Chapter 4 Mysterious Ancient Books

Author: Qianli Good News

Chapter 4 Mysterious Ancient Books

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Zhang Hao raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his blackened sleeves.

He stood up straight and looked at the cleared out most of the living room, breathing heavily.

After long-term drinking, no exercise, and irregular work and rest, his body may not be able to keep up with Li Siyu now.

After the whole house is cleaned up and all the garbage is sent away, the small yard will be tidied up. At least it will look like a home.

"Siyu, huh, wait a moment, I will, huh, after I finish cleaning the living room, I will clean up the room for you..."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the grand master's chair at the door.

But Li Siyu, who was supposed to be sitting on the Grand Master's chair, left at some point.

Even the black donkey she brought was also taken away.

Siyu...is gone?

Could it be that his rebirth changed the original trajectory of things and caused the butterfly effect?

It shouldn't be...

Click, click.

squeak.

Just when he was thinking.

The sound of the black donkey's hooves stepping on the bluestone bricks outside the courtyard sounded in my ears, which was very rhythmic.

Then, he saw Li Siyu leading the black donkey and holding an oilcloth umbrella, walking slowly towards him.

There were two large bags hanging on both sides of the black donkey, and there were faintly sprouting green vegetable leaves in one of the bags.

Li Siyu raised his head, and their eyes met.

"It's getting late, I'm going to cook first. Do you... have anything you want to eat? By the way, Aunt Zhao also brought rice cakes, do you want to eat them?" Li Siyu's tone was devoid of any emotion, and his eyes were full of emotion.

There was also some dodging.

Gululu~

Zhang Hao breathed a long sigh of relief, and then his stomach made a sound. An unbearable, heart-wrenching hunger hit him, and he couldn't help but frown.

But he still let a faint smile appear on his lips: "I'm not picky about food."

Li Siyu pondered for a moment, did not speak, just nodded, and led the black donkey to the kitchen nearby.

Zhang Hao touched his belly, and saliva kept secreting from his mouth.

In his memory, Li Siyu's cooking skills were unparalleled in the entire Zhaojia Village, and no one who had eaten it said it was not delicious.

In his last life, Li Siyu cooked for him for five years. Even when he was in bad health later on, Li Siyu still managed to cook.

Over the past five years, Zhang Hao has long been accustomed to that smell.

After Li Siyu passed away, he never had such delicious food again. Every moment, every day and every night, he fantasized about eating it again, even... just once.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand again and pinched his arm.

Hiss, it hurts.

That means that all this is really not a dream.

Wiping the sweat that had once again formed on his forehead, Zhang Hao turned to look at the living room that had not yet been completely cleaned. Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly.

It’s not a problem to continue doing this, you still need to use some tools to increase efficiency.

For example, woven bags used to hold garbage, ropes used to tie paper shells, etc.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if the living room hasn't been cleared out yet when we have dinner.

And the tools at home...should all be stored in the cellar, right?

In the years before his rebirth, Li Siyu was the one who took care of the house. At most, he was helpful, but most of the time it was a disservice.

He sighed silently.

Forget it, just go find it yourself.

Zhang Hao turned around and stepped across the threshold, walking towards the cellar according to the location in his memory.

…

Zhiqua~

Accompanied by a sound that seemed to come from a long history, Zhang Hao opened the wooden board in the cellar.

Suddenly, a rotten, damp, and unpleasant smell filled the nasal cavity.

Zhang Hao raised his hand and waved the smell vigorously, and with the light remaining outside, he looked inside the cellar.

The clutter is piled up together, making it look disorganized, and it's hard to even find a place to stay.

In my memory, except for occasionally entering the cellar to play when I was a child, it seems that I have never entered it again since I grew up...

Putting aside these unreasonable thoughts, he carefully stepped on the ladder that was probably older than his grade and entered the cellar step by step.

The rotten, damp, unpleasant smell became even stronger.

Squinting his eyes and holding his breath, he used the light projected from his head to look at everything in the cellar, looking for woven bags or ropes that might be placed here.

It can be seen that no one has been in the cellar for a long time, and everything is covered with a thick layer of dust.

Without thinking much, he took a few steps forward, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, frowned, and rummaged for what he needed among the messy piles of clutter.

It didn't take long for him to find the woven bags, ropes, and other things he needed.

At this moment, he was attracted by a simple box in the corner of the cellar, with a surface covered with thick dust.

He remembered that the old man in the box seemed very precious.

When he was a child, he tried to open it many times, but his father stopped him...

Is it possible that there is some kind of rare treasure in that box? An unearthly treasure?

Strong curiosity surged into his heart, driving him closer to the box.

He took out the box from the pile of miscellaneous items and looked at it in front of his eyes.

There was a small lock on the box, but it was rusted to death, so he opened the box without much effort.

Inside the box are pieces of yellow paper, which looks very dated.

I looked through it randomly and found some land deeds, land certificates that had been abolished long ago, etc.

Sure enough, after knowing it, there was nothing to be curious about.

Zhang Hao smiled and was about to close the box and let it stay among the pile of debris.

From the corner of his eye, he saw what seemed to be a book underneath where the box had been placed.

Book?

Zhang Hao paused, put down the box, and picked up the ancient-looking book from the ground.

The simple yellow wordless cover reveals a strong ancient atmosphere.

Opening the cover, you can see a few large characters on the first page, written sharply and like dragons and phoenixes.

Zhang Hao took a closer look and couldn't understand it at all.

I could only vaguely recognize that it was regular script or a complex traditional Chinese structure.

It’s just that this book looks quite dated, maybe he’s older than my dad.

After flipping through a few pages at random, I found that the content inside was still in complex traditional Chinese structure and regular script writing.

Then, he temporarily put the book behind him.

He grabbed the things he had found, and after hesitating for a moment, he also grabbed the ancient book whose name he couldn't understand, and followed the ladder back to the ground.
Chapter completed!