[Private setting is like a mountain, the protagonist belongs to the third uncle, and the ooc belongs to me]
[Eternal life + Bai Yueguang + heroine! +Change the plot and kick the lunch box+Original tomb robbing plot]
(No homosexuality, brotherhood, see the beginning of Chapter 1 for detailed demining)
For Qi Youning, years are just sand between fingers. Whenever someone calls her name, thousands of years of time slip by.
It was raining heavily, and Qi Youning squatted under the eaves to make a charcoal fire. When Wuxie came closer, he found that the temperature of her wrist was cooler than bluestone.
"Where's my little brother?"
"I'm cleaning the knife." Qi Youning fiddled with the charcoal, "The blood and rust can never be wiped clean."
Fatty Wang put his head in and shouted, "Who took my clay pot?"
She raised the pot of boiling water. "This? I dug it from under your bed this morning."
"That's the Han Dynasty tomb artifact!"
Xie Yuchen came in the rain, and the pattern of the towel Qi Youning handed over was exactly the same as the one in the Xie family's old house.
The blind man was smoking in the corner of the corridor and suddenly asked, "What is the most painful thing about immortality?"
She counted the raindrops dripping from the eaves, "It's to see each of you become the people in the story."
"What are you most afraid of if you live a long life?" Qi Youning looked at the newly planted crabapples in the corner of the courtyard. "Afraid of suddenly discovering that even the most common fallen flowers were planted by old friends."
The iron kettle whistled, the steam blurred everyone's expressions, and the soft ringing of the copper bell on the corner of the eaves covered her sigh of not tasting the tea.
