Travel to Ancient Times to Build a Bridge

The copy of the pre-collection "Zhang Hua Platform" is below. If you like it, you can click and add it to your collection. Song Zhiliao, the intangible cultural heritage architect, traveled through time. Frustrated in love, she rushed to work and stayed up late to collect materials. Finally, her eyesight went black and she collapsed on the way to the construction site. I dare to ask God, who can be as diligent as her. When she opened her eyes again, she turned out to be the legitimate daughter of an ancient architect. In order to save her own life, she bound the construction system and embarked on a strong road to survival. Question: What should you do before building a bridge? Answer: Get married before building a bridge. Wait, she's marrying someone like her ex?! Wait a minute, didn't she travel through time? Wait a minute, this person is her ex! Body fragment Pei Qingzhi was sitting next to her now, staring at her with his dark eyes. Song Zhizhi turned around and was startled by the mask. He stepped back and dropped the hijab. He held the bed tightly with his hands, and his clear almond eyes were covered by the fright. She blurted out: "No wonder people say you have a green face and fangs." Pei Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, took off his mask with one hand, leaned forward, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face like a jade crown came straight towards him, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed. Song Zhizhi could feel the other person's warm breath on his face, mixed with the fragrance of mint. When he opened his mouth, it was like the wind passing through the mountains, clear and pure, entangled bit by bit, with a smile at the end. "What now?" Song Zhizhi didn't dare to move, he was completely restrained by the other party. He stared, held his breath, and said blankly: "Handsome... So handsome." "Zhang Hua Platform" Copywriting During the Qingjia period, civil strife continued, and disputes between countries continued. Countless people died tragically on the battlefield, and the ghosts of injustice wandered around the world, using their resentment to commit evil. But for a moment, the people fled and died, and everything was desolate. The immortal couldn't bear to look at the world like this, so he sent a group of immortals to settle in Zhanghua Mountain, specifically to eliminate demons and control ghosts for the people at the foot of the mountain. In this way, there is some restraint. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Hundreds of years later, something strange happened somewhere. At night, there were signs of ghosts in the streets under the mountain. Wen Li is the 20th generation descendant of Zhang Huashan. Her father raised her with sincerity and sincerity, and he wished he could impart all his skills to her. It's a pity that Wen Li has no immortal bones and poor qualifications. He only learned how to use it when he was ten years old. Her father decided to let her go out and gain experience, so that she would be rewarded when she came back. Just like that, Wen Li took the package and went to the ghostly and strange town. The father said: "There is nothing to be afraid of. I want you to catch them all." Wen Li remained silent, frowning and sighing in his heart. She knows how much she weighs and how much she weighs, and she is just afraid that if she encounters a kid, he will beat her to death. Her father encouraged her: "You are not as bad as you think." Wen Li felt that her father did not understand her, so she frowned and asked her mother for help. Her mother, who usually loved her the most, turned her head and said with a look of dismay, "Li, listen to daddy and go ahead." Wen Li sighed and had no choice but to leave. The first night she arrived, there was an accident at someone's house. No one died, but one went crazy. Wen Li couldn't find any trace of the kid, so she decided not to sleep and stayed in the woodshed. As expected, Wen Li was too weak and was beaten badly by the kid. Just when the kid's white nails, which were more than ten centimeters long, were about to penetrate her heart, someone from behind grabbed her wrist. The next second, Wen Li fell into a warm embrace. The man rubbed her head and comforted her. As soon as he took action, the little ghost was wiped out. Wen Li sighed and said, "It's amazing. With the candlelight in the room, she could see his appearance clearly." He had a pair of gentle eyes that seemed to be able to speak. Wen Li seemed to have seen them somewhere, but he couldn't remember them. But these are not important, Wen Li likes these eyes. I like the way this guy talks with a smile. Later, Wen Li remembered that Wen Li had loved him once a hundred years ago. —— The person who rescued Wen Li was named Xie Zhuchuan. He took Wen Li back home, which was in Zhanghua Mountain. The place was not big, but it was really nice. There were trees, houses, a clear spring and a fruit stand. Wen Li likes this place. After looking around, Wen Li asked him: "Does this place have a name?" "Yes." Xie Zhuchuan looked at her and smiled: "Zhanghua Platform." Wen Li hummed, looked at a bamboo forest and asked, "Why do you want to live here?" Xie Zhuchuan did not answer her, only said: "You know." Zhanghua Platform is the place where they first met, and it is also the memorial place where their ashes were laid apart. Male vixen Intention: work hard