Wang Quan sighed.
Sad, a little.
Surprised, but not really.
Judging from Ah Jiu's behavior these few days, Wang Quan could tell that she lacked a sense of security.
And as time went on, her lack of security increased day by day.
The problem was that Wang Quan had already killed the high priest right in front of her. She should not be feeling so insecure.
She also had a clear understanding of her own strength.
She knew that the villagers could not do anything to her, but she still lacked a sense of security.
Therefore, Wang Quan already knew that the villagers would find a way to take Ah Jiu away in front of him.
Or perhaps... she was never here in the first place.
The Wind Valley Village that was in the middle of a ghost hit wall... was probably a place similar to a different dimension.
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 there.
But to Wang Quan, it did not 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 as he walked to Cheng Weihua and the rest and asked, "Do you remember Feng Ah Jiu? The white-haired girl who was with me. "
Xin Zihao and the rest looked confused.
Wang Quan pursed his lips.
Alright, a bunch of losers.
"I don't remember knowing a white-haired girl called Ah Jiu. But since you said so, it means that this person definitely exists, and... "Cheng Weihua rolled up his left sleeve.
His forearm was bloody and there was a wound that had not healed.
The wound was carved with a knife.
It was three words.
Feng Ah Jiu.
"Although I don't remember this name, the fact that it was carved on my arm means that this person is very important to me."
Cheng Weihua looked at Wang Quan seriously. "So are we going to save her?"
Wang Quan smiled. "Not bad, Old Cheng. I'm starting to look at you in a different light."
Lin Yu frowned. "So did we lose our memories of something? Punk style mind pollution? "
"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."
Wang Quan patted Cheng Weihua's shoulder and signaled for them to move away. He raised his long legs and kicked the cabinet and the stone wall behind it.
Behind the stone wall was a secret room about five square meters in size.
No wonder Wang Quan felt that the interior of the house didn't fit in with the outside. It turned out that there was a partition.
It could only be said that his mind was not clear before. He could even overlook something so easily discovered.
Cheng Weihua lit up a strong flashlight and entered the house first.
There was nothing else in the room except that half of the room was occupied by a meter-tall safe.
Without saying a word, Wang Quan went straight in and violently opened the safe.
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 he remembered that there were books everywhere, so he put the cigarette back.
"I don't understand it. Which one of you understands it? Explain it to me."
The originally tense and suffocating atmosphere instantly disappeared.
Lin Yu stared at him with dead fish eyes. "Quan Ge, why did you stare at it for so long if you don't understand it?"
Wang Quan rolled his eyes. "Isn't that nonsense? I stared at it because I don't understand it. What if there's something I can understand?"
Cheng Weihua took the book and flipped through it. Then he said, "It's all pure ancient Chinese, and there are fonts from different eras. I can understand them individually, but I really can't understand them when they're combined."
He threw the book to Lin Yu. "You graduated as a graduate. Take a look."
"I'm a science major. How can I understand it? Besides, I've 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. Take a look."
Wang Qian threw it to Xin Zihao without even flipping through it. "I studied architecture. I don't even need to look at this.
"It's said that the peak of a person's knowledge reserve is from the second year to the first year of high school. Little Xin, take a look."
Xin Zihao didn't 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 people's names. It also says things like the ceremony is going on as usual. I guess we'll have to find the earliest one."
Hearing his words, Wang Quan walked to the innermost part 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 to the bamboo slips. "It records some of the founding of Fenggu Village."
He scratched his head. "The beginning is the time. Which year 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 was silent.
Wang Quan untied his tie and threw it aside. He was in a daze.
None of the three paid any attention to Xin Zihao.
Wasn't this a joke? How would they know which year these two were?
"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 Liu Gu's ascension to the throne, 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 didn't know, Old Cheng. You even know this?"
"Just a little."
Cheng Weihua didn't care about the way he addressed him.
He just wanted to save people and complete his mission.
He really wanted to know who Ah Jiu was.
Xin Zihao nodded. "Then it's clear.
"It says that in the first year of the Common Era, there was a strong wind in Luoyang. It was ominous, and the commander-in-chief ordered people to kill those who spread rumors, saying that it was an auspicious sign. Later, he ordered people to investigate and found something here. After that, he didn't go into detail.
"This commander-in-chief is Wang Mang. Later, because of the auspicious sign in Luoyang, Wang Mang claimed to be the descendant of an immortal.
"In the fourth year of the Earthly Emperor, the Emerald Forest Army invaded Chang 'an. Because Wang Mang's immortal bloodline was immortal, he was dismembered in the chaos and his head was kept by the new emperor. His eldest daughter, Empress Xiaoping, the wife of Emperor Ping, burned herself to death. "
After a pause, he continued, "But this bamboo slip says that Wang Mang didn't die. She gave birth to a daughter, the daughter of Emperor Ping. But because Wang Mang usurped the throne, she was afraid that her daughter would be killed, so she didn't dare to let her take the surname Liu. She first entrusted her daughter to a palace maid with the surname Feng. A few years later, when the storm died down, she took her daughter back to her side and changed her name to Wang Mang.
"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 to escape Chang 'an during the chaos. They came to a place 80 miles away from Luoyang, where the auspicious sign appeared.
"They built Fenggu Village here."
He put 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 found here … was an immortal. Back then, Wang Mang sent people to obtain the flesh and blood of the immortal and offered it to him. Wang Mang ate the flesh and blood, causing his family to mutate. The eldest daughter of each generation … all had white hair.
"In the end, Wang Mang chose to build the village here because this place could hide from the chaos of the war. Unless there was a special way, 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 Wang. Does this mean that her family is the descendants of Wang Mang's daughter, Wang Mang's daughter, Wang Mang?
Ah Jiu should be in the real Fenggu Village now.
But how did she disappear?
It probably has something to do with the ritual.
Wang Quan asked, "Did it say how to enter the village, or how the ritual was carried out?"
Xin Zihao shook his head.
Wang Quan immediately turned around and returned with the second scroll of bamboo slips.
Xin Zihao flipped it open and looked up.
"Quan Ge, it's here! How to enter and what the ritual is. It's all written here! "
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