Article 56
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? But I have never felt so uncomfortable before, at most I feel a little tired after getting up...
Ye Zhao let out a "tsk", closed his eyes slightly and pinched the bridge of his nose to wake himself up a bit.
Reaching out his hand, he habitually took out the dagger with strange patterns from the pillow. Almost as soon as he touched it, Ye Zhao felt a very comfortable air flow along his fingertips, through his arm, and along his cervical spine. Upwards, and then warmly evaporated in the mind, making people instantly clearer.
If in the past, he felt that seeing this dagger would give him peace of mind was a psychological effect, then this time he can be sure that the feeling of the air flowing in his body is so clear that he can see the whole process, it is definitely not an illusion !
How could this be? The belly of the thumb rubbed the uneven pattern on the scabbard, Ye Zhao couldn't help but carefully recalled the scene when he found the dagger——
At that time, he was too young, about three or four years old, and he still lived in the old house with his grandfather. The old house is a zigzag structure, with a patio in the middle, surrounded by corridors with low sloping eaves, connecting the rooms. One of them is dedicated to placing sundries. It is narrow and dark, and it has been hidden for many years, but it has not been locked. I don't remember for what reason, maybe just out of curiosity, he pushed the door and walked in one day. The specific appearance of the room is blurred now that he thinks about it. He only remembered that the first time he entered, he saw a box under a small desk - old, dusty, with a copper buckle. The wooden box is so ordinary that it is too simple, and there is even a spider web between it and the wall.
The dagger was found in that chest.
Ye Zhao frowned and thought about almost all the details he could remember, but he didn't find anything special about the dagger. The only thing that was strange was his grandfather's later reflection. Generally, adults will not let such a small child touch a sharp weapon that has been cut, so as not to hurt where. When Grandpa knew that he had taken the dagger, he just sighed, touched his head and said, "Use it carefully." He didn't take it away, and didn't say anything more.
I always heard people say that antiquities are all spirits. Although this dagger can't tell the specific age, it seems to be an old thing. Maybe that's the reason? Other than that, Ye Zhao couldn't think of a better explanation.
Ye Zhao shook his head, put the dagger back next to the pillow, got up and opened the curtains and left the bedroom.
It was unexpectedly quiet outside the room, and the entire living room was empty. The guy who swore yesterday that he would eat three meals a day didn't even see a trace.
Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at the guest room. Sure enough, the door was still closed. He walked over, reached out and tried to twist the door handle, but found that the door was hidden, and opened it with a slight push.
"Huh?" Ye Zhao was a little puzzled. He clearly remembered that Nie Renyan closed the door last night. Did he get up again in the middle of the night? Thinking like this, he suddenly remembered the sound of the door opening when he woke up in the middle of the night last night, and he understood it. It was probably Nie Renyan getting up to drink water or going to the toilet.
In the guest room, Nie Renyan was sleeping soundly wrapped in blankets, lying on the right side as always, accustomed to frowning.
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