Chapter 215

Speaking of this place, it’s no wonder that I didn’t recognize it at first glance. The former graveyard was overgrown with weeds, and dead trees, rotting corpses, and bones were all faintly visible among the weeds.

If there is a torn straw mat covering the corpse, it is considered that he was virtuous in his life. There are many corpses exposed in the wilderness. The smell of the same kind of corruption permeates the air for a long time, and no one would want to get close to it.

Now, the weeds in this area have been pulled out, and the half-meter-high tombstones without tombstones are endless from near to far. The large and small stones on the ground are intentionally laid out as places to stand. It cannot be said to be very beautiful, but it is a world of difference from the previous mass graves.

Wang Yuqing was still marveling at the changes in the cemetery when he felt a cool breeze blowing behind him. He turned around abruptly and was frightened again.

Miss Wen, who had just approached this side with a lantern in her hand, had passed by him at some point and quietly pushed open the vermilion door behind her.

Before being sent out on the mission, he underwent systematic training. How could he not notice someone walking past him?

On second thought, it seems that there is no need to make a fuss. The owner of this yard has a strange background, so it is normal to have an equally strange housekeeper.

"Mr. Wang, please come in. The host should be in the garden at this time. Please go there on your own. It would be inconvenient to keep warm."

"Uh, young lady, how do you know what I want?" Wang Yuqing was so shocked that she didn't say a word.

"Hehe." Wen Zhezhi just smiled. The only one who could suddenly send someone to the doorstep of his home was Master Lu. If Lu Yan sent the person back, she would not ask their housekeepers to do it.

Wang Yuqing seemed to realize that the question he asked was a bit silly, and he hurriedly bowed awkwardly and walked quickly into the yard. He turned his head to say thank you for your hard work, but he saw the door behind him closed quietly. Miss Wen, who opened the door for him, had no intention of coming in.

The same thing happened with the main door. How could there be no sound at all from two such heavy wooden doors? It was beyond his comprehension.

The current situation is that the housekeeper opened the door for him, let him in and then closed the door. He stayed at the door for a while. Obviously, no one would come out to help him out. How could they just let him go alone?

Having been there twice, he could probably tell the direction. The pavilions and towers in the courtyard were very different from the previous two times. The main building in the distance remained unchanged, but in his memory, there was a winding corridor in the direction of the garden.

Outside the corridor, the water flows in a winding stream, the green bamboos sway, and the water lilies, which are not in bloom in this season, are in full bloom. Fat koi fish are swimming in circles under the lotus leaves.

In just a few days, the entire yard was completely transformed. After crossing an archway and passing through the rockery and bamboo forest, the view suddenly opened up.

The small garden in front of me has not changed much. It is neatly arranged horizontally and vertically. The big flowers are planted in the back and the small ones in the front. The rows are very neat, like a queue.

It is completely different in style from the previous Qushui Liushang.

It's boring to stay in one place for a long time, especially when a guy who ran away to kill ducks never comes back. Rong Zhou took out all his dissatisfaction on the garden design.

As for the small garden they are in now, it is a small place created by Wen Ci Qiu and Tong Chen in the previous world. Rong Zhou did not touch their design. This place is full of memories.

As an elderly left behind, Rong Zhou has stayed here the longest time, intentionally or unintentionally.

"You mean, that guy just threw you at the gate and never came back?"

Wang Yuqing smiled awkwardly. Even with one eye, he could tell that the immortal (demon) in front of him, who was surrounded by a circle of golden light under the golden candlelight, was angry. Well, please forgive this messy name. Wang Yuqing just felt that this person looked more like an immortal than a demon.

He didn't know what the relationship between the two was. If they were monsters, a fox spirit and a lion spirit, they were different species. Or were they just the same kind of monsters? They started fighting and killing each other as soon as they met, and there was no sign of friendship between them.

One thing I noticed was that the person in front of me was probably more powerful than the one outside. The one was hiding like a cat seeing a mouse and even threw himself over. This one must be more powerful.

"Yes, Master Lu said you have a way, and he waved his hand and sent me to the gate."

Rong Zhou was so angry that he almost laughed. It would have been fine if he had just run away and not come back, but he was wandering around outside and causing trouble and then throwing it back home. Did he really think he had too much free time?

Wang Yuqing, sensing the other party's bad mood, steeled himself and said, "Since it's come to this, I can't just pretend it never happened. I still have to fight for it." "This is a very important military plan. The sooner we get it to our superiors, the sooner we can formulate countermeasures."

"Hmm? What's the plan? Show it to me."

Wang Yuqing hesitated. This document was brought back by a companion who had risked his life to get out of Jinsha. In order to get out of the customs, he went undercover as a translator in the dwarf country caravan. It seemed that everyone he had handled before had been compromised. This...

After gritting his teeth, Wang Yuqing finally took out the thin document from his arms and handed it to Rong Zhou, who looked a little impatient.

Rong Zhou absentmindedly took the document, which was very important in Wang Yuqing's eyes. He raised his hand and just glanced at it twice, and his eyes immediately became serious.

This document was closely related to an event in history, a great tragedy, and there was almost no hesitation: "Yes, I will help you."

Rong Zhou doesn't want a tragedy involving hundreds of thousands of people to happen. If this plan is passed on earlier, there may be more time to plan and respond, and some tragedies can be avoided.

Wang Yuqing's face lit up with joy: "Really? That's great. Thank you, Mr. Rong."

"So who do you want to pass this message on to? Please tell me that person's name."

"ah?"

"That's the man's name."

Wang Yuqing didn't understand why, but since this was a rare opportunity, he answered the bizarre question seriously: "Zhang Wei."

"......" This time it was Rong Zhou who was speechless. The population at that time was not large, only 400 million. Even if it was only a fraction of the population in later generations, compared with 1.4 billion people, 400 million was indeed a fraction. Among these 400 million people, there were definitely more than 10,000 people named Zhang Wei.

His method of delivering messages here is very simple, just like the secret chat in the game. As long as you know the name, you can send what you want to say to the other party. At this time, it is manifested as secret telepathy.

Now this secret technique of transmitting sound is not 1 to 1, but 1 to n. Anyone named Zhang Wei, or who identifies himself as Zhang Wei, or whose code name is Zhang Wei, can receive the sound transmission sent by Rong Zhou.

Once he sends out this information, there is no need for him to keep it secret. Isn't it just like the whole world knows about it?

"If you don't want this confidential document to be spread all over the world, come up with a name or code name that's not too popular."

After two people communicated, the name was determined based on the principle of confidentiality known to few people.

Wang Yuqing sat down and watched. The monster in white clothes, who looked like an immortal, held the confidential document and coughed and cleared his throat.

"Hello! Hello! Dai Chunfeng, do you hear me? Hello."

It was 3 o'clock in the morning.