Summary of the previous chapter: Huang Jingming left two letters. In the letter to his daughter, Huang Jingming explained why he had to feed his daughter other medicines since childhood. In the letter to Ma Xiaoquan, Huang Jingming also told Ma Xiaoquan
Some other things...
Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, did you give it to me? Do I still have it?"
Uncle Liu smiled and nodded: "Well, the village chief left me here, haha..."
"Village chief? You mean Huang Jingming?"
Uncle Liu hummed and continued: "Haha, yes, I saw Xiaozhen brought you to the village, and I also saw that you look different from ordinary people. I must be the successor that the village chief mentioned at the beginning. Old man, I
I’m already old, and I don’t know how long I can live. If I can complete the things that the village chief entrusted to me in my lifetime, my wish will be fulfilled, old man..."
Ma Xiaoquan is not hypocritical. Since Uncle Liu said so, Huang Jingming must have something for him.
"Then give it to me"
Uncle Liu smiled slightly, took out a sheepskin picture from his arms, and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Huh?" Huang Zhenyi was surprised when he saw the sheepskin picture, "Grandpa Liu, I think I have seen this before."
"Hehe... you girl... you played with it when you were a child... hehe..."
Huang Zhenyi stuck out her tongue, looking like a little girl.
Ma Xiaoquan took the sheepskin picture, unfolded it, looked at it, and smiled.
Huang Zhenyi curiously came over to look at it for a few times, and said helplessly: "Why are the words still like that? What on earth does my father mean...I don't even understand it."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said, "It's not something you can understand. Haha, even if I can understand it, I may not be able to understand what your father meant by drawing this picture."
"You mean you can't understand it either?"
Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands: "Let's put it this way, your father drew an exploded diagram of the solar recorder I'm looking for, but I'm a half-assed person who has to understand the model diagram drawn by your father.
I’m afraid it will take some time.”
Uncle Liu interjected: "Oh, it's that naked thing. Yeah, I've seen it before. The village chief said it, it seems to be called a solar recorder. It seems that I gave this picture to the right person.
."
Ma Xiaoquan didn't speak anymore. He quietly put away the drawings, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
With this pair of parchment drawings, if Ma Xiaoquan gets the solar recorder, he can disassemble it.
In the previous letter written by Huang Jingming to Ma Xiaoquan, the structure of the solar recorder was mentioned. What struck Ma Xiaoquan the most was that Huang Jingming left some important information in the solar recorder, but...
...This information can only be obtained after borrowing the solar recorder. However, Ma Xiaoquan is very interested in the several information items mentioned in Huang Jingming's letter.
Originally, Ma Xiaoquan thought that to turn on the solar recorder, only the two golden square coins were needed. Now it seems that although the golden square coins are also needed, professional disassembly technology is required.
Patting the small oilcloth bag next to him, Ma Xiaoquan sighed inwardly, Huang Jingming is really powerful, and all the tools have been prepared for me.
It's just... After all this trouble, what did Huang Jingming want to tell him? Or, what did he leave behind? What was his real purpose in coming to the end of Han Dynasty?
Ma Xiaoquan also asked Dr. Mingfa. However, Mingfa's answer was very vague about the things about Huang Jingming, especially when it came to the question of why Huang Jingming was backlashed by the Heart of Time. Mingfa didn't even say a word.
Ti. Ma Xiaoquan understood that Mingfa must know something, otherwise, he would not have immediately returned to the late Han Dynasty to look for the solar recorder left by Huang Jingming after merging with the Heart of Time.
"Well, does Huang Jingming have some secrets in the underground world?"
Ma Xiaoquan muttered something to himself, which made Huang Zhenyi and Uncle Liu look at each other.
"Haha..." Ma Xiaoquan reacted, shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I was just saying casually, by the way, Uncle Liu, thank you."
Uncle Liu waved his hand: "Haha, you are too polite. I should thank you. You helped me fulfill my wish, haha..." The more Uncle Liu spoke, the lower his voice became.
No sound.
"Grandpa Liu." Huang Zhenyi suddenly realized something. She was so frightened that she rushed over, hugged Uncle Liu, and shook him gently.
"Grandpa Liu, Grandpa Liu," Huang Zhenyi kept calling, but Uncle Liu smiled calmly and remained motionless.
Ma Xiaoquan stood up and walked to Uncle Liu, stretched out his hand to touch his nose, shook his head and said, "He's gone!"
Huang Zhenyi's eyes were red and she shook her head and said: "Impossible, Grandpa Liu was still fine just now, how could he just leave? Ma Xiaoquan, please save Grandpa Liu, please, please save him...
..."
Ma Xiaoquan said helplessly: "It's too late. Uncle Liu must have finished speaking to me while holding his breath."
"No, I don't believe Ma Xiaoquan. You lied to me because you refused to save him."
"Pah!" Before Huang Zhenyi finished speaking, Ma Xiaoquan slapped her across the face.
"Can you please calm down? There is no resurrection after death!"
Huang Zhenyi said stubbornly: "Then why don't you grow old, why don't you die, why?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
"You can't tell me. People like you who never grow old or die can't understand our feelings, not at all!"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and said: "Yes, I really can't understand it, but you know, I, Ma Xiaoquan, also have a family and parents. One day, I will look at my family, my parents, my
When your children grow old or even die one by one, do you think I will feel better than you? I can guarantee that I will feel more uncomfortable than you!"
Huang Zhenyi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
Ma Xiaoquan continued: "Many people, for example, King Yingzheng of Qin, wanted to live forever when he sent out boys and girls to find the elixir of immortality. Why? Because he is the emperor, he has rights, and he wants to keep his rights forever.
In the hands; and the concubines in the palace, because they are afraid that they will grow old, they will think of various ways to keep their appearance, for fear that they will fall out of favor... However, the world is fair, no matter how powerful you are, you will eventually
I can’t escape the day I grow old and die...if..."
After Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, he paused and continued, "If you give me a chance, I would rather grow old slowly like a normal person than look at my family and my family in a hundred years."
My parents, children, and friends left me one by one."
At this point, Huang Zhenyi fell completely silent.
Ma Xiaoquan took a breath and said: "I am telling you so much because I hope you can express your condolences. I have never met your father, and I don't know how much you hated and hated your father before. But from Uncle Liu
It can be seen that you are a filial daughter."
What Ma Xiaoquan said made Huang Zhenyi burst into tears, and later she even burst into tears.
What surprised Ma Xiaoquan was that Huang Jinyi's daughter was indifferent when she saw her mother crying.
Ma Xiaoquan was a little helpless. Huang Zhenyi looked like she was in her thirties, so why did she cry when she asked?
"Okay, okay, don't cry. Let's bury Uncle Liu."
With that said, Ma Xiaoquan carried Uncle Liu on his back and walked towards the door.
Opening the door, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised to find that the villagers had gathered at the door. Seeing Ma Xiaoquan carrying Uncle Liu on his back, the villagers made way for Ma Xiaoquan in an orderly manner.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything, and quietly carried Uncle Liu on his back towards the entrance of the village...
Uncle Liu's funeral was held very simply, but every man, woman, and child in the village came.
Standing in front of Uncle Liu's grave, Ma Xiaoquan knelt down, picked up a handful of soil, sprinkled it on the grave, and murmured: "Uncle Liu, thank you!"
Standing up, Ma Xiaoquan called Yuan: "Yuan, I still don't understand why Huang Jingming was attacked by the original will of history. Well, that is, your backlash did not kill him immediately. Instead, Huang Jingming lived until the sixth year of Jian'an? What did you hide from me?
What?"
Yuan Chuan said: "Ma Xiaoquan, it's too early for you to know this now. When the time comes, I will share it with you."
Ma Xiaoquan was dissatisfied: "This is not fair. You know everything I think."
Source: "You are wrong Ma Xiaoquan. There is an area in your mind that I cannot see because it is the forbidden area of your consciousness. It is you who has closed the door to consciousness. Unless you open it yourself, there is nothing I can do about it.
...Ma Xiaoquan, if we can merge into one body, you must have been a person with a story before this. You retired from the National Special Forces Brigade and you must have hidden secrets, right?"
Yuan is right. Ma Xiaoquan was able to retire from the national special forces because of other things, but those things...
Two days later, Ma Xiaoquan bid farewell to Huang Zhenyi.
"Are you sure you don't want to go with me?"
Huang Zhenyi shook her head, then lowered her head and touched her daughter's little head: "I won't go, I don't belong outside, this is the best destination in my life...but it's mine
My daughter... Ma Xiaoquan, I entrust her to you. From now on, she will be a member of your Ma family. It doesn’t matter if you want her to be your slave, or even take her as your concubine when she grows up.
Okay, I won’t ask any more questions.”
Ma Xiaoquan was surprised and said: "What a mess, I won't do this. Don't worry, your daughter, I will teach her to read and write, and teach her the principles of life. As for the future, that is this child's business."
After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan took Ma Zheng with one hand and Huang Zhenyi's daughter with the other hand, and walked towards the entrance of the village...