"you are lying."

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Aunt Zhang couldn't help taking a deep look at her: "People from the crew can't know about her!"

Even... it is impossible for ordinary tabloid reporters to know the truth more than two decades ago.

"I dreamt of her."

Ning Huanxin could only tell the truth at this time.

"Aunt Zhang, whether you want to believe it or not, I really dreamed of her. She said she was very painful and uncomfortable. She and the child were very sad. I just wanted to help her. If you are willing to tell me what happened back then, I will There is a chance to help her!"

"Really?"

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Aunt Zhang was only half-believing: "What happened back then, after so many years, I...almost forgot."

She didn't want to say, nor could she say.

That is the taboo of Zhangjiazhen.

Seeing that Aunt Zhang's tone was still so tight, Ning Huanxin could only sigh: "Well, if you remember when Aunt Zhang, you can go to me."

After speaking, Ning Huanxin stood up, turned and ran towards the town.

Seeing Ning Huanxin run away, Aunt Zhang turned her head back and continued to concentrate on burning Mingbi.

"Cousin, it's been so long, can you still not let it go? If you really can't let it go, report your dream to me! Why did you go to Miss Ning?"

Aunt Zhang muttered, her voice getting lower and lower.

In the town, inside the courtyard.

When Ning Huanxin came back from a run, she saw that the crew was already busy, and the shooting time was very tight. Today, she was going outside to shoot for a day.

"Where have you been?"

At this time, Jiang Lixing strode suddenly to Ning Huanxin's side, and asked concerned: "Have you got a better cold?"

"Well, much better."

When Jiang Lixing came over, Ning Huanxin once again smelled the faint unnamed fragrance.

This scent... seems to have smelled it in my sleep last night?

Ning Huanxin couldn't help but look at Jiang Lixing a few more times when he thought of it here. At this moment, Jiang Lixing's cell phone rang suddenly, and he immediately picked up the cell phone and called aside.

Mobile phones in this era are not smart yet, and they look very big and thick, and they don't look good at all.

But Jiang Lixing's style is already considered very advanced.

After a few minutes of calling, he hung up the call.

"Jiang Lixing, can you give me your mobile phone?"

At this time, Ning Huanxin suddenly walked up to him and asked lowly.

"Yes, but the signal in this mountainous area is not very good. Find a place with a good signal."

Jiang Nanshen was really good at talking, and without a word, he handed his mobile phone to Ning Huanxin.

Ning Huanxin took her mobile phone around the yard a few times and finally found a place with a good signal. She dialed a number that she knew by heart without hesitation.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

No one answered the phone.

Ning Huan frowned and dialed another number——

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Still can't get through! After she hung up, she hit the third without giving up.

Still nowhere.

Ning Huanxin couldn't help but start to daze with her mobile phone——

The phone number she called just now belonged to her parents, as well as the landline at her home. These numbers have not been changed for more than ten years.

But now, all the calls can't get through.

At this moment, Ning Huan's heart is a little flustered--

She was unable to contact her family ten years ago. Does this indicate that she could only contact the crew and people from Zhangjiazhen in the world ten years ago.

She can't contact people who have nothing to do with the mission, and even... she may never be able to leave the map area of ​​Zhangjiazhen!