Shangguan Dandan raised both hands high. Her sleeves slid down along her smooth, delicate skin, revealing two pale arms. She twisted her body, then lowered her hands and rummaged through her sleeve pockets. There were no mulberry leaves—there was nothing at all.
So Shangguan Dandan ignored Liu Chang'an. She climbed up, stood on the coffin lid, and bounced a few times before laboriously plucking a plane-tree leaf and pressing it to her forehead.
"Shh..." Letting out a breath of relief, Shangguan Dandan lightly pinched the tip of the plane-tree leaf and raised her Owl You Vessel to drink some water. Fortunately, she was already invisible, so there was no need to pay attention to that annoying moth.
Normal people found it difficult to understand the words and actions of the mentally ill. In truth, it was simply because the underlying logic of their thinking was completely different.
Shangguan Dandan's behavior right now was based on the utterly unfounded belief that "if I stick a leaf to my forehead, I have used invisibility, and it works on Liu Chang'an."
At present, only children like Zhu Juntang, Zhou Dongdong, and Song Taozi acknowledged this sort of "invisibility."
Liu Chang'an looked up at Shangguan Dandan, who stood atop the coffin lid drinking water.
He thought of a detail that only someone clever and alert would have noticed.
After the New Year, while playing at Gao Dewei's home, he had entered at night the Han tomb Li Hongfang had once excavated and found a "living corpse" suspected to be Wang Zhengjun inside.
That living corpse looked extremely similar to Shangguan Dandan, though there were some differences. She was a little more mature than the current Shangguan Dandan and looked around seventeen or eighteen.
That day, Liu Chang'an had carried the living corpse to find