Su Qiao quickly and roughly pulled Old Man Su off the big bronze horse and hypnotized him.
"What's wrong with him?"
Jiang Han was stunned watching from the side.
There was a hint of cuteness on the expressionless little face.
"I hypnotized him."
Since sealing her memory, Su Qiao has turned back into the straightforward girl who doesn't like to beat around the bush.
She wasn't afraid of people suspecting she was a monster, so she just said it directly.
Fortunately, Jiang Han has no taboos about these things.
"Hypnosis?"
Su Qiao explained roughly and simply: "It is a kind of medical skill, which is currently used more frequently in the medical field abroad."
"Oh." Although Jiang Han was curious about when she learned it, he didn't ask more questions.
As for the flute, he didn't intend to ask when she got it or why she could play it.
If you can blow it, then blow it. There is nothing to worry about.
Anyway, he knew that her hands were warm, her body was warm, and she was not a ghost.
Su Qiao took one last look at the golden coffin, then took Jiang Han and the knocked-out Old Man Su out of the main tomb chamber through another secret passage.
Then he carried Jiang He's body on his back and prepared to take it outside to bury it.
When they came out of the tunnel again, it was almost noon and the sun was high in the sky.
It turned out that they had been inside for a day and a night.
After finding a piece of land to bury Jiang He, it was almost dark.
It just so happened that Mr. Su was probably frightened or caught a cold and fell ill.
They decided to stay for a few more days before continuing on their journey.
At night, on the small lawn by the river, beside the fire, the two of them were leisurely grilling meat and chatting.
"The one in the tomb..."
No one noticed the male corpse in the golden coffin, only Jiang Han cared about it.
Su Qiao squeezed some sweet and sour juice onto the rabbit leg, then raised his head and asked, "Do you believe that people have past lives and present lives?"
“…” How could a man who didn’t even believe in gods understand these words
Just one sentence stumped Jiang Han.
"You can think of them as your and my past lives."
Well, that's it.
Has she explained it clearly enough
Su Qiao summed it up in one sentence very calmly.
The corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched twice, and he stared at Su Qiao speechlessly.
Su Qiao raised an eyebrow: "Don't believe it?"
She was clearly telling the truth.
There was nothing she could do if she didn't believe it.
Although Jiang Han thought this was a bit ridiculous, he still decided to believe it.
"No, I believe whatever you say."
Even if you tell me that what is in the sky right now is the sun, I will believe it.
Su Qiao was about to end this issue.
But suddenly I remembered something.
In the previous dimension, this man seemed to always be unhappy, having temper tantrums, and being jealous
"Don't you realize that you look very similar to him?"
Although Su Qiao didn't think the two looked alike, but...
If she wants them to be alike, they must be alike.
She is too lazy to coax people.
Jiang Han was stunned: "Is there?"
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Han really felt that there was some similarity.
It seems that both of them are a little... gloomy
However, at least in one respect they are the same.
That is the man in the tomb, and he is equally cruel.
Thinking of this, Jiang Han felt much more comfortable and grilled the meat more seriously.
"This piece is cooked. You can eat it first."
Su Qiao quickly took it together with the palm leaf, blew on it a few times, and started eating.
"Don't be in a hurry, be careful of getting burned."
"Yeah." Su Qiao nodded while eating.
Thinking of the old man sleeping in the tent, "After we go back, Old Man Su will pass the position of the head of the family to you."
"Pass it to me?"
Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, then shook his head decisively: "I don't want it, I'll give it to you!"