Chapter 75 Village Chronicle
Jiang Liyue was unaware that someone was already plotting to curry favor with her.
She was only thinking about lunch and quickly forgot about the greasy man from earlier.
The main reason was that Xu Pengfei was so obviously disgusting and low-class that it wasn't enough to make her angry.
It's not worth her remembering it.
A good beating would be enough.
It's noon now, and unlike before, there aren't many villagers passing by on the road.
Strangely, there was no smoke coming from the houses along the road.
Jiang Liyue observed these details as she hurried toward the ancestral hall. She was very fast, her mind filled with thoughts of food, and she returned to the ancestral hall in no time.
The door to the ancestral hall was closed, but Jiang Liyue pushed it open gently.
She looked inside, but there was no one in the courtyard.
The paper figures were still neatly arranged in the courtyard, just like in the morning.
The paper figure's face was more noticeable in the daytime, a paleness that no human could possibly possess.
Their dark eyes stared blankly in the direction of the door.
Everything in the paper doll village was gloomy and gray, except for the clothes worn by the paper dolls, which were brightly colored and stood out.
A sudden thought flashed through Jiang Liyue's mind, and she instantly connected the dots.
The village chief she met that morning, as well as the villagers, all wore clothes and had paper figures that were almost identical in style!
There was no smoke from the kitchen at noon; he walked in a strange manner and had an excessively pale face.
Xiao Yi mentioned food without aroma and "paper doll uncles and aunts".
All of this information points to the same result—
The villagers in Paper Doll Village are all paper dolls!
So this place is called Paper Doll Village, not just because the villagers are good at making paper dolls.
On a deeper level, it means that the people in the village are all paper figures.
So, is the Paper Festival related to why paper figures have life?
Who is that blind old man, and what is the purpose of the little paper doll he gave her...?
Jiang Liyue looked thoughtful.
The next moment, a hand gently patted her back.
She instinctively turned around to grab the other person's hand and throw them away, but she stopped the moment she touched that hand.
The skin on my hands felt cold to the touch, with a strange roughness that felt somewhat familiar.
It was Wang Cuifen, whom she had taken the initiative to hold hands with last night.
"Sister Wang." Jiang Liyue turned around with a delighted smile.
The hand that was originally about to throw the person away was instead used to proactively pull the person closer.
Wang Cuifen stiffened for a moment, no longer letting her get closer as before. Instead, she moved her body to create distance between them: "Miss Jiang, I've brought you lunch."
Almost the instant she noticed her movement, Jiang Liyue realized something was wrong.
She observed Wang Cuifen's expression without changing her demeanor.
Wang Cuifen's body was stiff, her expression was obviously tense, and her eyes involuntarily looked towards the direction inside the courtyard gate, as if she was afraid of something.
However, her attitude towards Jiang Liyue did not seem like dislike; rather, it seemed more like respect and a deliberate attempt to avoid suspicion.
His respectful attitude was very similar to that of the village chief.
Just to avoid suspicion?
Was it because of the presence inside the courtyard gate that terrified Wang Cuifen?
This familiar feeling, this familiar possessiveness, instantly reminded Jiang Liyue of Pei Ji and Zhou Yulin from the previous two instances.
Jiang Liyue felt that she might have found out the truth.
So she didn't ask Wang Cuifen why she suddenly called her "Miss Jiang," but simply took the bamboo basket containing lunch.
He did not touch Wang Cuifen again.
Wang Cuifen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Liyue with a hint of hesitation.
After hesitating for a long time, he only said one sentence: "Just put the basket at the door after you finish eating, and I will come to deliver dinner again in the evening."
Waaaaaah, I'm so sorry, little sister. It's not that I don't want to talk to you, it's just that adults are too scary!
She had barely touched Jiang Liyue when she felt as if she were being torn apart.
She barely survived, and I really don't want to die like this, sob sob sob.
Jiang Liyue knew that Wang Cuifen had such a rich inner world. Carrying her lunch, she closed the courtyard gate of the ancestral hall before easily entering it.
His gaze lingered on the black coffin in the center of the courtyard.
Then, he calmly walked past the coffin and returned to the room where he had stayed the day before to have lunch.
She didn't leave the ancestral hall in the afternoon. She had explored the entire Paper Doll Village and had learned that the village was full of paper dolls.
As expected, many players would be gathering information in the afternoon, and she didn't want to run into the same kind of idiots as before.
Xiao Le and Xiao Yi, who had promised to come to the ancestral hall to play with her in the afternoon, did not come, so Jiang Liyue simply stayed in the ancestral hall to look for clues.
This is one of the most important places in the entire Paper Doll Village; perhaps there are some clues here.
Jiang Liyue walked into the main hall of the ancestral hall, where many memorial tablets were placed.
At the very top is a blank, all-black memorial tablet, seemingly made of the same material as the black coffin parked outside.
Apart from this black memorial tablet, the other tablets below are all ordinary wooden tablets.
The names were written on them; she counted them, and there were thirty-two in total.
However, they were not arranged neatly; many places were empty, as if there should have been other memorial tablets placed there.
In the corner of the ground, there was a memorial tablet with the name "Liu Laide" on it.
Besides these, Jiang Liyue searched around the ancestral hall again.
She didn't touch the memorial tablets, but she did see a village chronicle called "Paper Doll Village" on the offering table in front of them.
The above describes how Paper Man Village was actually called Liu Family Village a long time ago. Because of its poor geographical location, it was the poorest village in the surrounding area.
Until someone in the village learned the craft of making paper figures by hand after being instructed by someone else, the paper figures they made were lifelike every time.
The village started by making paper figures, and began to take on funeral services in the surrounding area. In addition to paper figures, they could also provide paper crafting rooms, paper flowers, and a whole range of other items.
The village became increasingly prosperous, and the paper figures became more and more famous.
Eventually, the name Liu Family Village was gradually forgotten and transformed into the Paper Doll Village we know today.
Jiang Liyue thought to herself, "It's a very ordinary and common village chronicle."
As I continued flipping through the pages, I discovered that the back was blank, but the middle pages clearly showed signs of being torn.
That should contain the key information that the Paper Village has become the "Paper Man Village".
Jiang Liyue didn't feel it was a pity. She would have found it strange if the key information had been given to the players so directly.
There's no such thing as a free lunch.
She put down the village chronicle and found a study next to the main hall. The study did not contain any key information, but it had many books.
There are many books on it, and it seems that someone has annotated them. The handwriting is sharp and the strokes are clear. Even from Jiang Liyue's mediocre calligraphy perspective, it has a strong style and is a style of its own.
Since she had nothing else to do, she simply read books in the study.
The weather was gloomy today, and even during the day, the study was dark.
She used the flint on the desk to light the half-burnt candle next to her.
Sitting comfortably in a chair reading a book, I vaguely sensed that I was being watched.
But when she looked up, the corner was dark, with only the shadow of the bookshelf, and no one was there.
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