He Feihu died so mysteriously, and I still have many questions I want to ask him.
For example, the matter concerning He Feilong, and the matter concerning the owl.
Unfortunately, this guy just left behind two inexplicable sentences and then disappeared.
"Alright, Lao Dao, we don't have any leads right now, so let's split up!"
Lao Dao and I split up and prepared to search through all the files in the office.
Lao Dao and I each took a stack and began reading the contents word by word. These were things from the time the school was established.
He Feihu aptly categorized them into one type.
We patiently flipped through the pages, which listed many teachers from the school's founding, and we memorized many of their names.
In the archives from 20 years ago, I saw a familiar name: Cao Rongbin.
"Old Dao, come here! This is Teacher Cao's file!"
I took a deep breath and handed the file to Lao Dao. Lao Dao picked it up and examined it repeatedly before exclaiming in shock.
"Brother Chen, this can't be right. How could this have happened 20 years ago?"
I was actually quite annoyed. I had been wondering if it was just a case of people sharing the same name, since Cao Rongbin isn't exactly a rare name.
It is not impossible for a school to have two teachers named Cao Rongbin.
However, there was also a photo of Teacher Cao Rongbin in this file. I only found the gray-white ID photo at the very end.
The person in the photo looks exactly like the security guard we encountered before.
"It's so strange that someone from 20 years ago is involved in a tragedy that happened two years ago, and is even a party to it!"
Seeing this gives me the creeps; I don't understand any of this. It's all so abstract.
"Is it possible that Cao Rongbin is actually one of the immortals, just like He Feilong?"
Lao Dao's imagination ran wild.
Immortals?
I was stunned when I heard this mind-blowing concept; I had never thought of it in this way before.
Suddenly my pupils contracted as I realized an incredibly terrifying possibility.
"Old Dao, have you noticed that everyone we've met in this county seems a bit off?"
I turned around and looked at Lao Dao, who was staring into his eyes and speaking slowly and deliberately.
I recalled the people we had met before, including Zhang Yongnian, the He brothers, and the old lady.
Without exception, these people were all ancient monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.
The same applies to the people in the village. If it's just a coincidence for one or two people, it's hard to believe it's just a coincidence for so many.
Just now, Lao Dao's comment about immortals reminded me. I suddenly feel that the truth has been revealed!
In this Divine Martial Line, almost everyone is an immortal!
That's why those people live like zombies!
“This is definitely not normal. None of the people we've encountered are decent people; they all seem to be old monsters!”
I even think everyone in this county is one of those old fogies!
Old Dao nodded and said seriously, his pupils contracting as soon as he finished speaking.
"Brother Chen, are you saying that everyone in this county is one of these monsters?"
After Lao Dao finished speaking, he couldn't believe his own conclusion; it was too incredible.
"Otherwise, I think this is the closest to reality!"
The more I talked about it, the more likely it seemed.
To verify this hypothesis, I asked Lao Dao to investigate in this direction, specifically by checking on some of the people we had met before.
If these people appear in files from twenty or thirty years ago and are all around the same age, then our inference can be proven.
Without further ado, Lao Dao and I started looking up information from twenty or thirty years ago, and sure enough, we found several similar names.
Most importantly, Lao Dao found me a report card from 30 years ago, and this report card was almost identical to the one of the outstanding students I saw at the door!
That is to say, the outstanding students from 30 years ago are still the same group 30 years later.
Neither her age nor her appearance has changed.
Old Dao was already sweating profusely when he read this.
"Brother Chen, you really weren't wrong before, this is a ghost school, and everyone here is a ghost!"
The more Lao Dao talked, the more frightened he became.
There are almost no normal people in this school.
We went through the entire file, and finally our eyes fell on a small document in the filing cabinet.
He Feihu had sorted out all the previous files, but he put this one in the cabinet.
The less attention they draw, the more they actually want to attract attention.
I think this is what He Feihu really wanted to show me.
I went over, opened the cabinet, took out the document, and carefully untangled the knotted thread to get the innermost part.
Although the file folder is a modern invention, the paper inside is quite old.
The letter paper even has the header from the 24th year of the Republic of China. If it weren't for all the amazing things that have happened, I would have thought this was a movie shoot.
This document was written with a blue ink pen.
There were photos originally, but for some reason, they were cut out.
I looked at the name, and it said Lin Momo.
"Just as we thought, this Lin Momo is also an ancient monster from hundreds of years ago!"
Thinking about this made my scalp tingle even more.
What was initially thought to be a principal bullying a child now appears to be an old monster from hundreds of years ago bullying another old monster.
I kept scrolling down and finally found a record about eagle owls at the back.
Based on this record, I have come to a conclusion.
The eagle owl had disappeared once before because it was forcibly sealed inside someone's body.
From then on, the owl god of Haopo Village disappeared.
This record appeared in Lin Momo's file.
In other words, the disappearance of the Owl God back then may have been related to Lin Momo.
"It's really strange, what exactly is the purpose of these people!"
And what exactly are He Feilong and He Feihu up to?!
I put these things down, but I felt a bit restless.
It seems like everything is connected, but once connected, even more problems remain.
"Brother Chen! Is it possible that He Feihu and He Feilong are not on the same side?"
Old Knife always manages to find some unique angles.
When I heard his idea, it suddenly dawned on me!
"Old Dao, you're absolutely right. I was led astray. I originally thought that brothers who looked alike were all in the same group!"
I excitedly grabbed Lao Dao's shoulders and shook him violently until his body almost fell apart.
However, at that moment, a letter fell out of Lao Dao's sleeve.
Just as Lao Dao was about to pick it up, I caught it in my hand with lightning speed.
The first name I saw when I opened it was: Luo Tianhe
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