"Is Master Chen confident about entering that fishing village?"
"The old man is still exploring, but he said that it seems to involve the law of time, and the probability of entering it is low."
The law of time
Zuo Qing's expression suddenly became solemn.
Once the law is involved, it means that the matter has exceeded the scope of human beings' ability to handle it. Even the human ceiling cannot shake the law at all without ascending to the divine realm to master the law.
And the only King Mian in Daxia who owns the Time God Ruins is still missing.
Even if Wang Mian comes back, he may not be able to do anything with this law. The Shenxu that controls time and the law of time are completely two levels of existence, not to mention that Wang Mian is still at the peak of "Klein" , it is simply impossible to break the law of time.
While Zuo Qing was deep in thought, a night watchman walked over quickly and handed the document in his hand to him.
"Commander Zuo, we found it."
"Have you found the intersection between Chen Lu and that fishing village?"
"Well, it was more than fifty years ago that Chen Lu entered the Night Watch. It was too old and it was difficult to find his files, but I still found them."
Commander Zuo took the document and read it carefully.
"Chen Lu's hometown is a small fishing village in Ningchang County. Judging from the address he filled in back then, it matches the location of the fishing village this time."
"Did he come from that fishing village?" Zuo Qing asked in surprise.
"Yes, when the Night Watch recruited new recruits, in order to verify the identity of the recruits, they sent people to visit the fishing village. Nothing unusual was found at that time. There are also some photos and conversation records about the fishing village in the file. "
Zuo Qing pulled out several old photos from the file and flipped through them one by one. Most of them were photos of young Chen Lu and his father Chen Gou. The two were standing on a fishing boat, each carrying a fish. , with a brilliant smile.
"There seems to be no problem," Zuo Qing said in confusion, "In other words, when Chen Lu entered the night watchman, the fishing village had not changed yet?"
"That's right."
"That's right. If there were problems in that fishing village back then, Chen Lu wouldn't be able to get out of it." Zuo Qing nodded, opened the last photo, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Among all the photos, that was the only photo of three people. In addition to the young Chen Lu and the middle-aged Chen Gou, there was an old man lying on a rocking chair in the photo, holding a bunch of cattail fans in his hand. He was looking at the camera reluctantly, his expression old-fashioned and serious.
"Who is this?" Zuo Qing pointed at the old man and asked.
"It's Chen Lu's grandfather, Chen Yangrong."
Zuo Qing nodded, read all the documents, and fell into deep thought again.
"Have you ever seen Chen Lu at home after all these years?"
"No, he never went back."
"strangeness"
"What's wrong?"
"If no changes had occurred in the fishing village when Chen Lu left home, and Chen Lu had never been back once in the past fifty years, then how did he know what happened in the fishing village? Why did he think that , as long as Mask and Night enter the fishing village, they will definitely die?"
fishing village.
The sun shines on the sparkling sea, and the snow-white waves roll up to the shore, shaking the fishing boats on the shore slightly.
Several fishermen walked out of the village, skillfully preparing the tools for going out to sea, and said hello with a smile while busy:
"Er Zhuzhu, are you going to sea today too?"
"Yes, with such good weather, it would be a pity not to go to sea."
"That's right. Let's drive as far as possible today and try to earn more votes."
"What? Money has been tight lately?"
"That's about right. Isn't my baby about to give birth?"
"Oh, congratulations!"
"Hey, Lao Gou, why don't you go to sea today?"
Beside the moored fishing boat, Chen Gou, dressed in coarse linen clothes, stood alone in front of the waves, looking at the sea in the distance in a daze.
Hearing the calls of other fishermen, Chen Gou came back to his senses. After a moment of silence, he still shook his head: "No, you go ahead."
The other fishermen looked at each other and seemed to be a little confused. Finally, someone spoke up and comforted him: "Old Gou, you should be more open-minded. This is what we do in this industry. No one knows that one day we will go to sea and we will not be able to come back. But no matter what No matter what, we have to continue living."
Seeing Chen Gou still standing there looking at the sea in a daze, the other fishermen shook their heads helplessly and drove their fishing boats out to sea together.
"Uncle Chen."
A voice came from behind Chen Gou.
He turned around and saw An Qingyu walking behind him and smiling at him.
"Is it you?" Chen Gou said in surprise, "Didn't you leave this morning?"
"It's still early anyway, so I'm not in a hurry to go back. I've never seen a fishing village before, so I want to see more." An Qingyu naturally sat down on the coast next to Chen Gou.
Chen Gou looked at An Qingyu for a few times and nodded slightly, "Looking at your clothes, you do look like a child from a wealthy family in the city. It's normal for you to have never gone out to sea to fish."
"Uncle Chen, they have all gone fishing, why don't you go?"
Chen Gou didn't answer. He took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it in his mouth, and took a deep breath. The white smoke escaped along with his breath and dissipated in the sea breeze. He stared at the distance. Hai Mian slowly spoke:
"A few days ago, I went fishing with my father. We encountered strong waves and the boat capsized. I was lucky enough to be fished out by other villagers' fishing boats, but my father didn't."
"My condolences." An Qingyu didn't know how to comfort Chen Gou, so in the end he could only say these two words.
Then, he glanced at Chen Gou with some confusion, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Uncle Chen, your father must be very old, right? At this age, do you still need to go fishing at sea?"
"No, he hasn't gone to sea for many years." Chen Gou shook his head, "Didn't I tell you that I have a son who has gone out to make a living?"
"Um."
"He wrote a letter two days ago, saying that he was going to be a soldier. He also said that the food in the camp was not very good. When my father heard that he was going to be a soldier, he was very happy and decided to go to sea to catch him in person. A few big fish were sent to him to improve his food, but who knows, once they left, they never came back."
An Qingyu fell into silence.
"Actually, it's really not a big deal." Chen Gou said vicissitudes of life, "Going out to fish is a gamble on your life. I have seen countless skilled fishermen buried in the sea. We were born in the sea and raised in the sea. The sea, and ultimately being buried in the sea, is a good destination.”
Chen Gou paused and continued: "But this time is different."
"What's the difference?"
"Yes." Chen Gou said slowly, "My father has been entrusting me with dreams in the past two days."
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