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When Zhou Fu saw it, Chen Yuan showed a somewhat frightened expression. She thought it was the head teacher who was coming, so she turned her head around, but there was no one at the door.

And she suddenly realized that even if it was Lao Mo, the head teacher, Chen Yuan would not be afraid even if he was playing on his mobile phone.

But just now, there was really fear in his eyes.

It's like seeing something that doesn't exist, something that others can't see.

"What, what's wrong?" Zhou Fu looked at the hairpin lying on the table weakly, then raised her head to look at Chen Yuan, Zhou Fu showed a worried look.

I read that right!

It was definitely a woman hanging from a tree.

And the hairpin on her head is definitely this.

There will be no falsehood, there can be no falsehood.

Because this ability is the memory of seeing the object, not the memory of the owner of the object, if that picture appears, it means that it was definitely present at the time.

Ancient costume, hanging, hairpin...

Is this horse riding part of filming?

But this scene was too real. The marks on the neck and the inflamed rotten flesh were so obvious.

There was no trace of blood on the woman's face, just like the dead body in the morgue on the second floor. If you really see it, you will know that there is absolutely no beauty at all.

Even though the clothes she wore were indeed very good-looking, and the deceased was a super beauty before, but this time, it would only make people feel very scary.

The reason why it couldn't be filming is that in memory, there are no staff or cameras.

Outside the desolate village, on a slope, on a ginkgo tree, the well-dressed corpse was hanging there stiffly, obviously not swaying, but Chen Yuan felt that she was swaying slightly...

"Chen Yuan, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell..." Zhou Fu became more and more worried, because Chen Yuan seemed to be possessed by something and became a little nervous.

No matter what it is, leave Chen Yuan's body quickly!

So, Zhou Fu grabbed Chen Yuan's hand and shook it hard.

Only then was he brought back to reality from his imagination. Then, Zhou Fu, who was almost scared to cry and extremely timid, quickly explained: "Oh, that's it. This thing is made of nickel alloy and contains lead. It won't grow if you touch it too much, so I just That’s why I asked you to let go.”

"What about you? You seem a little scared?" Zhou Fu was still puzzled.

"I was scared too."

Chen Yuan quickly smiled and explained: "Because others warned me not to touch this thing directly with my hands. I held it for so long just now, and I was afraid of any radiation."

What handfuls of radiation, what am I talking about.

"Is that so?"

"Ang Ang, that's it. I'm sorry."

Chen Yuan continued to smile and comfort Zhou Fu. At the same time, I took out two pieces of toilet paper and wrapped the 'nickel alloy' hairpin. Then, put it in the drawer.

"It's okay, it scared me to death." Zhou Fu breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stroked her majestic chest to calm down.

Just like the waves, she was also driven into waves when she took a deep breath...

so big.

Can you ask Zhou Fu for a recipe so that Xinyu can follow it?

Let me go, shrimp-headed man!

That thing is indeed an evil thing, it gave me such obscene thoughts!

I have to find time to get rid of it quickly.

It's so evil.

Dead people's things are so unlucky.

but……

Am I thinking too much?

The funerary objects were all belonging to the dead, but weren't they also stolen and bought by Captain Jin?

Moreover, these cultural relics from the Ming and Qing Dynasties can be legally traded as long as they do not come from cemeteries. This thing is just that its owner died and then changed hands.

It's not like he was killed by it.

My reaction was a bit over the top...

When I was thinking this way, Shirley Liu came. Then, everyone started memorizing English and Chinese, and entered morning reading.

At this moment, Chen Yuan couldn't get rid of that scene in his mind...

It was as if that face was imprinted in his mind.

No matter what, I will think about it.

What a beautiful woman...

wrong!

Although Chen Yuan loves beauty, he already has his own thoughts. For Xinyu, he was even able to take away two roast chickens. It's impossible to be obsessed with this corpse, it's unreasonable.

Could it be that this thing really has evil nature?

I am a materialist warrior on horseback. Don’t give labor and management such idealistic things.

If you do this again, I will directly ask Chaozi to remove you.

Illiteracy is called purification!

Of course, Chen Yuan is still very rational and feels that this should be his own psychological suggestion.

Psychological suggestion is the most correct answer.

It is normal for people to unnaturally superimpose some divinity on top of something that has attributes and stories attached to it.

The best way is to find time to throw it away.

Then, when you went home, you saw Xia Xinyu looking at you with a smile on her face, and a copper hairpin in her hair...

Stop sending me horror stories!

It's numb.

Chen Yuan felt that if he continued to transform like this, he would be frightened into illness sooner or later.

So he began to enlighten himself.

Can see the future, see the lifespan, listen to the voice of the heart, enter dreams, improve the progress bar, be the father of the weather, and detect the past memory of objects. The laborer who has these abilities is a god!

Senior Brother Shi Jian is able to rub thunder and lightning with his hands, which is already the ceiling of his combat power. But with so much power, he is basically the template of a villain. He is just a ghost. How can I be afraid of her?

Yes.

Come on little bitch, you?

It’s all for nothing!

Therefore, Chen Yuan decided to face this fear head-on.

As the saying goes, the best way to overcome fear is to face it head on.

So, he directly touched this thing that might not grow taller if he touched it.

No matter what, Chen Yuan, who was already tall enough, decided to read all its memories.

Then, his thoughts were instantly pulled back hundreds of years ago.

This copper hairpin was given by a common scholar to the daughter of a wealthy businessman.

Tongchai has no memory of how they met.

The daughter of a wealthy businessman got it and put it on her head. Then, Chen Yuan used it to spy on more memories of this fourteen-year-old girl...

The scholar brother he likes secretly dated, the girl gave the scholar money and sent him to take the imperial examination, he failed in the imperial examination, the girl's father humiliated the scholar, etc...

They are indeed some cliché Internet stories, but the Internet stories are more or less derived from a few cases of that era.

The girl's family is well-off. Although she is a merchant, her nominal status is very low. The so-called "scholars, farmers, industry and merchants", merchants are not allowed to wear brocade clothes, but it is only in name. Businessmen with a well-off family will definitely look down on those poor scholars.

Their low status is only reflected in facing the real bureaucratic class, that is, the ‘shi’.

If the ending was better, it would be that the scholar obtained the academic title and successfully defeated the arrogant father-in-law. It would be the same as the plot after Fan Jin passed the exam, which would be more or less enjoyable.

But halfway through, Chen Yuan's expression gradually became serious.

At this time, whether or not you pass the merit test is no longer important.

On the contrary, passing the exam will make this ending even more miserable...

Wow, this guy really passed the exam.

Then, it is an extremely reasonable, humane, cliché story.

It's really not as good as "The Peacock Flies Southeast", and it's far worse.

In the end, she sought death.

He let go of his hand and put the hairpin back into the drawer. At this time, Chen Yuan was no longer afraid of that face.

Even though the hairpin she wore when she hung herself from the tree, this ominous thing, is still with her.

All I can say is that this woman is a bit stupid.

But there is no way. For a long period of history, women's status has to be dependent on men to be reflected, and because of their secondary role in labor, it is impossible to be independent in personality.

For a story like this to have a good ending, it's up to men.

This is why many ancient poets were scumbags.

Because whether you are a scumbag or not depends only on a man’s thoughts.

Also, it is mostly women who oppress women, which is often reflected in the love story between Lu You and Tang Wan.

Feudal patriarchs are indeed hateful, but insisting on resisting feudal ethics will only lead to deeper tragedies.

Where is the way to break the situation?

Not really.

Put yourself in this girl's shoes, just don't think about love, listen to your father's words, and be a good match, a merchant marrying a merchant.

As for this man, it's okay to take soft food and hard work, but don't turn your back on others and add insult to injury when others are in trouble.

Of course, the responsibility for this woman's stupidity does not entirely lie with her. You can't find excuses for that man's bad behavior on others.

All I can say is that this is a rather ordinary story. The only unusual thing is that I, who has a super son, picked up the relic and then saw this past that no one cared about.

Since you are such a useless woman, why are you still afraid of market trade?

But the place where this story happened seems to happen to be Natsumi now...

Although Chen Yuan was no longer afraid of this relic, Chen Yuan had some curiosity.

This hairpin has a memory. Even if it changes hands several times, it still remains in this place after hundreds of years because it is not a precious thing.

Among them, the longest time was lying under the bed of a farmer's family for many generations.

During this period, despite the war, the position of the hairpin remained unchanged.

Later, the sea turned into a mulberry field, and it was not until modern times that people found out when new self-built houses were built on that land.

But because it was just a copperware, it was placed casually in a drawer without anyone paying attention to it.

Then, when the old house was demolished, I found one of these things and gave it to the younger members of the family.

It was picked up by the children and then thrown away casually by the children in the family. Finally, it was picked up by the uncle and sold as a trinket in a stall.

This hairpin is as lowly as the scholar's feelings, completely worthless.

But the demolition site is so close to a park nearby.

In other words, you haven't even been displaced?

If you can find the tree, then put the hairpin back there...

No, what on earth am I doing this feudal and superstitious thing?

Let go of the helping plot.

Besides, this woman had sent it hundreds of years ago. If she really had a soul, could she remain in this world for so long?

If it were possible, as long as there were regrets and hatred before death, one could become a ghost. This world would have been filled with ghosts at night.

Tsk... Is it possible that this world is full of ghosts walking at night, but I can't see it?

If that's the case, that's still a good thing.

In this way, you can meet Xia Xinyu's parents and tell them that Xinyu is very good, so that they can become Buddhas with peace of mind.

With this thought, Chen Yuan thought for a day.

After school, Chen Yuan originally wanted to go home with Xinyu, and then deal with the hairpin himself and find a pawn shop to sell it. However, Xinyu is going to her aunt's house today because it is her cousin's birthday, so He went home alone.

At the bus stop, he waited with Zhou Fu.

After the car arrived, Chen Yuan suddenly said: "Sister Fu, please go back by yourself, I have something else to do."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Zhou Fu agreed directly without thinking too much, and then waved to Chen Yuan before getting in the car, "Bye."

"OK Bye Bye."

After Zhou Fu left, Chen Yuan took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and found 'Yijian Guanghan Nineteen States'.

Next, send the message.

Chen Yuan: Do you want to go out and play today? I'll take you for a walk.

This is the first time that Chen Yuan takes the initiative to invite Xiaocha.

Of course, I don't mean to cheat.

There is no such worldly desire.

I just want to find that place and properly deal with this hairpin.

But in most cases, it cannot be found. If that tree is still alive, it must be at least five or six hundred years old.

Over the years, Natsumi has become a bit extreme—too urban.

Most of the old houses and buildings that could be bulldozed would have been demolished long ago.

Even if that tree is really that viable, if it conflicts with the municipal construction plan, it will definitely be moved.

The only thing that can be determined is that this broken hairpin has been ignored for most of the time and no one knows about it. It is very close to the place where it was hanged.

What, what does looking for a tree have to do with Xiaocha?

It doesn't matter.

But I’m afraid of going alone.

………

"Ahhh! Mom, he asked me on a date!"

After reading this message, Shen Xiaoran was holding her phone happily and wanted to roll on the bed.

But due to the disability of his lower body, he didn't roll up at all, he just tossed and turned with his waist.

"Who asked you on a date?"

Mom was puzzled as to why there was someone called "him" with such an ambiguous name.

"Chen Yuan." Shen Xiaoran said with bright eyes.

"Hey! Don't ruin other people's feelings and take the initiative to stir up trouble..."

"No, it's really not me this time."

Shen Xiaoran stretched out four fingers and swore: "After licking him one-sidedly with no results, I was ready to treat him as a passer-by in my life, but I didn't expect that he... actually took the initiative to find me."

"As a passer-by?" My mother smiled when she heard this, then took out a pair of unknitted woolen gloves and asked, "Then why should I knit gloves for passers-by?"

"Didn't you ask me to knit that?" Shen Xiaoran protested.

"What? You didn't want to knit a scarf. I told you that scarves can only be given by girlfriends, so I asked you to knit gloves. Don't blame me."

"Gloves are dead. Who else wears gloves now... It's true." Shen Xiaoran insisted on rehabilitation during this period, but because of boredom, she began to learn to knit things with wool.

She originally wanted to knit a scarf for Chen Yuan and accompany him through the winter, but as soon as the plan was proposed, her mother refuted it and warned - if you want me to teach you, it can only be gloves.

I had no choice but to settle for gloves.

But because Chen Yuan's attitude towards her had always been average and he never asked her for help, he always approached her on his own initiative. As a result, she was not very interested and knitted the gloves very slowly.

But he didn't expect that he could be turned over by Chen Yuan.

Happy heart.

"Okay, mom, just drive me there, and then hand me over to Chen Yuan, and you can find a place to drink milk tea."

"I might be more comfortable if you didn't use the word casual."

"Good mother, please, mua~"

Shen Xiaoran just blew a kiss to her mother.

Then, the other party could only agree with a smile.

Shen Xiaoran put on a light gray sweater, a long khaki children's jacket, a fabric skirt on her lower body, long black cotton socks above her knees, and small shiny black leather shoes.

After dressing up beautifully, he asked his mother to take him to the park agreed with Chen Yuan.

At the entrance, mother and Chen Yuan completed the handover.

Before her mother's car was even far away, Shen Xiaoran smiled and expressed her kindness to Chen Yuan: "Don't you miss me a little?"

"Not bad." Chen Yuan pushed the wheelchair and began to observe the surroundings.

This perfunctory attitude made Shen Xiaoran regain the feeling of being a licking dog.

Then, he said nonchalantly: "It's okay. You don't have to worry about me. If you're bored, just come and play with me. I'll be here at any time."

"Good boy, good boy."

Chen Yuan casually touched Shen Xiaoran's head with his hand, and then continued to observe the terrain.

This is right. In my memory, the child lost his hairpin and it was at this place.

But what does this have to do with the hanging tree in the picture?

By the way, silly me!

"I'll tie my shoelaces, wait a minute."

Chen Yuan slowly squatted down, then placed his hands gently on the ground.

Read the memory of this land.

Then for a moment, infinite pictures appeared in his mind.

And, it’s not entirely irregular.

After the film is unrolled, there is an infinitely extending timeline.

You only need to find memories from the same period as Hairpin to know what this place was like at that time.

Chen Yuan saw her memory before hanging. She walked to a ginkgo tree on a slope, then climbed up the tree, hung the rope on the branches and tied it, and finally put her head on...

In other words, Chen Yuan probably knew this terrain.

Of course, if it's far away from the tree, it's all in vain.

In this way, he slowly opened the memory of the earth.

Just like looking for a movie, slowly go back.

Finally, stop at a certain moment, and then click on a screen.

At the foot of Chen Yuan's standing is a village, a thatched house. Looking up, there is a slope that is not steep but very wide.

There is a road on the slope, and a ginkgo tree is planted on the roadside.

It just so happens that from here, going up, is the trail slope of the asphalt road...

So, Chen Yuan pushed Xiao Shen directly up the slope.

"Eh? Do you have somewhere you want to go?"

"Yeah, there is."

Shen Xiaoran didn't quite understand, but she didn't ask any questions. She just looked at Chen Yuan and pushed for about five minutes before reaching a high point in the park.

Above that, there is another road.

Various landscape trees are planted on both sides of the road.

Only one tree is different.

Moreover, a sign was hung on the tree, indicating that it was a ginkgo tree and that it was 722 years old.

What a coincidence!

With some excitement, Chen Yuan walked over. Then, place your hands on top of the tree trunk.

Then, the memory comes.

One of these memories stands out because of its specialness.

Chen Yuan, click on it.

Then, the girl was climbing up the tree, preparing to hang herself.

Dislocated in time and space, Chen Yuan is standing under this tree at this moment.