Chapter 19 Paper Man City 16
Zhao Xiaoxuan imagined a ghost king with a green face and fangs, and couldn't help shivering. Leng Jing said, "That's true, but no one has ever seen this rumored ghost king, so you don't have to be too scared." Zhao Xiaoxuan's expression softened.
After explaining what the Twelve Chaotic Ghost Witches were, Leng Jing collected the records and handed them to Jiang Yuelu, "Anything else besides this?"
"The rest is nothing special."
Jiang Yuelu opened it and took a look. The document was Mr. Zhu's appointment letter, and his name was on it.
"Time..." Jiang Yuelu frowned, "It doesn't seem like it was ten years ago."
Come to think of it, the test paper did not clearly state when Zhu Xiuyuan came to Yidou Town to serve as an official.
Leng Jing asked: "Do you remember when the couple came here?"
Jiang Yuelu answered without hesitation, "Twelve years ago."
"Twelve years ago..."
Leng Jing frowned: "But this appointment letter was issued nine years ago."
Just after the bandits passed through, could it be that the court was grateful for the deaths of so many people here, so they promoted Zhu Xiuyuan to be the parent official? But his wife was gone, shouldn't a normal person stay away from this broken place? Even if he coveted a career in politics, what kind of political achievements could he achieve in such a small place?
For some reason, Jiang Yuelu thought of the Zhu family's mansion that was out of place with the surroundings.
"What is this?"
Zhao Xiaoxuan approached the pile of black bone residue, sniffed it and frowned: "...I feel like it's something uncomfortable."
"Of course I feel uncomfortable." Jiang Yuelu said, "Those are the bones left after a person was burned to death."
"What?! Ugh..."
Chen Chuan helped Zhao Xiaoxuan to vomit aside.
Jiang Yuelu pointed at the pile of black bone residue and said to the silent Leng Jing: "If I'm not mistaken, these bones are the remains of the wizards from that year. Their names are..." He scanned seven or eight names, but stopped at the last broken page. Jiang Yuelu frowned and asked: "Torn?"
Leng Jing looked at the pile of bones for a while, then tried to pick up half a human ear, but another person got there first.
Lin Shenyin looked down at him, "This is mine."
"your?"
"right."
"How do you know it's yours?"
"Because I..." Lin Shenyin opened his mouth, and his mind was blank again, just like when he found this bundle of paper inexplicably just now. How long had it been since he heard the goddess' instructions?
He thought in a daze, tightly covering the half cold human ear, and subconsciously touched the hole on his ear.
Maybe, should, possibly... it's his...
But why wasn't he sure?
He became a fool immersed in his own world again, not even hearing others' thanks: "Anyway, thank you for finding this package."
Lin Shenyin turned a deaf ear. Jiang Yuelu shook his head. He could no longer remember the calm, confident and high-spirited look of the young wizard when he first entered the city.
He called Zhao Xiaoxuan and Chen Chuan over.
"I'll tell you the answers to the remaining two questions."
"!!!"
Chen Chuan: “Woo woo…”
Zhao Xiaoxuan: "I love copying answers, I love the university bully, woo woo..."
Amid the two people's crying, Jiang Yuelu read out the answers helplessly: "For question 4, choose D. None of the above answers are correct. The one who killed Liu Shitou was not a human, but Madam Zhu who appeared last night."
"She was going to kill me at the time, but..." Jiang Yuelu was distracted for a moment, then quickly came to her senses, "Question 5... The answer to question 5 is Madam Zhu's comb."
“But you don’t know what the problem is?”
Leng Jing interrupted them, "Listen to Jiang Yuelu, it will be dawn soon."
A ray of morning light broke through the wooden window, and the female voice of the system sounded again.
She didn't seem to expect so many people to survive. She went through the steps of answering the questions in a stiff tone. Seeing that everyone answered correctly, she was silent for a long time. When she spoke again, her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Very good, very good. I'm glad that the six of you passed the second test..."
“Please look forward to the third time!”
It was as if an invisible door had slammed down on their faces. After the angry voice had faded for a while, Zhao Xiaoxuan spoke anxiously, "...Alright?"
Jiang Yuelu nodded: "Okay."
Chen Chuan and Zhao Xiaoxuan cheered, but they glanced at Jiang Xinhui who was looking down and keeping silent. They raised their hands awkwardly in the air for a long time, and then they couldn't help but let them fall down.
Zhao Xiaoxuan said: "Xinhui, let's go look for Yuan Xiang, what if he is still alive? You didn't see him yesterday, is he dead..."
Jiang Xinhui nodded. Although she didn't expect a good outcome in her heart, she was a teammate after all, and it was good to find the body and bury him.
Leng Jing and Jiang Yuelu left Zuixian Tower. Lin Shenyin, who was sitting on the ground with an attitude of not leaving even if struck by lightning, was grabbed by Jiang Yuelu by the scruff of the neck and brought out.
The sun shone on the open space in front of Zuixian Tower, making everyone feel warm, but the topic they were talking about was extremely cold.
Jiang Yuelu: "You discovered it too?"
Leng Jing nodded.
Jiang Yuelu sighed, "System..."
Now we can't even call her a system.
The second test started at the last minute, a sudden trap, which system would induce candidates to answer questions incorrectly?
This style of doing things reminds me of Mrs. Zhu, who asked a question that no one knew, and it was clear that she just wanted to hurt people. They packaged it up with high-sounding words, pretending to be fair and humane to take your life...
Fortunately, they don't seem to be too unscrupulous.
She could only erase the questions and induce in the process, but she could not ignore the operating mechanism of the examination system.
If you answer correctly, you get points. If you answer incorrectly, you get punished.
In fact, there may be many answers to the fifth question. A question with key information erased can point to any direction. The answer "the comb is the murder weapon" is included in the tens of one-tenths. He is betting on a tiny probability of winning - the system was robbed by her, but she did not dare to do anything wrong in the name of the system. She killed four people in a row on a temporary basis. Last night, she had already challenged the upper limit of the system. She would not continue to kill people this morning.
Even so, the peace was only temporary.
As for what she said the next question would be...
Puzzles turned into a series of deadlocks one after another, and deaths came one after another. They were bathed in the sun, but felt the biting cold because they didn't know the way forward.
After a long while, Jiang Yuelu finally said, "When Chen Chuan and the others come back, we will go to the ancestral hall first and look for the red card they mentioned."
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When I came to the ancestral hall again, I saw the towering green trees from afar. The treetops were like giant dark green umbrellas opened in the sky, covering the clouds and the sky behind them.
Jiang Yuelu had an inexplicable thought in his mind. If the tree was like this, what about people and ghosts? There was a big ghost hiding behind the giant tree in this place, killing innocent people by using paper figures made of the tree.
He narrowed his eyes, "The red card they're talking about, is that the one hanging on the tree?"
"Where? Is there anything hanging on the tree?"
Zhao Xiaoxuan and Chen Chuan stretched their necks and finally saw a little bit of bright red among the emerald green.
"Really?" Zhao Xiaoxuan was very happy. "I can climb trees. Don't compete with me for this job. I can definitely get it if I climb up!"
She and Chen Chuan have always been taken care of, and now they can finally help. They can't express how happy they are.
Jiang Yuelu hummed, "Then I'll leave it to you."
The three of them quickly began to work together. Jiang Yuelu glanced at Lin Shenyin, who was sitting on the ground mumbling to herself, and said to Leng Jing, "Then let's go to the ancestral hall first."
When they pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, the cold wind blew all over their bodies, and their vision became dark. Jiang Yuelu looked around, and wondered if it was because they were the only two people there, but the ancestral hall became spacious and especially quiet compared to the day of the Zhongyuan Festival.
What fills this place may not be people, but the hatred that has been flowing for the past ten years and has become increasingly turbulent.
"What's wrong?" Leng Jing suddenly asked.
"Nothing. I was just thinking..."
He recalled: "The record said 'the ghost is under the red card'. But the red card was hanging high in the sky. 'Under' was the air, the roots of the tree..."
Leng Jing comforted him: "Maybe he has other intentions. Don't worry about these details."
Jiang Yuelu nodded and put the matter aside for the moment. The two of them started searching separately in the huge ancestral hall.
He walked to the table for offering memorial tablets. It was called a table, but it was more like a high wall. Too many people died that year, and the memorial tablets of more than a hundred people were piled up like a mountain. Each side was wiped clean. He stood in front of this high wall made of death, but he did not feel depressed, but inexplicably sad.
The breath of the past is like a thin ray of light climbing through the cracks in the floor tiles, approaching people's hearts inch by inch.
The rising light dust is like the smoke of the past, whispering something.
Is it resentment? Or is it unbearable loneliness and longing?
Jiang Yuelu went around the wall but didn't find any passage. She thought that the chained paper people were able to walk out from behind the tablet because Lord Zhu or someone else triggered the mechanism in advance.
It seems that this ancestral hall is quite famous.
Finding nothing, he went back and stood in front of the solemn high table again. He carefully read the name on the tablet, closed his eyes and stood still.
Leng Jing didn't find anything useful. When he came back, he saw Jiang Yuelu like an old monk in meditation. He was shocked and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Don't talk." He answered with his eyes closed.
After a while, he opened his eyes and shook his head, "One more."
"What?"
"The number of tablets is wrong. There is one too many."
"How do you know?" Leng Jing suddenly realized, "Do you remember everyone's name?"
There was a page on the test paper that was a household register of the town of Yidou, with the names of all the members of a family listed. Most people would feel overwhelmed when they saw this, so who would bother to look at it carefully, let alone write it all down.
Jiang Yuelu was still thinking, and said casually: "I just took a look."
The implication is that you can remember it after just one look. I can't do anything about it. Leng Jing vomited blood.
As for the extra tablet, it was actually easy to find, placed at the highest point. Because it was too high to reach, the two could only look at it from a distance, but they could see the words written on the tablet. It was no different from the others, but one name was missing.
This extra tablet is dedicated to an anonymous person.
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