Chapter 94 Peach Blossom Spring (13) (1st update + 2nd update + 12.8w nutrient solution) [VIP]
The barren mountain is now full of family members. No matter what, Teacher Sun is still a full-time teacher. It would be bad if he was discovered. So after talking to his friends in the Municipal Bureau, he prepared to take the eight students recommended by Hu Zhongtian back along the same route.
Bai Jinshu and Guan Hongyan, who were behind him, gathered together and were identifying the faces of these people one by one.
"What's wrong? What's going on?" As Xu Zichen walked, he felt that there were fewer and fewer people behind him. When he turned around, he found that they were all gathered together, and he didn't know what they were talking about.
"Wu Zongzi, are you sure?" He walked in and saw Guan Hongyan flipping through her phone while saying, "I don't really remember what it looks like inside, but are you sure that none of the people we saw in that village exist here?"
"Who is he? What does he look like?" Xu Zichen asked in confusion, "What are you comparing?"
He raised his watch blankly and looked at the chat panel: "This wasn't posted in the group either?"
"It's not the photo in the group..." Guan Hongyan couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she pulled Xu Zichen over and showed him her phone screen, "We're talking about the official announcement under the hot search terms."
She exited the image browsing mode and showed Xu Zichen the full text of the notice on her phone: "In the past few days, the rescue team has brought out all the bones and personal belongings that sank into the mud in the deep pit. Because the identity database of many people was not fully established at the time of their death, many families of that era did not report missing people to the police, just like the missing person in Teacher Sun's village. Therefore, many missing people cannot be found by their families in the public security database."
She roughly explained the reason for issuing these missing persons notices: "So most of the family members who have come to the mountain so far are victims whose identities can be confirmed and whose family members can be found."
"The remaining ones on Weibo are those whose identities have been confirmed but whose family members cannot be found, and those whose identities cannot be confirmed but whose personal belongings have obvious characteristics. Considering the long time, in order to expand the search scope and information acquisition, they also posted photos that can confirm their identities, so that neighbors or colleagues who once knew them can contact their relatives to claim the remains."
“Well, these photos were sent out.”
Xu Zichen opened his phone and suddenly realized: "So you want to see if there are any villagers from the village among these people?"
"Let's go back first." Yun Guang walked up and shook his head slightly at him.
Now that Teacher Sun is in the front, it would be a bit troublesome if outsiders heard us discussing these topics.
The remaining few people nodded in understanding, put away their phones, and followed the pace of Teacher Sun in front of them.
Several people came out of the mountain, and Teacher Sun exchanged a few words with the people in the village in dialect. Perhaps the topic of the barren mountain had been a hot topic in the whole Wanlin in recent days, and the villager who had known Teacher Sun since childhood also thought that he came back here for something related to the barren mountain.
The dialect in Wanlin City is not difficult to understand. Several members of the exploration team also heard most of it. As they chatted, they talked about a peer who was about thirteen or fourteen years old and disappeared here decades ago, and they all sighed a few words.
After the greetings, Teacher Sun drove their van to take them back to the city.
It was already three or four in the afternoon when they set out. Now it was not early considering the time it took to go back and forth and go up and down the mountain.
When we drove to the vicinity of the main urban area, Teacher Sun turned on the navigation and said that it was rush hour and it would be difficult to get a taxi. After all, you are Lao Hu's students, so I will take you home on the way.
Wu Zongzi's house was not far from the main urban area. After dropping them off on the roadside, Teacher Sun observed the surrounding environment and said, "Your place is easy to find. I'll pick you up here tomorrow."
He thought that these students of Hu Zhongtian were embarrassed to let him send them home in eight trips, so after discussing it, he reported a relatively central subway station entrance.
There is a parking spot on the roadside where you can park temporarily. Teacher Sun stopped by the roadside and flipped through his chat history and said, "My friend from the Municipal Bureau hasn't replied to me yet about what time he can enter the scene tomorrow. I'll let you know what time it is after he replies tonight."
After saying this, Mr. Sun was about to drive away. Seeing a few students still standing on the side of the road looking at him, he rolled down the window again and said jokingly, "What's wrong? Are you still going to see me off?"
"It's just that I feel it's too much trouble for you, teacher..." Xu Zichen stood in front, scratching his head, his tone a little curious and his expression a little embarrassed.
Sorry it's fake, but he is genuinely curious.
If the reason why Hu Zhongtian helped them could be barely attributed to the fact that Wu Zongzi was his student, then what about Teacher Sun in front of him?
"Okay, okay, get off the subway," Teacher Sun waved his hand, "You guys are just getting started, you haven't even bothered me as much as Old Hu did before.
He looked nonchalant, obviously used to their behavior. "Old Hu is a stubborn man. He has been going back and forth for more than ten years to prove the truth about the haunted Taohua Mountain. He would have continued if he hadn't gotten too old to do it. You are his students, and you have learned his stubbornness 100%. Don't worry, it's not a problem. I'm used to it."
"Let's go." Teacher Sun finally waved to everyone and watched the young people walk out of the subway entrance before starting the car and leaving.
After Teacher Sun's car left, the eight people who had just gone down the subway entrance walked up the stairs again.
Sitting on the stone pier at the subway entrance, Guan Hongyan crossed one leg, flipped through her phone, turned to look at Yun Guang and Wu Zongzi who had not come up yet, and shouted, "What are you two talking about down there? Come up and tell me."
"Here I am," Yun Guang looked up helplessly, "Zong Zi and I are going to confirm something."
He and Bai Jinshu came up to the platform one after the other, and they walked slowly towards the direction of the community. Yun Guang had to speak up under Guan Hongyan's urging: "I was just asking Zong Zi. I thought about it along the way. We didn't stay in that village for a long time, so it's normal that we haven't met some villagers before."
"Then what?" Guan Hongyan asked with concern.
"Then I said, in fact, we had already met everyone when we arrived," Bai Jinshu walked at the back, pushed his glasses and said, "If you all remember, when we first entered there, it was exactly noon, and the young and strong men who worked in the fields had returned. At that time, all the people in the village came to the ancestral hall to watch the fun."
“All the people in the village must have appeared in front of us at that time.”
Wu Zongzi's memory must have been deliberately trained. His memory of objects and figures is much deeper than his memory of faces and figures.
When they first entered the village, their physical condition was actually not very good, which in some ways affected Wu Zongzi's shorthand results to a certain extent.
Now, if he were asked to reconstruct the situation at that time, the first thing that came into his mind was the 3D structure of the ancestral hall, and then the people inside.
It is easier to recall if it is closer, but the ones that are farther away are indeed a bit blurry.
Fortunately, in order to maximize the chance of being recognized by family members or acquaintances, these photos were taken at angles where the facial features are extremely distinct or obvious.
Along the way, after Yun Guang asked that question, Bai Jinshu recalled it again in his mind. This time, he carefully scanned the faces of all the people in the ancestral hall in his memory one by one, and confirmed that all the people who appeared in his memory at noon that day were not included in the missing persons notices. He told Yun Guang only after getting off the car.
"Could it be because they didn't enter in that order..." Xu Zichen stood there and flipped through the pictures. He looked up and saw that the people in front of him had walked away. He quickly ran a few steps to catch up and asked, "Ah? Aren't you guys going to wait for me?"
He was referring to the sequence they had concluded at the beginning, following the stream - reaching deep into the peach forest - and passing through the cave.
"Everyone is discussing it. Who is interested in looking back to see if you have kept up?" Guan Hongyan curled her lips in disdain.
Everyone was walking on the way to the community, consciously or unconsciously, with Wu Zongzi as the center. Yun Guangzheng and Yu Miaojiao kept proposing hypotheses about this situation: "These people did not exist in the village. Is it possible that they did not enter in the first place?"
There were very few samples entering the village from the outside world, only them and Yu Yiming's two groups. Both groups entered according to the order recorded in Peach Blossom Spring, so they were sure that this was the only way to enter the village.
The verification failed because they had problems with their understanding of some of the links.
However, after breaking away from the village, the structure of the environment in front of them made them subconsciously fall into a thinking trap, that is, all the people who appeared in the deep pit had entered the village.
But what if these people have nothing to do with the ghost and the village?
The pit was so deep, and although the location was remote, it was still possible that they might fall. Maybe they simply fell into the pit.
"It's not impossible," Guan Hongyan tossed her phone aside, "Maybe they just slipped and fell into the hole when it wasn't raining."
"According to current analysis, people who want to enter the village must meet two conditions. One is to fall into a deep pit, and the other is to flow down the river before entering the village."
Guan Hongyan was talking halfway when she suddenly felt a very tempting fragrance wafting past her nose. She looked in the direction of the fragrance and saw a small barbecue stall on the side of the road. The stall owner was putting roasted gluten into bags and handing them to the customers in front of him.
The analysis that Guan Hongyan was about to say suddenly took a turn: "Hey - do you guys eat roasted gluten?"
When she mentioned this, the other seven team members who had not eaten since lunch suddenly felt hungry.
Since they woke up in the morning, they have only had breakfast.
At noon, five of us went to Hongjiang University to look for Teacher Hu. After we came out of Hongjiang University, we hurried to the airport to catch a flight. The flight was at 1:00 p.m., and there was no food on board.
After getting off the plane, the group hurried to the address given by Teacher Sun, and under his leadership, they hurriedly went up the barren mountain.
Up to now, they have not even had a drop of water, let alone rice.
As Guan Hongyan finished her words, several people felt their stomachs growl at a very inopportune time.
Lu Changfeng was the first to fall, and he trotted to the barbecue stall: "Boss, eight grilled gluten."
He stood in front of the barbecue stall and took a breath. He felt that his hunger for nearly twelve hours was completely aroused. He looked at the other dishes in front of him and said, "Sister Yan, shall we grill something else?"
"Uh...Yun Guang?" Guan Hongyan turned around and called Yun Guang's name.
"Hmm?" Yun Guang looked up and smiled helplessly, "Then why don't we eat first."
It’s time to eat at this point.
The brain is not clear about analyzing clues when hungry.
[Okay, if you are undecided, eat first! ]
【Now that things have come to this, let’s eat first. 】
【When you encounter difficulties, just eat. 】
"Then I'll pick the vegetables!" Guan Hongyan stood next to the barbecue stall and began to put handfuls of meat into the selection plate without even looking. "Is anyone picky about food? If so, please tell me. If not, I'll just take one of each."
By the time she had finished choosing, more than half of the dishes on the barbecue stand were gone. The owner behind the barbecue stand was smiling widely, and he quickly took the selected dishes with his hands: "Okay, that's it, right?"
"Yes, that's all," Guan Hongyan thought for a moment, "and eight more scones. If there's not enough left, add more."
She skillfully dragged a plastic stool over from the side, sat at the folding table next to the barbecue stall, and waved to the other team members: "Come and sit down."
The remaining few people sat over. The owner of the barbecue stall moved quickly and immediately took down eight pieces of grilled gluten from the rack in front. "The grilled ones have just been sold out. You may have to wait a while. Aren't you guys catching the bus?"
"What bus?" Lu Changfeng turned around belatedly and found that there was a bus stop not far away.
No wonder the owner of this barbecue stall always has a lot of dishes that are almost grilled and can be packed away just by spreading sauce on them. It turns out that this is next to the bus stop.
"No need to rush," Guan Hongyan popped her head out from the side, "Master, put more cumin and chili in my portion."
"Okay, do you have any dietary restrictions?" The owner of the barbecue stall skillfully flipped the grilled gluten on the grill, brushing oil on it as he flipped it, "Is there anyone who doesn't like spicy food?"
Guan Hongyan turned to the remaining team members and raised an eyebrow: "Do you have any?"
"If not, then we have to order all chili peppers?" she confirmed.
"Yes." At this moment, Wu Zongzi suddenly spoke.
He stood far away from the crowd and did not sit on the slightly greasy plastic chair of the barbecue stall. He stood beside it with his arms folded across his chest, against the backdrop of the worldly fireworks coming and going behind him, just like an isolated Clivia.
Clivia lowered her head slightly, and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "I don't need any seasoning. Just give it to me directly after it's baked without brushing it with anything."
"ah?"
Guan Hongyan looked incredulous: "Wu Zongzi, if you don't want any seasoning, what are you eating? Why are you so particular?"
Can you eat barbecue without seasoning?
"I don't like eating these," the very particular Wu Zongzi glanced at her slowly, shook the little octopus on his right hand that had appeared there at some point, and said casually, "Eating these things will destroy my sense of smell."
Otherwise why would he stand so far away from the barbecue stall.
Wu Zongzi's sense of smell was deliberately trained. In certain situations, smell and hearing are more reliable than vision.
In order to maintain this ability to capture tiny smells anytime and anywhere, he needs to stay away from the source of irritating smells for a long time.
For example, this barbecue stall in front of you smells so good.
Bai Jinshu rolled his eyes slowly in his heart, but still chose to maintain this almost ascetic life according to Wu Zongzi's ideas and behaviors.
After hearing this bizarre excuse, Guan Hongyan said:?
Wu Zongzi, you are a Taoist priest, where does the need to maintain your sense of smell come from?
"What..." Guan Hongyan silently complained, "Are you a military dog?"
This is the first time I see a human who still needs to maintain his sense of smell???
Wu Zongzi pushed his glasses and stared at her silently.
【It’s so funny.】
[But there is something a little strange about Brother Daoshi.]
[There are relatively few exploration team members in the Foundation who are not strange. 】
【That’s true.】
"De de de de de..." Guan Hongyan was the first to give in and shouted to the chef at the barbecue stall next to her, "Master, you heard me, leave a portion of barbecue without any ingredients for our military dog."
"Okay," the barbecue stall master laughed and said, "Little girl, you guys have a pretty good relationship."
"Me? I have a good relationship with him?" Guan Hongyan pointed at herself and then at Wu Zongzi, and twitched her lips as if she was not worthy of it. "Master, you are such a joke..."
After Wu Zongzi entered this company, he has been maintaining the appearance of an associate researcher. He wears glasses and is gentle and refined, as if everything he does is experimental research. However, what he does and what he says are all feudal and superstitious. Not only does he use a bone-chopping knife to perform the same trick as chopping himself with a kitchen knife most of the night, but now he has to compete with a military dog for work. She is really worried about Wu Zongzi's mental state.
But after thinking about it, it seems that the people she met who were related to Lu Changfeng, the brother Ao, whom she had never met, were not in a good mental state...
Oh, Chao Yougan's mental state is quite stable. He is good at making everyone except himself in a bad mental state.
Guan Hongyan numbly poured a cup of barley tea and placed the plastic pot in the middle of the table: "If you want to drink, pour it yourself."
White smoke was curling above the barbecue stall. After a while, the sun set from the sky and the night wind began to blow faintly. Bai Jinshu moved to the upwind position and finally condescended to stand behind Guan Hongyan.
While others were eating, he said quietly, "So according to the current situation, all those whose bodies have been found and confirmed to be the missing persons have nothing to do with Peach Blossom Spring. Maybe it has nothing to do with the rules of this space. It's just pure bad luck."
Guan Hongyan was startled by the sudden voice and turned around unhappily: "Wu Zongzi, are you a ghost? Why do you walk without making any sound?"
Facing her angry gaze, Wu Zongzi remained calm and continued, "Moreover, a situation similar to Yu Yiming's happened once before in Taohua Village several decades ago. If we can get a photo of the missing person from Teacher Sun, we can be sure that people who enter there will definitely disappear physically."
"If that's the case, then where the missing bodies went will be the focus of the investigation."
Guan Hongyan was distracted by what he said, and she followed suit and thought: "That is to say, if this is the case, these people who still have corpses are definitely not members of the Taohuayuan villagers."
The fact that the bodies were salvaged meant that these people were either simply unlucky and slipped into a deep pit and lost their lives, or they entered the Peach Blossom Spring village in the same order as them, and then escaped after seeing through the deception, only to find themselves in a pit several dozen meters deep.
In that era, mobile communications such as cell phones were not as developed as they are now, let alone making phone calls. This was a deserted mountain where few people usually came up, and no one would come even if you shouted at the top of your lungs.
Therefore, even if these people came out, they could not leave the deep pit. In the end, they could only starve to death in it and turn into a pile of bones decades later, waiting to be claimed by their relatives.
"I'm lucky. I have relevant documents that can prove my identity, so I can still return to my hometown after decades." Wu Zongzi's voice was light, as if he was not talking about a very thrilling or scary topic.
Lu Changfeng slowly continued the next sentence: "And those who are unlucky..."
"It can only merge with the mud at the bottom of the pit, and become a pile of bones whose names are unknown to anyone now."
There are several related topics floating around in the barrage:
[So what happened to this missing body? Does anyone understand? ]
【No. 】
【without. 】
[What are you thinking? This is a rule-based test. If I could understand it, I wouldn't have added other additional items.]
【To be honest, it is true. 】
【really. 】
[For rule-based assessments, don’t everyone read through the entire process in a fog, and then spend money like crazy to recruit team members after the rules are announced? ]
[Not really. There were also cases where everyone was confused until the end, and the assessment team members didn't come to a conclusion either, so everyone ended the assessment in confusion.]
【It’s so funny.】
"That's a good analysis. Don't analyze it next time..." Xu Zichen said weakly beside the folding table, "Is there a possibility? I mean possible. We are having dinner."
Is there anything you can't tell home?
Do we have to talk about such unappetizing topics while eating?
"Oh, I'm done." Wu Zongzi glanced at him lightly, curled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile, and found a seat away from the barbecue stall to ask Teacher Sun for the missing photo of the second son.
Guan Hongyan, who was sitting at the table, glanced at Xu Zichen with pity and motioned him to turn around.
Xu Zichen turned around and saw Lu Changfeng concentrating on fighting with a bunch of roasted leeks. When he noticed his gaze, he raised his head and blinked blankly: "Brother Xu, what's wrong?"
"...Nothing much," Xu Zichen was very melancholy, and pushed his plate towards Lu Changfeng, "Eat more, and eat my portion too."
Lu Changfeng: "That's so embarrassing."
Then he smoothly accepted Xu Zichen's dish.
Xu Zichen sat on the barbecue table, staring melancholy at the exploration team members who were eating, who seemed unaffected except for him. Guan Hongyan waved her hand in disdain: "Hurry up and leave. I can't eat if you stare at me like that."
“Then why do you think I can eat after listening to your analysis…” Xu Zichen said dimly.
"Stop talking nonsense," Guan Hongyan gestured to stop, "Just go somewhere cooler."
Xu Zichen looked around, and finally moved his stool to Wu Zongzi's side, leaning over to look at his phone: "Wu Zongzi, what are you doing?"
"Ask Teacher Sun for the photo." Wu Zongzi showed him the dialog box between him and Teacher Sun from the side.
Teacher Sun said that the family next door had lost contact with their entire community for decades. He was young at that time, and now he only remembers that the second child next door was lost. As for what the second child next door looked like, he had long forgotten it completely.
But the old people in the village may still remember it.
Teacher Sun replied to several messages, saying that he saw his father in the yard of the community, playing chess with elderly people from other villages, and he went down to ask.
After a while, the message that came back from the other side was also very helpless. The other elderly people in the village did not have the photos either. And it was not a question of whether they could be found or not. The camera was a luxury in that era. In addition, Taohua Village was a poor and dilapidated mountain village before it was demolished. Erzi had never seen a camera from birth to death, let alone being able to find photos.
"Hiss... what should we do?" Xu Zichen was watching from the side, even more anxious than Wu Zongzi. "Then can you draw the appearances of those people in the Peach Blossom Spring for them, and then let them recognize them?"
Wu Zongzi glanced at him calmly and said, "I can't draw."
"What should I do then..." Xu Zichen gritted his teeth, "I hate the feeling of having the clues cut off halfway through an investigation..."
Bai Jinshu retracted his gaze and sent a message to Teacher Sun again: [Does anyone else in the village still remember what he looks like? ]
[This should be what I remember... There are a lot of elderly people in the village, so I can roughly describe it by piecing together.] Teacher Sun replied very slowly.
[Wait a moment, my dad is still downstairs, I'll go ask him.]
Bai Jinshu held his phone and waited for a long time until a video call came in.
Xu Zichen heard the video call and leaned over. On the other end of the line was an old man who looked energetic. After the old man answered the call, he said "hello" several times, and then Teacher Sun's voice appeared next to him: "Dad, the other end picked up."
"Oh, you picked it up, didn't you?" The old man on the other end searched the phone for a long time, "This is it, right?"
"Yes." Teacher Sun nodded.
"Well, that boy," Mr. Sun's father said after thinking for a moment, "Second Son is easy to recognize. When he was a kid, he fell and cut his forehead. The barefoot doctor in the village sewed it up, but it wasn't done properly. After the wound healed, there was a very obvious scar."
Bai Jinshu looked thoughtful.
"Dad, please say a little more." Teacher Sun beside him urged.
"I still have to think about this... It's been so many years, and you suddenly asked me what he looked like. I can only remember the scar." Teacher Sun's father thought for a moment, and simply raised his head and shouted to an old man opposite, "Old Wang, do you remember?"
"Me? I don't remember," the camera couldn't capture the old man, only his voice could be heard, "Now if you ask me what Lao Gan and his wife next door look like, I don't even remember."
"Ah...it's been too long," Mr. Sun's father patted the table and sighed, "I used to go to Lao Gan's house every day. Now I think it was decades ago. After so many years, I don't know how their family is doing..."
"Whose house is this?" Someone passing by with a chessboard in his hand asked curiously.
"The Gan family," Teacher Sun's father waved his hand, "something happened in Taohua Mountain these days. My son said the police are investigating. Someone came to ask what the second son of the Gan family looked like. I wonder if he has been found."
So this is how Teacher Sun convinced his father.
Xu Zichen couldn't help but cough lightly. He was originally sitting crookedly, but now he involuntarily sat up straight in front of the camera.
On the other end of the phone, an old man passing by with a chessboard in his hand exclaimed, then came over, looked at the two people on the other side of the video and sighed, "Comrade police officer."
"Let me think about it..." The old man held his chin and thought for a while, "The second son of the Gan family... He doesn't look special, but he's a little bit shaggy. If I were to identify him now, I wonder if I could tell from his bones that he was injured."
"Ah? How could that be?" Teacher Sun's father looked completely unaware.
"Yes," the old man nodded, "When Erzi was a child, he injured his bones when he went down to the river. Although he recovered later, his legs and feet are still a little unsteady. It's not obvious when he walks, but it's very obvious when he runs."
He lowered his voice and whispered to Teacher Sun's father, "Otherwise, why was he the one who got lost among the five boys? The second son of the Gan family had weak legs and couldn't run fast. While the others were running out of the woods, he was still in the woods and got caught by a ghost, so he got lost."
"Lao Gan had a falling out with them because the other four who were more capable than him had no conscience and tricked his second son into going up the mountain. They dragged him to Taohua Mountain even though they knew he couldn't run fast, and used him as a scapegoat. That's why the incident happened," the old man said in a more mysterious tone. "In the end, this matter was caused by the incident we had in the past..."
He sighed and shook his head: "When those people dressed as Taoist priests came up the mountain, we shouldn't have gone to the mountain to cut trees for that little money. I remember there was a village on the mountain when we were young, and I don't know where it went later. Could that be..."
"That's enough, that's the society we live in now," Teacher Sun's father said with a look of disdain as he moved the camera away. "The police officer is right across the street!"
The old man next to him raised his head as if he suddenly realized something: "Oh, yes, yes, look at my brain."
He lowered his head and explained: "Comrade police officer, this is the situation of Erzi. In our time, we didn't have much of a legal concept, and we went up the mountain and cut down trees indiscriminately, which caused trouble for the greening of Wanlin City behind..."
The old man lowered his head, picked up the chessboard and gave a few earnest instructions, then walked away looking back three times with the last step.
Teacher Sun arrived home holding his phone. Seeing the two people opposite him looking as if they wanted to ask something, he said helplessly, "You want to ask about my dad's past, right?"
He pursed his lips, looking helpless. "The man just now was an uncle in the village. I don't know much about this matter. I only know that when he and my father were still young, one day, a group of people dressed as Taoist priests came to the village and said they wanted to find someone to help cut down trees. They would pay according to the number of trees cut down."
"My dad and several other uncles in the village were still young at the time. After hearing this, they followed the group. Only then did they realize they were going to cut trees on Taohua Mountain."
"At that time, Taohua Mountain was not so desolate. It was said that there were many trees on the mountain that did not grow leaves all year round. After they went up, the man who looked like a Taoist priest said that these dead trees without leaves were all top-quality lightning-struck wood, and the lightning-struck trees were peach trees, which were good things to ward off evil spirits."
"So he ordered my dad and the others to cut down the trees. After they were done, the Taoist-looking people gave each of them a plaque made of peach wood, saying it was used to ward off evil spirits and could be passed down as a family heirloom."
"The story of the haunted mountain has been around for a long time, but it has always been a legend, and no one has confirmed it. Later, the story of the peach wood being able to ward off evil spread, and some people wanted to go up the mountain to cut some to make amulets to ward off evil for their descendants," Teacher Sun pursed his lips in disapproval. "But after going up the mountain, they saw some ghost-like shadows in the mountain, and they dispersed when they walked past them."
"Later, several people saw ghosts, and some said it was because the Taoists cut down the peach trees that originally suppressed the evil spirits at the foot of the mountain. Now there was no peach wood to suppress the evil spirits on the mountain, and all the demons and ghosts on the mountain ran out. Then the rumors became more and more mysterious," he shook his head helplessly and spread his hands to Bai Jinshu and the others. "I don't know whether you physics students believe it or not, but that's the rumor. According to my dad, after the peach wood was gone, he often heard people say that the mountain was haunted. When he was young, several people also disappeared."
"After Erzi died, most of the hunters and woodcutters who came up the mountain to look for him were the ones who had received money from the Taoist priests to cut peach trees," he sighed softly. "Erzi's parents severed ties with the villagers because of this. His parents never cut trees and only guarded their land, so they thought that the evil deeds of other villagers when they were young had finally come back to haunt their son. For decades, they have not seen their former neighbors in the same village again."
After this sentence was said, the video fell into a brief silence.
Bai Jinshu's expression was full of thought. Someone seemed to be calling him from Teacher Sun's side. He hurriedly answered and said to the phone, "My daughter called me. I'll hang up first. My friend from the Municipal Bureau called just now and said that I can come over at 2:30 in the afternoon. Remember to prepare."
After the video call ended, Bai Jinshu maintained the same action as before, and it was obvious that he had thought of something.
"Xu Zichen," he suddenly looked up, "take off your clothes."
"Ah?" Xu Zichen looked confused, "I... take off my clothes here?"
On the main road?
Not so good???
"Just take it off." Wu Zongzi sighed softly and started trying to take off his shirt.
"Hey, hey, hey, I can do it myself!!!" Xu Zichen grabbed his collar and shrank back under the strange gazes of passers-by. He coughed lightly and asked in confusion, "Hey, if you want me to take off my coat, you should at least tell me what you want to do first, right?"
Under the questioning gaze of the plush little octopus, Bai Jinshu continued to click his tongue and said simply, "Take a photo."
"What are you shooting?" Xu Zichen muttered as he took off his outer coat and pulled his T-shirt up.
After a few seconds, he heard Wu Zongzi's calm voice: "Okay."
"What are you taking pictures of?" Xu Zichen came over curiously.
"The injury on the back." Bai Jinshu sent the photo directly to the group.
After a few notification sounds indicating that they had received the message, the others at the table curiously opened the photo, and then looked in Wu Zongzi's direction with indescribable expressions.
"Brother Wu, what is this?" Lu Changfeng asked in a hoarse voice.
"Xu Zichen's back." Guan Hongyan said quickly from the side.
"But Zong Zi definitely didn't take this photo to pat Xu Zichen's back, right?" Yun Guang said in a gentle voice.
"What do you think this photo looks like?" Bai Jinshu ignored Xu Zichen's accusing look and spoke in a very calm tone.
"Isn't this the mark on his back that we found after entering the village?" Yu Miaojiao asked in a strange tone, "We said at the time that this was like the mark left after being dragged, but it hasn't disappeared after so many days, which is a bit strange."
"Spider web or tree roots?" Zhang Ke asked, "I remember that's how we analyzed it at the beginning."
"There's more." Bai Jin said.
"Do you think this thing," he paused, "is like a scar left after being struck by lightning?"
The author has something to say:
Thank you all for liking Brother Zong. I have tried all the methods you have thought of, but I have to be responsible to everyone who bought this book. To be on the safe side, I dare not do any more. I am sorry for affecting the experience of following the update.
Regarding the outline and settings that Brother Zong abandoned, as well as the hand-drawn schematics, I will post them on wb after this copy is completed. If you are interested, you can take a look at it then~
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