Chapter 621 The Household God Suffers

This old item worth ten dollars got a "credit" from Tu Huan. This is such good luck, it is really enviable.

Comrade Lao Qin and Lei Feng were filled with emotion.

Originally, Qin Lang didn't think much of this matter, but after hearing what they said, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of happiness.

Tu Hua also smiled.

"Thank you."

She already knew that Qin Lang had asked someone to send it here immediately, so she thanked him sincerely.

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Why should we be so polite?"

Also.

Tu Huan smiled slightly and said nothing more.

I still remember the other spiritual object that the system mentioned.

She couldn't help but look up at Xie Huailou, but her eyes just glanced at him lightly without lingering for too long.

Xie Huailou looked at her for a second longer before his attention was diverted by the message that suddenly came from his cell phone.

——【Mr. Xie, we are here. 】

Xie Huailuo immediately sent a specific location.

——Come directly here.

【Okay, please wait a moment. 】

After turning off his phone, Xie Huailou glanced at the group of people in front of him who were discussing what other good things Qin Lang had collected. He thought he might as well take them all out for Tu Huan to see if there was anything suitable.

He pondered for a moment and said, "The things have arrived."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the discussion suddenly stopped and everyone turned to look at him.

"What has arrived?" Lei Feng asked.

Xie Huailou: "What Miss Tu wants."

The fifth thing comes from the Xie family.

Although Tu Huan already knew about it from the system, she was still curious about the spiritual object brought by the Xie family.

After all, the system only gave her an appearance, and she didn't know what was inside the thing.

The system extraction is not comprehensive.

Because of what Xie Huailou said, everyone's interest was piqued. Hearing that the person would be arriving soon, several people chatted while waiting, and from time to time, several of them would look outside.

Not long after, two tall figures appeared outside the gate of the courtyard.

Xie Huailou's eyes moved slightly.

Tu Huan was curious for a moment and turned to look outside.

Soon, an ancient notebook was carefully placed in Tu Huan's palm.

The binding of the whole book is simple and there is nothing special about it from the outside. Only the two handwritten words "Notes" on the cover give people a wonderful feeling of discussing the present across time and space.

【Notes】

Tu Huan held the ancient book in her hand, looked up at Xie Huailou, and hesitated, "Can I take a look at the contents?"

Xie Huailou did not refuse her.

After a moment of hesitation, he said calmly: "Since you can bring this thing here, Miss Tu can do as you please."

In other words, it was okay for her to take a look.

Tu Huan was a little excited. Although the system had already told her in advance that the second spiritual object around her was a book from the Xie family, the contents were not fully presented to her.

She took a deep breath silently and gently turned to the first page.

When I opened the title page, I saw a few powerful handwritings.

This word...

Tu Huan was stunned for a moment and thought to herself, it’s quite pretty.

First page of notes:
——"I'll write some notes and essays when I'm free"

Tu Huan had no difficulty recognizing traditional Chinese characters. The fonts were beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Qin Lang beside him read out these eight words, and then looked up at Xie Huailou: "What kind of essay is this?"

Xie Huailou: "Ancestor of the Xie family."

Qin Lang's eyes opened slightly, his eyes full of surprise. He was stunned for a moment before he asked in confusion: "You can make this thing?" Xie Huailou did not explain this.

He turned his eyes to Tu Huan, who was carefully flipping through the notes. When she turned two pages and her expression changed slightly, he asked, "Miss Tu, is there spiritual energy attached to this notebook?"

Tu Huan heard his voice and raised her head from the book, "Yes!"

Xie Huailou narrowed his eyes, and his gloomy gaze suddenly slowed down. He stopped urging her and just raised his hand slightly towards her, "Please continue."

Upon hearing this, Tu Huan lowered her head and continued to read.

Seeing that she was watching seriously, Qin Lang did not disturb her. He stood up and went to his brother Xie Huailuo when she was not paying attention.

"what's the situation?"

Qin Lang was confused and nudged him with his elbow, "You can take out this thing from the Xie family?"

Xie Huailou can now decide to give away the things left by our ancestors?!
Why didn't he understand?

Xie Huailou turned his head and glanced at him, then said calmly, "How difficult is that?"

Qin Lang was waiting for his next sentence, but after waiting for a long time, he found that after Xie Huailou finished that sentence, there was nothing else, which made him wait for a long time in vain.

"It's gone?"

"The Lei family has already sold their ancestral items, and the Xie family can afford to try one or two more."

Qin Lang: "..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xie Huailou glanced at him and explained, "After all, the Xie family owes Miss Tu a great favor."

Qin Lang immediately understood what Xie Huailuo said, because Xie Siming was rescued and Xie Huailuo had the final say in the Xie family.

It is not that difficult to take out a handwritten notebook left by ancestors.

Moreover, once it is suitable, there will be no loss for the Xie family. On the contrary, the benefits will outweigh the disadvantages.

I guess only Xie Huailou can make the decision on this matter.

Fortunately, this notebook also meets Tu Hua's collection requirements.

Qin Lang didn't expect that the spiritual thing that the Xie family took out was actually a handwritten notebook of an old friend.

Qin Lang stood up and said, "I'll also go and see what kind of notes your Xie family ancestors wrote."

After saying that, he moved back to Tu Huan and leaned over to browse together.

At this time, Tu Huan had already been concentrating on flipping through seven or eight pages of records.

Compared to the first few pages after opening the main text, which were all hand-drawn maps, it was only after the last two or three pages that Tu Hua finally saw the specific content recorded in the text:
——There was heavy snow in the winter of last year, and the border areas were covered with disaster victims. The people in the city either fled or died, and only three or four out of ten survived.

——The rain is light during Qingming Festival.

——The neighboring country marched south to plunder, and the border general Wang Yue rebelled against the enemy.

——This year’s ceremony of worshiping the gods is different.

——There is no good news in the letter from Beijing.

——The household gods suffered.

……

There were dozens of entries, but there was no record of specific time and place, as if they were just written down casually. Tu Huan flipped through several pages, but couldn't find any cause and effect from these few words.

Who wrote this down?!
There's not even a time mark, and I don't know who it's for.

Tu Huan raised her head and asked, "What's in this note?"

Xie Huailou seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and without Tu Huan asking any more questions, he replied directly: "The time is different, so there are discrepancies."

"..."Tu Huan didn't know what to say.

I've never seen anyone remember things like this.

However, there was one piece of information among these pages that Tu Huan could see clearly.

【The household gods suffered.】

Tu Huan lowered her head, pursed her lips and thought for a long time.

Uh...house god.

Household god?

These familiar yet unfamiliar words, at this moment, for some reason, Tu Huan had an indescribable feeling of palpitations.

(End of this chapter)

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