then asked him: Your lips are so dry and cracked, why don’t you drink water?
Unexpectedly, the silly kid's words made Liang Meng stunned on the spot. She didn't know whether to be moved or laugh at his stupidity.
Under the scorching sun, Zhuo Mu, with his handsome face red and sweaty from the sun, looked at Liang Meng with innocent eyes without blinking, and opened his cracked lips slightly: "If I drink it, you will have nothing. If I don't drink it, I will keep it all for you."
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