Chapter 189 Long Zhutian Fever

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Long Zhutian repeatedly observed this peach wood card, but vaguely felt that it and him seemed to have some kind of connection, like a symbiosis.

If it is not something Yang Zimei can carve, but has a history of thousands of years, then it must be closely related to his own family.

Looking at his thoughtful look, Yang Zimei continued, "I have seen a peach wood plaque like this somewhere else, but the pattern has changed slightly."

"What's the difference?" Long Zhutian asked.

Yang Zimei picked up the pen and paper, and based on her memory, she drew the pattern of Min Yulin's wooden sign.

"This is also the pattern of our family, but it represents a different meaning."

"What's the difference?"

"This is... the symbol of the head of the family, and this is the guard."

"Patriarch?" Yang Zimei looked at the wooden plaque around his neck and said with a smile, "You should be the patriarch of your family, right? I gave you this thing, isn't it a slap in the face?"

Long Zhutian fell silent again, his dark blue pupils didn't know what he was thinking.

This man, what is his family?

He didn't say it, and she didn't ask much, as if she would never tell him the secret of her rebirth and the eyes of the sky now.

"Go to sleep."

His silence made him feel a little lethargic, so he yawned, felt tired, and lay down on the bed, pulling the sheets to cover himself.

Long Zhutian glanced at her, then let go of the peach wood sign, lay beside her, and put her head against his arm.

Yang Zimei did not refuse...

It's just that although the body is very close, it feels far away mentally. It's so far away that she doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't understand her either.

The sound of his deep sleep was the first to sound...

Accompanied by his low snoring, she gradually fell asleep...

When I was sleeping, I suddenly felt like I was approaching a stove, it was so hot, I opened my eyes, and it happened that the dragon beside me turned into a stove...

She reached out to touch his forehead, and the temperature was so hot that it was estimated to be forty degrees.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

She reached out to push him, and whispered.

He didn't respond, only a slightly painful moan escaped from the corner of his lips.

She was startled and hurriedly got up and turned on the light!

I saw that his entire face was reddened, his thick black sword eyebrows were knitted together, his face was slightly twisted in pain, his lips were slightly open, and his breathing was heavy, and he looked very uncomfortable.

She hurriedly grabbed his wrist and checked his pulse.

His pulse is very messy, sometimes powerful like a drum, and sometimes like a thousand horses trampling...

How can there be such a pulsation?

She reached out to touch his heart again—

That heart is beating so fast!

Her eyes fell on the peach wood sign, only to see that the peach wood sign turned orange-red again, and the indicator light was constantly flashing with strong light, which made her eyes sting.

Could it be this peach wood card that caused him to go crazy?

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to untie the peach wood card, but who knew that as soon as her hand touched it, it burned her hand like a high temperature, and immediately blisters appeared.

It's definitely the problem.

She reached out to untie the rope and carefully lifted the mahogany card away from him.

As soon as the peach wood sign left his body, all the light disappeared immediately, returning to its original dark and gloomy appearance.

【In this thunderstorm, you can only climb up now】