Chapter 87 Peach Blossom Spring (6) (1st update + 2nd update + 1100 extra updates) [VIP]
What Guan Hongyan said made sense. Lu Changfeng looked at the half-opened document in his hand and said in a dilemma: "How about we go over there first?"
It would take who knows when the two of them would finish looking through all the information, so it would be better to wait until everyone gathered in that room and solved the problems there before coming together to look at it.
Anyway, the ancestral hall is here and will not move away. The people in this village have no intention of hiding any secrets or stopping them from exploring. On the contrary, the villagers are overly warm and friendly to them, and are very active when they want to ask related questions.
It's just that they are very curious about the outside world.
The old people in the village who don't have to farm are still quite reserved or too embarrassed to ask questions all the time, but the children are very straightforward. Yu Yiming is pestered by them to tell stories about the outside world every day, and he has become the king of the children in the village.
Bai Jin said that before they entered the ancestral hall, there was a child lying outside the door with a curious look on his face, saying that if they wanted to find their mother-in-law, they could wait for her because she was not in the village now.
Although Lu Changfeng does not look like a good guy to everyone outside, he has never received any strange looks in this village. The children in the village are not afraid of him, and the elders do not deliberately restrain the children from looking for him.
While the two were reading the village records in the ancestral hall, a few children were playing games at the door. Hearing Lu Changfeng's question, Bai Jinshu looked down at the half-read record in his hand and nodded indifferently: "Let's go."
The little girl who looked the oldest among the children at the door stood up pretending to be mature and said, "Brother, aren't you guys going to continue waiting for grandma here? Grandma will be back in the afternoon."
"We... uh, Wu... Wu Zongzi?" Lu Changfeng looked back at Wu Zongzi, and after he nodded slightly, he squatted down and replied, "We need to go find the other brothers. They are in a house outside the village."
"The house outside the village?" The little girl put her hands on her hips and thought for a moment, "I know!"
"I'll lead you there!" She ran a few steps forward and turned back to shout, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
The direction the little girl was running was the coordinates that Yun Guang gave them. Lu Changfeng compared them and had to follow her under the expectant gaze of a group of children.
The roads in the village were winding, and the children were familiar with the roads and ran very fast. The children in front were running and leading the way. Lu Changfeng glanced back from time to time while running. Wu Zongzi, relying on his height and long legs, walked slowly behind. When he saw him looking back at him, he raised his eyebrows and made an inquiring expression.
"No...it's okay." Lu Changfeng made a wry smile.
For some reason, he could easily approach and get close to anyone he had met before who knew his brother Ao, whether it was She Mochu, Isaac, or Chao Yougan who was not an investor at all, and called them "brother" all the time.
But this time, this person, Wu Zongzi, who claimed to be a member of the SKAO team, every time he wanted to get close to him, he always subconsciously felt that this person was very dangerous and it would be better not to get too familiar with him.
Lu Changfeng has not participated in many projects, and most of the team members he met were strangers. But even if they were strangers, as long as there was no competitive relationship, most people would always show some goodwill to other teammates with whom they would need to spend the next few days or even more than ten days.
But Wu Zongzi was very strange. He had been subtly staying away from the entire group. It was not true that he did not participate in the exploration and communication. He knew he would say everything, but he maintained a distance within the scope of politeness, exuding an aura of unfamiliarity with us.
It was already the next day, but Lu Changfeng still couldn't bring himself to call him "Angkor".
It was said that this person was sent by his brother Ao to recruit them into the team... He should have tried to win them over, but why did he just convey Skao's words and that was it?
Lu Changfeng silently doubted himself in his heart, and then followed a few children who were leading the way to the location sent by Yun Guang.
The hut was indeed located a little outside the village. Lu Changfeng and his friends had a village kid who knew the way there, so they were the first to arrive. When they passed by, they saw a young man carrying a bucket of water standing in front of Yun Guang.
Several children saw him and ran over, calling him Brother Yong. The young man called "Brother Yong" put down the bucket and picked up the little girl who was leading the way in front of him: "Where's your dad?"
The girl raised her head: "It went to the field!"
"Why are you still running around outside?" Brother Yong looked at the other children nearby and threatened in a low voice, "Go back to the village quickly, or your father will see you running outside and scold you again."
"No... Brother Yong always scares me with my dad," the little girl muttered, "It was these brothers who wanted to come. I didn't come up with this idea on my own. I just came here to lead the way."
"You should go back quickly even if you are leading the way," Brother Yong patted the dirt off her body, "Look at what you have been doing, you are all covered in dirt. I didn't let you out because I was afraid you would get lost outside. It's safer in the village."
"I know, I know—"
While the children were chatting with the villagers, Yun Guang whispered, "This is Gan Yong."
He should be talking about the name "Brother Ayong".
"We just thought there was no one in the house. When we entered and observed inside, he suddenly opened the door and came in. This should be his house."
"It can't be considered as my house..." Several children in the village surrounded him and refused to go back. Gan Yong put the little girl down on the ground with some embarrassment and explained, "The houses in our village are all built within the village. We don't know when and who built this house. Anyway, it happens to be in the field, so everyone uses it as a public rest room during daytime work."
While dealing with the noisy children, he said, "Because everyone uses it, every once in a while a family in the village takes over to clean it. It's just that it's my turn to clean it this time."
"You guys," Gan Yong said, lowering his head and pretending to be angry, "If you continue like this, I will file a complaint."
“Don’t—”
"Brother Yong is the best——"
The children surrounded him and refused to go back. Gan Yong scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Well...how about I come back and tell you later."
He was surrounded by a group of children who had finally left the village and were unwilling to go back. He said helplessly, "I'll send them back first. You guys take your time to watch. I'll be back soon."
The children of the village surrounded Gan Yong and walked back, laughing and making noises. Gan Yong's face was originally a bit of pretended anger, but it was soon exposed by the coquetry of the little girl, the biggest child in the group. He said unhappily, "You guys are just relying on my good temper."
The group of people walked away laughing and joking, and the remaining four members of the exploration team also came over one after another. Yun Guang roughly told everyone what had just happened. It was nothing more than that he and Guan Hongyan found that this house was very special. It seemed that its appearance looked very similar to the deserted mountain hut that they had vaguely seen in the moonlight that night. As a result, when they got closer, they found that it was indeed the same.
The two people stood at the door and sent a location, took a few photos and sent them to the group, then looked up and saw Gan Yong who came here to clean with a bucket and a rag.
After a few pleasantries, Gan Yong said that no one knew who built this house in the field and when, probably several decades ago, and the villagers could not quite remember it, so they used this house in the middle of the field as a temporary lounge.
Every household in the village will have different people responsible for sanitation every once in a while. He came here today just to clean up, but he didn't expect that he not only failed to clean up, but also had to send these children in the village back.
Yun Guang turned around and opened the door to everyone: "This is the house. Although Hongyan and I think this is the same wooden house we saw that night, out of caution you should still take a look together."
The exploration team members followed him into the house. Compared to the room that seemed a little gloomy that night under the dim flashlight and howling wind, the house now looked like an ordinary field hut.
The table was the one they used to summon the spirit of the pen when they gathered together that day, but the stools next to it had changed from four to one and were neatly placed next to the table.
It was probably because no one had cleaned the room for a long time. Except for the tables, chairs and benches that were frequently used, the rest of the place was covered with a thin layer of dust. The shelf at the back of the room was filled with a lot of farm tools, and in the row below were the alcohol lamps that Bai Jin had mentioned had been moved.
After everyone had seen it, they all looked at Wu Zongzi, who had shown amazing observation skills on the first day he entered the room. He walked around the room and nodded, saying, "Yes, it's here."
Guan Hongyan sat down at the table next to him without any hesitation: "That means this house is the only building we found in this place that overlaps with the haunted holy land."
"What did you guys say..." She thought for a moment, "Any formation must have a center, right? Could this place be the center of this entire space?"
She turned an inquiring look to Wu Zongzi.
"I don't understand..." Wu Zongzi shrugged helplessly, "What you said is already in the realm of Taoist priests. How could I possibly be able to do that?"
"Aren't you?" Guan Hongyan was puzzled.
"Have you ever seen a Taoist priest studying physics?" Wu Zongzi said.
"You," Guan Hongyan said sincerely, "in our country these days, monks need a doctorate degree, so it's normal for Taoist priests to learn physics, right?"
"What's normal about this..." Xu Zichen complained while flipping through Yu Yiming's phone.
"Doesn't he come from a family of profound scholars?" Guan Hongyan said casually, "If his family didn't inherit the Taoist tradition, how could he know so much?"
"Well... a family with profound knowledge is something else." Wu Zongzi did not give her a chance to continue asking, but turned to look at Xu Zichen, "Can Yu Yiming's phone be turned on?"
"Yes, we can open it after it is fully charged," Xu Zichen answered readily, "We just found the ghost video he mentioned in the photo album. It should be the complete version, from the beginning to the end."
Xu Zichen opened the photo album, took out a video and handed it to him: "This is it."
Bai Jinshu lowered his head and clicked on the video. The beginning of the video was on a barren mountain in the middle of the night with little light. The image quality was not very good, probably because the equipment used by Yu Yiming at that time was very ordinary.
The video starts with Yu Yiming's voice. The screen shakes and looks like a camera in his hand, shaking with his steps. In the background, Yu Yiming is live-streaming and telling a story about a man who fled from famine during the Qing Dynasty. When he was so hungry that he felt dizzy, he saw a group of pedestrians on a barren mountain. The pedestrians seemed to be walking, and they were heading towards him. The man who fled from famine quickly lowered his head to find some stones, hoping to get the other party's attention and beg them to give him some food. But when he looked up again, the group of pedestrians on the barren mountain had disappeared, and he fainted from hunger after his last bit of strength disappeared.
When he woke up again, he was already in someone else's house. It was said that some farmers from the mountainside came up to chop firewood and found a man fainted beside a big pit on the barren mountain. The man almost fell into the deep pit, so they quickly dragged him down.
When he asked about the group of people on the mountain, the hunter was vague. After he asked again and again, he learned that this mountain was a famous ghost mountain. Many people had seen ghosts on it. Among them were men and women, old and young, and they all looked like they were walking or living in the mountains, and they looked no different from normal people.
Some people have heard these people's conversations and smelled the fragrance of food rising from the smoke.
But no matter what they saw, when they looked again, there was no one on the mountain, and no sound of talking. That's how the name of Ghost Mountain came about.
Yu Yiming paused, and the camera's field of view stopped halfway. He seemed to be reading the comments of the live broadcast, "Where is this host..."
"I am on the barren mountain in this story," Yu Yiming held up the camera and took a circle around. "Please follow me and I will take you on an adventure so you won't get lost."
"Hey..." His voice suddenly paused, and then he said helplessly, "He left again."
"Damn... why are there so few people coming into this live broadcast room?" he muttered to himself as he walked. "One comes and one leaves. Is there no one watching this deserted mountain adventure?"
"New viewers, please follow us! Please follow us and you won’t get lost no matter where you are!" he shouted again.
"Well, this person just left without saying anything," Yu Yiming was puzzled. "Is it because there are not many people on the live broadcast in the middle of the night? You said this... The audience has been 0 for more than an hour. Isn't this too depressing?"
Judging from the screen, he seemed to have found a place to sit down, and he let out a long sigh, "I'm so tired after climbing the mountain for half an hour, just to live broadcast in this desolate mountain where many people are said to have seen ghosts. There's not even a bus, and there's a highway next to it. How am I going to get back to the city tomorrow morning..."
He muttered to himself for a while, during which time many people came and went. Some people questioned him, saying that they had never heard of this legend. Could it be that you, the anchor, found a mound in your backyard and were playing tricks there?
"I don't have the manpower or resources to play tricks," Yu Yiming died unjustly. "I don't even have a team now. I'm the only one on this account. I haven't even passed the driving test. I took a taxi to the deserted mountain tonight. The driver looked at me as if I were a ghost."
"People say there are ghosts here. If there really is a ghost, let me take a look, make a sound, let me know I'm not alone!" He shouted a few words, put the camera on the side, and then lowered his head to tie his shoelaces.
Just as he lowered his head, he suddenly felt something move in the distance.
He looked up suddenly, and there was nothing on the barren hills in the distance.
Yu Yiming tied his shoelaces and picked up his phone again. The live broadcast room, which had just been empty with 1 person watching, was now filled with comments from the new viewer:
[Fuck, host, something just passed by, I think I really saw it.]
[Isn't this someone you invited? ]
[You cast a shadow? ]
[Don’t you have a team? ]
[Host, please say something, don't scare me. ]
[Hey, are you okay? Can you make a sound? The camera has been silent for most of the night and I'm scared.]
【Brother? Brother! 】
"I'm here!" Yu Yiming quickly replied, "What just happened?"
[Ghost! It seems like a ghost passed by!] The audience member was very excited, [Oh my god, is this your acting?]
[Dude, you can't be that serious, are you acting when I'm the only one watching you? ]
[So dedicated? ]
[It can't be true? ]
【Brother???】
"I didn't... didn't? I didn't hire any actors." Yu Yiming raised his head, looked blankly at the empty space in front of him, and hurriedly ended the live broadcast.
After the live broadcast ended, he quickly clicked into his live broadcast review and directly moved the progress bar to a few minutes before the end of the broadcast.
He was protesting to the comments that he didn't have a team.
He casually put the camera aside and tied his shoelaces. At this moment, an old man seemed to be walking towards him from the open space not far away.
The figure of the old man looked a little blurry, but he could vaguely see that he was indeed walking, and the direction was towards him. When he tried to take a closer look, the shadow in the video disappeared.
*
On Yu Yiming's mobile phone, the video stopped at the moment when he tied his shoelaces and picked up the phone.
There are more speculations on the barrage:
[The conditions for seeing a ghost are very similar to the conditions for making your wish come true. 】
[Yes, it can only be achieved unintentionally. ]
[It is difficult to discover all the rules of this place. Once you find that you can only achieve the effect unintentionally, then this cognition itself is already intentional. ]
【The human mind cannot do something intentionally or unintentionally. 】
[This rule is very interesting. The more you know, the less you can know. This means that the further you go, the more difficult it will be to explore.]
[As expected of the difficulty of the assessment project. 】
[It’s a very idealistic rule. 】
"Move forward a little bit," a group of exploration team members gathered together and looked at the video, "Yes, stop here."
In the middle of the video, an old man whose face is not clearly visible is walking in the mountains.
"Zhang Ke and I spent a long time searching for this video on Yu Yiming's phone before we found it," Xu Zichen said. "Just when we finished watching it and wanted to ask someone who this old man was, we heard about you, Yun Guang."
"We thought that the video on the mobile phone could not be forwarded to the foundation's group chat, so we just brought it to everyone to watch together," Zhang Ke added.
"By the way, have the rest of you discovered anything else?" Yun Guang thought.
"Wu... Wu Zongzi," Lu Changfeng tried hard but still couldn't say "Angkor Wu," "I and I went to the ancestral temple, where we found all the village records of the villagers since they fled here. We found similar records of people from the outside world breaking into the mountain village. Just when I was about to take a closer look at the follow-up, you sent the message."
"We went to a few elderly people in the village and asked them where these clothes, paper, pens and other industrial products that don't meet the industrial standards of the small village came from," said Yu Miaojiao. "The accents of the elderly in the village are hard to discern, but we roughly understood that these things actually appear here from time to time at regular intervals, sometimes more, sometimes less."
"We suspect it may be the effect of wishing for something to come true."
"Hmm...it seems everyone has discovered something," Yun Guang pondered for a moment, "This cabin we are in now is very likely the core of the entire space. It would be ideal if we could discover the law of existence of this space here."
"Besides that," he looked up at everyone, "you can all go and look through the village history later. As for the clues about "Wish Come True" that Miaojiao and the others found, and whether the old man in the video is one of the villagers, we can ask together."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gan Yong's voice came from outside: "Brother Yun Guang, what do you want to ask?"
He sent the noisy children in the village back, and just came back here when he heard Yun Guang's last words.
"Hey," Yun Guang took Yu Yiming's phone from Bai Jinshu and put it in front of Gan Yong, "We want to ask if this person is a villager in the village."
It doesn't matter who you ask, the effect will be the same whether you ask the old people or the young people in the village. Yu Miaojiao and the others went to ask the old people simply because at this point in time, all the labor force in the village was in the fields.
"This..." Gan Yong squinted his eyes and observed the thing in his hand. He whispered what it was before continuing, "It's a bit blurry. Let me think about it."
"There aren't many people in the village who like to dress like this..." He thought, "If I have to say it's someone from the village, it could be Grandpa Huang."
"Can you take us to see him?" Yun Guang asked immediately.
"Ah... well," Gan Yong was a little embarrassed, "Grandpa Huang passed away last year... I may not be able to see him now."
The members of the exploration team looked at each other, and Guan Hongyan couldn't help but muttered, "Are you going to die too?"
Isn’t it a ghost?
Ghosts can die too?
Could it be that he was reincarnated?
"Of course?" Gan Yong heard her voice, and his tone was strange. "People are going to die, but our lifespan seems to be much longer than that of you outsiders."
It should be that Yu Yiming's communication with the villagers after he came here made them realize that there are many differences between the world outside the village and their world. So although Gan Yong was surprised, he still answered seriously: "Then do you still want to meet Grandpa Huang's family?"
"No need." Yun Guang shook his head and watched Gan Yong take out a few brooms from the room and sweep the floor, then prepare to fetch water from the well at the door to clean it.
There seemed to be no point in staying here any longer. Except for Yu Yiming, who needed to take pictures of everything here and publish them, the rest of the exploration team members walked towards the village.
Bai Jinshu was standing behind the crowd, watching Xu Zichen filming with Yu Yiming's phone while casually saying, "I wonder if there are tombs for the dead here."
"What?" Guan Hongyan asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Open the coffin," Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "If there are really ghosts here, aren't you curious about whether the body of a ghost will dissipate after it dies? If not, will it rot? If it rots, is it still a ghost?"
"...I'm curious," Guan Hongyan paused for a second and said sincerely, "Then let's go?"
Bai Jinshu stopped instead.
He looked Guan Hongyan up and down with curiosity: "Why don't you try to persuade me at all?"
"No," Guan Hongyan said vaguely while chewing a piece of bubble gum, "How can we verify the rules here without opening the coffin? Your suggestion is quite correct, why should I advise you?"
Then she saw Wu Zongzi looking at her with an interested look: "Because generally speaking, this kind of thing is against public order and morality."
"Then I have done too many things that violate public order and morality..." Guan Hongyan complained helplessly, "The more distant one is directly getting cancer, and the more recent one is becoming an accomplice in business wars. In comparison, opening a dead person's coffin, which can't affect anyone except the deceased, doesn't seem so immoral."
Xu Zichen finished filming nearby. After pressing the end button, he glanced at the two people and said casually: "It's mainly because Guan Hongyan has no morals. Moral kidnapping and moral constraints are not applied to her..."
His voice suddenly paused.
"What's wrong?" Guan Hongyan asked.
"My eyes seem blurry..." Xu Zichen squinted and looked at the field work scene he had just zoomed in on, then looked at the well in front of the cabin, "Do you remember whether the well was on the left or the right?"
"Ah?" Guan Hongyan looked puzzled. "Who remembers that? What happened?"
"No...it's nothing, it shouldn't be anything. I shouldn't have seen it wrong, right?" Xu Zichen looked at his phone thoughtfully, then looked up at the well.
"What did you see wrong?" Guan Hongyan leaned over.
"Well," Xu Zichen said, "Do you remember? There was no well that night. It only appeared after we came in here. Just now it seemed to be on the left, and now it is on the right. Is it possible that when I remembered it was on the left, I was inside the house, so it became the right after we came out?"
"It's impossible," Bai Jinshu suddenly said, "It's on the left."
"Are you sure?" Xu Zichen turned to look at him.
"I'm sure," he nodded, and they all stopped and looked in the direction of the village. "Based on your current position as a reference, the well was indeed on the left before."
The others followed them and stopped, not knowing why.
"But now...assuming that what you said is right," Xu Zichen's tone became hesitant, "then in the moment when I didn't notice it, it turned to the right."
Gan Yong, who was drawing water, also moved to the right side, as if he had always been on the right side before, and did not show any confusion or puzzlement at discovering that the well had changed its location.
"That house..." He turned around and looked in the direction of the village as if he had thought of something, and said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't it changing too?"
"What's wrong?" Yun Guang walked over and asked.
Xu Zichen looked at the video on his phone and slowly exchanged glances with Guan Hongyan.
"The locations of the buildings in this village change," Bai Jinshu organized his words, thought for a moment and said, "Well, it seems to be alive."
*
The new discovery disrupted everyone's plans.
Originally, they planned that some people would go to the ancestral hall to continue looking through the records, and some would go to inquire about the information about the industrial products that occasionally appeared here that were not at the current handmade level of the village. But now, everyone turned their attention to this "living" village.
After Bai Jin finished speaking, everyone fell into a new state of contemplation.
Yun Guang spoke first: "Well, let's sort out the priorities of the incident first."
"Since we don't know whether the village will change in the future, recording the village status is the best level. Finding out relevant information during the recording process is the second best level, and the village history can be read at any time, which is the last level."
Because it is almost time for lunch, many young and middle-aged laborers have to return to the village from the fields. What Yu Yiming said makes sense. It would be safer for them not to eat food in the village at this stage.
Although we are far from returning to our normal state now, we are much better than before we came in.
Everyone distributed the remaining food according to the eight days they would be staying here, and Yun Guang made the arrangements: "If this village is alive and can change, then it is likely changing according to some rules. Assuming that this rule can be traced, then our first priority now is to find it."
Everyone nodded.
"We are now recording the current status of houses and the distribution of various buildings in the entire village, and then waiting for the village to change. We will repeat this process until we have several sets of data that can be compared horizontally, so as to find the temporal and spatial patterns of change."
"Hmm..." He paused and looked at Bai Jinshu, "Zong Zi, what do you think?"
"Let's divide into groups," Bai Jinshu pushed his glasses. "I roughly remember what it looked like before. I need a few people to walk through the village with me again. Based on their memories of this place, I can correct my memory. This way, we can find the rules earlier. And everyone else will record the current construction conditions of the village and prepare for the comparison later."
"Okay," Yun Guang nodded, "Then who will come with him..."
"No need," Bai Jinshu interrupted, "I'm with Yu Miaojiao, Li Zhuan, and Zhang Ke."
"...Alright," he sent three people away at once. Yun Guang hesitated for a moment, roughly evaluating the efficiency of the remaining four people in recording all the buildings in the village, and finally said, "If you finish early, just tell us in the group, and we will assign some of the ones that have not been recorded yet?"
"Okay." Bai Jinshu nodded, watched the remaining four people assign some ranges, then each took a pen and paper and entered the village, then he retracted his gaze.
The remaining three people looked at him at the same time: "Are we leaving now?"
"Okay." Bai Jinshu pushed his glasses and walked to the front.
"Well...if you find that there is something you don't remember clearly, just ask us and we will try to recall it." Yu Miaojiao added.
"Okay," Wu Zongzi's voice came from the front, "If you need anything."
That's a weird thing to say.
Yu Miaojiao blinked in surprise. Didn’t he say at the beginning that he needed the three of them and that’s why he kept them?
Why does it sound like he doesn't necessarily need it?
In fact, there is a need, but it is not a need in the sense of correcting memory.
Bai Jinshu walked in front, folded his sleeves expressionlessly, and immersed all his attention in the synchronization rate this time.
30%, a relatively stable value for all previous identities.
But for Wu Zongzi, this value, even 1%, represents instability.
Of course, this instability does not do him any harm. After experiencing the previous identities of She Mochu and Isaac, who would have huge sequelae after 100%, he has already learned skillfully not to dig a hole for himself.
——It’s just that this time the pit fell on the teammates.
Old Wu, the only one in the tomb-robbing family who works as a broker, is a fool and has no idea who his cousin is.
In fact, the reasons why Wu Zongzi went to study physics were very complicated, but it was definitely not as direct as a sudden brainwave or a flash of inspiration.
Wu Zongzi has an almost pathological pursuit for results.
Although he didn't show much, Bai Jinshu could still vaguely deduce part of the truth: pushing the heir who had been carefully trained since childhood to work in an industry that had nothing to do with the family tradition was, if not for his own good, then for the good of others.
During the few activities he took before he planned to find another job, Wu's family might have discovered a very horrifying fact: Wu Zongzi, who was highly expected by everyone and regarded as a trump card, actually did not care about anyone's life or death. He only cared about the result and did not care about the process. In his eyes, his teammates were consumables and human lives were casual.
He is only suitable for working alone, and if he cooperates with others a few more times with his personality, the final result will be either his death or all the other members of the team will be pushed by him to step on the minefield.
At this point, there is no other choice but to change careers.
Physics may be his choice, or it may be a path forced upon him by others, but fortunately, Wu Zongzi actually did not have much obsession with what he wanted to do. Pursuing academic pursuits on a road that would never end is better than being a ghost in an ancient tomb dating back hundreds or thousands of years.
Compared with many of his previous identities, Wu Zongzi has huge flaws. It can be said that he has a subtle similarity with Skao. It is 100% likely that when Bai Jinshu wakes up, the entire team will be killed and only he will be left.
But compared to many of his previous identities, Wu Zongzi's advantages are too great. His morbid pursuit of the outcomes of events will inevitably form a fixed attribute with a strong directionality. In the field of ancient literature, which Bai Jinshu has no knowledge of at all, such a fixed attribute is undoubtedly very useful for exploring areas that he is not good at.
So after thinking it over again and again, he chose this identity.
In contrast, as soon as Bai Jinshu entered here, he found that the fixed attribute [Never Regret Even if You Die Nine Times] was generated, but it was very difficult to control himself from using teammates to block the knife, because this idea was almost engraved in Wu Zongzi's nature. Even 1% of Wu Zongzi thought so, which forced him to keep a distance from other people.
Unlike Scario who experiments for the sake of "fun", and the level of "fun" increases with the increase of synchronization rate, Wu Zongzi is completely "casual". The synchronization rate will not affect his casualness. When there is a need, he will push a consumable out, and then continue to move forward on the road paved by the life of the consumable.
It's exactly the same as his fixed attribute name.
[No regrets even if I die nine times], but it was my teammates who died.
Just like now.
When it comes to verifying the many anomalies in this village, there are actually three camps:
The first is the villagers who have been living here, the second is Yu Yiming who entered here through a special method but seemed to have been assimilated, and the third is the exploration team members who entered here in the same order but were not assimilated.
Assuming that the condition for seeing the villagers in Taohuayuan is to enter Taohuayuan in the correct order and then dig out the truth here, then what if someone comes here without following the correct order? What will he see? Will he still see the village, the villagers, the wheat fields and the lake?
Others must have thought about similar questions, but the biggest difference between Bai Jinshu and them is that he can really do it.
He has a very, very useful tool God.
And an added benefit is that once Huai Jiamu appears here, the safety of other team members should be guaranteed.
But the problem is, with his limited experience in summoning evil gods, once Huai Jiamu appears here after being summoned by him, he will inevitably replace a person's identity, because the essence of his power is to replace skins.
And if the villagers in Taohuayuan are really ghosts, then he cannot change his skin without it. If he cannot change his skin, then he will most likely take the identity of one of the team members.
But Wu Zongzi actually didn't care about the life or death of his teammates.
Although Bai Jinshu has a conscience, it is not much.
So after a brief game, he naturally sent away four people who were more useful to him and had even been unilaterally classified as team members, and instead kept three people he was not so familiar with.
Collecting his thoughts, Bai Jinshu began to try to summon the evil god in his mind.
Wu Zongzi's fixed attribute [Never Regret Even If You Die Nine Times] is very useful. At least this time he doesn't need to build up his emotions at all and can directly get the result of the evil god's arrival.
One second.
Two seconds.
Bai Jinshu's gaze moved among the three people.
Mainly on Zhang Ke.
According to his little understanding of the evil god, he should not choose to possess a woman's body, right?
Looks like a failure?
Bai Jinshu blinked and guiltily repented in his heart for a few seconds. Could it be that in the previous world, Chao Yougan had too much fun and didn't call out the evil god, so he was angry?
Come to think of it...Does the evil god really feel angry?
Bai Jinshu's gaze wandered aimlessly between the three people. Suddenly, he felt that the part of his heart that was seeking the truth and indifference to life seemed to fade a little.
Hmm? Coming?
He perked up and looked at Zhang Ke.
The familiar face did not appear in his eyes.
At the same time, Yu Miaojiao's strange voice sounded: "Wu Zongzi, what are you looking at?"
Bai Jinshu subconsciously turned his gaze away, and then his attention suddenly shifted to Yu Miaojiao's backpack.
It seems like something is shaking?
He took a few steps forward and narrowed his eyes.
It was a small octopus hanging from the zipper of a backpack.
There is a plush pendant on the zipper of Yu Miaojiao's backpack that every girl would like. It is an octopus that flips over, with one side happy and the other side unhappy. He has seen it several times when browsing Taobao. Yu Miaojiao must have liked this pendant very much, so she always kept it in her backpack. Even when the backpack rolled into the mud, it did not get the plush pendant dirty.
And now, the unhappy little octopus moved, and its dead fish eyes glanced in its direction.
Bai Jinshu suddenly came out of Wu Zongzi's mood: "Ahem."
No way?
The unhappy little octopus stared at him silently.
Bai Jinshu: “…Puff.”
He looked away guiltily.
The author has something to say:
Metal: If you don't want to come, you can refuse my call. I have received very professional training and generally I won't laugh unless I can't help it.
In this chapter, Jiamu Ge is a plush little octopus, Jia-Mu-Ge-(邪神叮.jpg)
I can't imagine what a two-faced unhappy little octopus looks like. I posted some tb pictures on wb. I'm really unhappy.
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