(Time Travel + Space + Ancient Martial Arts + 1v1 + Patriotism) The descendants of the great shaman priest have dwindled. Unable to bear it, the old ancestor sends a modern orphan girl to the 1960s...
An Moxue glanced at him and asked, "If you're afraid, can you not do it?"
His answer was devoid of any emotion: "No."
She rolled her eyes. What else is there to say?
After dark, An Moxue said, "The gatekeeper is still there. I'll deal with him. You go ahead."
Before Wu Sicheng could say anything, a silver needle appeared in her hand, and she quickly pierced the soldier's neck. The soldier froze, motionless.
An Moxue raised her hand and made a forward gesture, and the two of them quickly went inside.
Along the way, there were either soldiers guarding the place or keys locking the doors, so we weren't moving very fast, but we didn't find anyone inside the building.
Although they hadn't finished checking, the two had already given up hope of finding the person.
In the middle of the night, the two had already searched two buildings but still found nothing. An Moxue asked, "What should we do? Where should we look next?"
Wu Sicheng asked, "Have you noticed that there are people standing guard and patrolling in the northwest corner during the day, and they still are now? There must be something important there. Let's go take a look."
An Moxue's eyes gleamed with golden light. "Go."
The two men missed their patrol and ended up in the northwest corner, where there were only a few bungalows.
The two acted separately, attacking from the north and south. An Moxue took them down one by one with each needle, while Wu Sicheng took them down one by one with each turn of his head. The two of them dealt with the people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
Then, upon entering the room, they saw two people busy at work. One of them was the same person who had dropped the notebook at An Moxue's feet that day.
An Moxue, faster than her brain, flicked a silver needle, and the person fainted on the spot.
Wu Sicheng covered Kong Daoxue's mouth and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Kong Daoxue."
Kong Daoxue relaxed a lot when he heard the familiar language.
Wu Sicheng sensed his unusual behavior and said, "I was sent by the Lan Kingdom government. If you cooperate well, I will let you go."
He nodded.
Wu Sicheng released him, then looked at him and said, "Do you want to leave? Go back to Lan Kingdom?"
He asked hesitantly, "Is it okay? We can't get out of here."
Wu Sicheng replied, "We will do our best to help you as long as you want to."
An Moxue said, "You take Mr. Kong away, and I'll create some trouble to buy some time."
"No, you take Mr. Kong away, I'll cover your retreat. I'll send you out first."
An Moxue thought for a moment and said, "Okay, be careful."
So the two of them, along with Kong Daoxue, evaded the patrolling soldiers and left the research institute.
At this moment, the research institute also sounded the alarm.
"Quick, you guys go first, I'll cover the rear." Wu Sicheng said, running back.
Only by going back and causing trouble, making the people at the research institute think they are still inside, can they delay their search and give An Moxue a chance to leave quickly with Kong Daoxue.
An Moxue glanced at him, grabbed Kong Daoxue, and ran away into the distance without looking back.
When Kong Daoxue was panting heavily and could run faster than he could walk, An Moxue looked around and said to him, "Mr. Kong, I apologize for the inconvenience."
After saying this, without waiting for Kong Daoxue's reply, she took out a silver needle and knocked him unconscious.
Then with a wave of her hand, a jeep appeared. An Moxue put Kong Daoxue into the car and drove off at high speed with Kong Daoxue in tow.
As dawn broke, Kong Daoxue slowly awoke.
He opened his eyes, momentarily confused and wary. When he saw An Moxue driving, he asked, "Miss, have we escaped? Where is the other person?"
An Moxue glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, sir. We've already gone quite far. As for the other person, I don't know. I'm only responsible for getting you away. There's food in the back seat. You can eat some first. We don't know what will happen next, so we need to conserve our energy."
Kong Daoxue glanced outside, then at An Moxue, and said, "Alright. Thank you for coming. How did you know I'd been arrested?"
An Moxue smiled and said, "Didn't the gentleman give me the notebook?"
Kong Daoxue asked in surprise, "You? You're that girl? But what do you look like now?"
"I've done a little disguise, sir. You still haven't answered my question."
"Oh! I rushed out that day and saw you. It was a spur-of-the-moment thought that you might be my hope. I don't know if my notebook is still intact."
An Moxue stopped the car, turned to look at Kong Daoxue, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not satisfied with your answer. Can you tell me the real reason?"
He said very seriously, "That's the reason. May I ask your name? Your real name?"
“An Moxue.” After An Moxue finished speaking, she stared at her intently.
"An? Isn't it Nalan?" Kong Daoxue asked in surprise.
An Moxue's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "Did you give me the notebook because you thought I was from the Nalan family?"
"Are you?" he asked instead of answering.
"I am."
Hearing An Moxue's reply, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."
An Moxue turned around, restarted the car, and said, "Can you tell me why?"
“I know someone who looks a lot like you. I thought you were her descendant, so I took a gamble without hesitation that day. But I haven’t seen her for many years.”
What's her name?
"Nalan Dieyi".
As far as An Moxue knew, she changed her surname to Lan after she went to seek refuge with the An family. So this person probably knew Na Dieyi before that.
"Could you tell me when you first met? When was the last time you saw each other?"
“We’ve known each other since we were little. Our families lived close by. The last time we met was when I was eight and she was five. That year, her whole family died in the war, leaving only her as a little girl.”
An Moxue thought to herself, "No way! Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
"Could you tell me her address and your address?"
"At the intersection of North Street, Anping County, Feilong Province. Our two families are neighbors. Can you tell me about your relationship with Dieyi?"
"You saw her when you were so young, and haven't seen her since. How can you be sure I look like her?"
He spoke as if to An Moxue, but also as if to himself: "Don't they look alike? They're clearly the same. Especially the eyes. You haven't told me about your relationship with Dieyi yet."
“I am her daughter, but now she is not called Nalan Dieyi, but Lan Dieyi.”
Is she alright?
"Sacrificed."
He exclaimed, "What?"
"He sacrificed his life a few years ago."
After a long while, he finally spoke, asking, "Can you tell me?"
“My mother became a proletarian fighter when she was young, and she and my father sacrificed their lives in a mission a few years ago.”
He stammered, "Then, the Nalan family is wiped out?"
"Who said that? I'm still here."
He gazed out the window and said slowly, "That doesn't count. You don't even have the surname Nalan, so how can this surname be passed down?"