Wang Quan sighed silently.
Sad, a little bit.
Surprised, but not really.
Judging from Ah Jiu's behavior these days, Wang Quan could already see that this girl was extremely insecure.
And as time went by, her insecure level increased day by day.
The problem was that Wang Quan had already killed all the high priests in front of her. She shouldn't be so insecure.
Moreover, this girl had a clear understanding of her own strength.
She knew that the people in the village couldn't do anything to her, but she still lacked a sense of security.
Therefore, Wang Quan had already thought that those guys had a way to take Ah Jiu away in front of him.
Or perhaps … she wasn't here in the first place.
The Wind Valley Village that was in the midst of a nightmare … was probably a place similar to a different dimension.
Now, this was the real Wind Valley Village.
The wind howled, blood rained down, and zombies were everywhere.
Perhaps this was the different dimension, and the real Wind Valley Village was on the other side.
But to Wang Quan, it didn't matter.
The girl trusted him so much, would he choose any other option?
Wang Quan lit a cigarette and smiled.
Of course not.
As a messenger of justice, it was his duty to not let the girl cry and bring her hope.
Wang Quan was in high spirits. He walked to Cheng Weihua and the rest and asked, "Do you remember Feng Ah Jiu? She's the white-haired girl who was with me. "
Xin Zihao and the rest looked confused.
Wang Quan pursed his lips.
What a bunch of good-for-nothings.
"I don't remember knowing a white-haired girl named Feng Ah Jiu. But since you said so, it means that this person definitely exists, and … "Cheng Weihua rolled up the sleeve of his left arm.
His forearm was dripping with blood, and there was an unhealed wound.
The wound was made with a small knife.
It was three words.
Feng Ah Jiu.
"Although I don't remember this name, since it's carved on my arm, it means that this is someone very important to me."
Cheng Weihua looked at Wang Quan seriously. "So we're going to save her?"
Wang Quan smiled. "Not bad, Old Cheng. I'm starting to see you in a different light."
Lin Yu frowned. "So we've lost our memories of something? Spiritual pollution in a punk style? "
"Don't worry about these details. The most important thing is to survive." Wang Quan replied, "Also, you guys are pretty good people. I have to help you complete the mission."
Patting Cheng Weihua on the shoulder to get them to move away, Wang Quan raised his long leg and kicked the cabinet and the stone wall behind it.
Behind the stone wall was a secret room that was only about five square meters in size.
No wonder Wang Quan felt that the interior of the house did not fit in with the outside. It turned out that it was a separate room.
It could only be said that his mind was not clear before. He could ignore something so easily discovered.
Cheng Weihua lit up a strong flashlight and entered the house first.
There was nothing else in the house, except that half of the house was occupied by a meter-tall safe.
Without saying a word, Wang Quan went straight in and opened the safe violently.
Within a few minutes, all the safes were opened by him.
There was nothing else in the cabinet except for books.
From the inside to the outside, from bamboo slips to thread-bound books to modern bound books, everything was there.
Wang Quan casually took out an ancient thread-bound book and flipped through it.
Cheng Weihua and the others didn't disturb him. They waited for Wang Quan to read for a few minutes before asking, "What's in it?"
Wang Quan was silent for a long time. He put the book down and took out a cigarette from his pocket. Then, thinking that there were only books here, he put the cigarette back.
"I don't understand it. Who can understand it? Explain it to me."
The originally tense and suffocating atmosphere instantly became tense.
Lin Yu stared at him with his dead fish eyes and complained, "Quan Ge, why did you read it for so long if you didn't understand it?"
Wang Quan rolled his eyes. "Isn't that nonsense? I stared at it because I couldn't understand it. What if there was something I could understand?"
Cheng Weihua took the book and flipped through it, then said, "It's all pure ancient Chinese, and there are fonts from different eras. I can understand them one by one, but I really can't understand them when they're combined together."
He threw the book to Lin Yu. "You graduated as a postgraduate. Take a look."
"How can I, a science major, understand it? Besides, I've already graduated for so many years. Do you think I can read code?"
Lin Yu threw the book to Wang Qian again. "Girls usually study literature more. Take a look."
Wang Qian threw the book to Xin Zihao without even flipping through it. "I studied architecture, so I don't even need to read this.
"It's said that a person's knowledge is at its peak from the second year of high school to the first year of university. Little Xin, take a look."
Xin Zihao did not refuse. He took the book and flipped through it.
After a while, he looked up and said, "I really understand it …"
"Oh?"
Wang Quan and the others perked up and surrounded him. "What does it say?"
"It's all about the names of people, and it says things like the ceremony is going on as usual. I think we'll have to find the earliest one."
Hearing his words, Wang Quan walked to the innermost part of the room and took out a roll of bamboo slips. He handed it to Xin Zihao. "See if it's useful."
Xin Zihao unfolded the bamboo slips and read them under the light of the flashlight.
After a while, he straightened up and said with a serious expression, "I know the origin of Fenggu Village."
He pointed at the bamboo slips. "It records some things about the establishment of Fenggu Village."
He scratched his head. "The beginning is about the time. Which years are the first year of Yuanshi and the fourth year of Earthly Emperor?"
Lin Yu stared at him with his dead fish eyes.
Wang Qian remained silent.
Wang Quan untied his tie and threw it to the side. He was in a daze.
In any case, none of the three paid any attention to Xin Zihao.
Was this not a joke? How would they know which years these two were from?
"The first year of Yuanshi is the first year of the Common Era, and the fourth year of Earthly Emperor is the 23rd year of the Common Era. The first year was the second year of the Han Ping Emperor, Liu Qiang, and the second year was the year Wang Mang died. Two years later, Liu Xiu established the Eastern Han Dynasty. "
In the end, it was Cheng Weihua who stood up.
Wang Quan was amused. "I couldn't tell, Old Cheng. You even know about this?"
"I only know a little."
Cheng Weihua did not care about the way he addressed him.
Right now, he only wanted to save people and complete the mission.
He really wanted to know the truth about who Feng Ah Jiu was.
Xin Zihao nodded. "Then it's very clear.
"It says here that in the first year of the Common Era, there was a strong wind in Luoyang. It was ominous. The Commander-in-Chief ordered people to kill those who spread rumors and said that it was an auspicious sign. Later, he ordered people to investigate and found something here. After that, it was not said in detail.
"This Commander-in-Chief is Wang Mang, right? Later, because of the auspicious sign in Luoyang, Wang Mang claimed to be the descendant of an immortal, immortal and indestructible. He usurped the Han Dynasty and established himself.
"In the fourth year of the Earthly Emperor, the Emerald Forest Army invaded Chang 'an. Because Wang Mang's immortal bloodline allowed him to be immortal and indestructible, he was dismembered in the chaos and his head was kept by the new emperor. His eldest daughter, who was also the wife of the Han Ping Emperor, Empress Xiaoping, Wang Ci, burned herself to death. "
After a pause, he continued, "However, this bamboo slip says that Wang Ci did not die. She gave birth to a daughter who was the daughter of the Han Ping Emperor. However, because Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, she was afraid that her daughter would be killed, so she did not dare to let her daughter take the surname Liu. She first entrusted her daughter to a palace maid with the surname Feng. After a few years, when the storm had died down, she took her back to her side and changed her name to Wang Ci.
"Later, Wang Mang was killed. She took her daughter, who was about to turn sixteen, and some soldiers and palace maids who were still loyal to the Wang family, and fled Chang 'an during the chaos. They came to a place eighty miles outside of Luoyang, where the auspicious sign first appeared.
"They built Fenggu Village here."
He placed his finger at the end of the bamboo slip and said, "It says that they chose this place because of the auspicious sign in the first year of the Common Era.
"It says that what Wang Mang discovered here … was an immortal god. Back then, Wang Mang sent people to obtain the flesh and blood of the immortal god and offered it to him. Wang Mang swallowed the flesh and blood of the immortal god, causing his family to mutate. The eldest daughter of each generation … all had white hair.
"In the end, Wang Bei chose to establish the village here because this place could hide from the chaos of war. Unless there was a special method, the Greenwood Army outside would never be able to find them."
"So it really is a different dimension." Wang Quan rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
White hair …
Ah Jiu said that her surname was originally Wang. Does this mean that her family is the descendant of Wang Mang's daughter, Wang Bei?
Ah Jiu should be in the real Feng Gu Village right now.
But how did she disappear?
It probably has something to do with the ritual.
Wang Quan asked, "Did they mention how to enter the village? Did they mention how the sacrificial ceremony is carried out?"
Xin Zihao shook his head.
Wang Quan immediately turned around and returned with the second scroll of bamboo slips.
Xin Zihao flipped through it, then looked up.
"Quan Ge, there is! How to enter, and what the ritual is, it's all written here! "
