"Please sit down, please sit down!" The beautiful widow lit the kerosene lamp and asked them to sit down by the fireplace. Another little maid wearing a headscarf came out. She was thin and had a dull look on her face. Freckles, poured each of them a glass of water.
Wen Zheliu took the kettle and said with a smile, "No need to bother."
The girl was flattered and bowed repeatedly. Du Zijun glanced at the water glass in his hand and handed it to Xie Yuanyuan, who was ignored.
Grace saw that each of them had rested for a while, so she asked curiously: "Are you going to the monastery over there when you come to such a remote place?"
"Yes," Wen Zheliu said, "Our guide also walked around for a long time before he found this place."
Grace said sheepishly: "Let the gentlemen laugh - Madam, please drink some water too, dinner will be ready soon."
Du Zijun nodded and heard her continue: "We originally had only one village here. In addition to the monastery, there were mountains nearby. In the first two years of the war, the old people here were afraid of being affected, so they led the people to dig out the road. "
"Is it broken?" Xie Yuanyuan couldn't imagine it. "Why is the road broken?"
"Did the road surface be plowed and then planted with plants to cover it?" Wen Zheliu speculated, "When I just came here, I saw that one section of the ground was full of potholes and there were still some roots left."
"You are so smart," Grace praised, "Yes, that's right. The potatoes and cabbages in the village are growing well, and there are piglets and goat's milk in the monastery. We managed to survive without incident. In the past two years, as time went by, people in the surrounding villages seemed to know that this place was a treasure, and most of them came here with their families. As for us, we also accepted everyone who came, so gradually, this town developed. "
While she was talking, He Qin looked at the furnishings in this small building. He suddenly frowned when he saw the photo frame on the table.
"May I ask," he looked at the photo frame on the table, "that's you and your..."
The widow turned her head and saw the person he was asking. She sighed and said, "Yes, that is my deceased husband. May the Lord bless him in heaven. Poor poor man, wait two more years and the war will end." It was about to end, but he passed away because of a fatal typhoid fever, which made my life difficult... "
"What season is typhoid fever?" He Qin continued to ask casually, "If you get typhoid fever in winter, it is really not easy to treat."
The widow looked sad and nodded repeatedly: "Yes! It is indeed a winter disease. What happened the winter before last year made everyone so sad! He did not die in the war, but was defeated by the disease. People often say that life is impermanent. I I have seen it..."
She sighed to herself, not noticing the few guests who suddenly became quiet.
Wen Zheliu put down the water glass calmly, a swirling purple light flashed behind Du Zijun's waist, and then the black color of the gun barrel was exposed in the gap between the clothes and the sofa. Xie Yuanyuan's eyes were shocked and he murmured: "But, It has been nearly nine years since the war ended..."
Only He Qin, with a well-placed smile, like a real priest, consoled him: "Yes, life is impermanent. Only by always believing in our Lord can we obtain long-term peace of mind and happiness."
The woman's brows were sad, she lowered her head and made a sign of the cross in front of her.
At this time the maid came over and greeted softly: "Madam, dinner is ready."
Looking at the silent crowd, Grace tucked her flaming hair behind her ears, forced a smile and said: "Please be polite, I hope the simple people here will not be so indifferent..."
"No, madam." Wen Zheliu said before her, "A sincere heart is more precious than all the delicacies."
The widow's smile finally looked a little joyful under the black headscarf. She invited the guests to sit down. The dinner was hot corn soup and a large plate of mashed potatoes drizzled with sauce. Several disguised clergymen said a pre-dinner prayer in a serious manner and looked at each other.
It's not poisonous. Wen Zheliu shook his head gently.
Having experienced so many difficult worlds, this level of supernatural events would no longer make them feel palpitated. Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan across from them nodded slightly, and the four of them scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes under the expectant eyes of the hostess. Put it in your mouth without hesitation.
As long as the food is steaming, the taste will not be too bad with the addition of temperature. The mashed potatoes were very soft and glutinous, and the sauce on top seemed to be made from vegetables. After tasting it carefully, it seemed that ham was added to it, and the corn soup also had a sweet and creamy aroma. To be fair, it was pretty good. But since they noticed something was wrong with the environment they were in, they couldn't eat with peace of mind. They all ate half of the food and put down the utensils.
"What's wrong?" Grace asked hurriedly, "Isn't it delicious?"
He Qin smiled and said: "It tastes very good, madam, thank you for your generosity. It's just that we have been bumpy all the way and we really don't have much appetite to eat now. Please forgive me."
Grace suddenly said: "Then I will arrange beds for you now..."
"There's no need to bother, Madam." Wen Zheliu couldn't help but hurriedly rejected this too troublesome enthusiasm, "We can just take a rest in the living room. There are still a lot of documents that need to be sorted out at night, so you don't have to worry about us. "
After finally persuading the hostess, and after clearing the dishes, they pretended to do it and accompanied Grace to pray before going to bed. When all the irrelevant NPCs went upstairs, He Qin listened intently, put enchantment spells around, and said: "It's closed, let's start doing our business."
The smell of the kerosene lamp was very pungent, and He Qin's lighting method was too ostentatious. After hearing Zheliu, he took a large mountaineering flashlight, put it aside and turned it on, so that he could see clearly.
"Do you think she knew she was... dead?" Xie Yuanyuan asked thoughtfully.
"It doesn't necessarily mean he is dead." Du Zijun opened his notebook, "Maybe there is something wrong with the time field here, or maybe it is affected by some force. Just like Haihe Middle School, it keeps spinning in the same time period."
"It's not impossible." Wen Zheliu flipped the paper, "Maybe this is one of the mysteries we need to solve."
They all opened their notebooks and wrote in different handwritings the same content: The monastery's commission is in progress. It depends on this time whether they can get generous rewards.
Main mission 1 has been updated: Find out the truth about the haunting of the monastery (0/1)
After hearing the system prompts, Xie Yuanyuan breathed out: "Finally, it's here. It's haunted, right?"
"There is also the content of the commission below." Wen Zheliu read word by word: "Items to assist with the commission: four copies of the map, commission deposit: a check for three hundred US dollars... A deposit of three hundred US dollars? That's really a lot. Commission. Token: An ancient gold coin...wait, ancient gold coin? Have you seen it?"
Xie Yuanyuan said blankly: "No, where are the gold coins?"
"Look for it," Du Zijun picked up the suitcase, "When we enter that monastery, we might be asked to show a token."
The four people searched on their bodies and in the box. Finally, Wen Zheliu found a heavy golden coin in the cracks of the box.
"Found it!" He cheered up, "Let's take a look!"
The three people came close to each other. Wen Zheliu turned the gold coin over and saw that on the irregular circle, a long snake connected head to tail, forming a pattern surrounding a five-pointed star.
He Qin: "..."
Wen Zheliu: "..."
Du Zijun: "..."
Xie Yuanyuan: "..."
The four of them were speechless and choked. Wen Zheliu held it like a hot potato, neither throwing it away nor picking it up.
"I'm sorry," Du Zijun said in a low voice, "After a long time, the client is the Holy Nun? What a joke. The last level was to save her life. Now we have to complete her commission. Let's just stop fighting. , just be a family that loves each other."
Xie Yuanyuan reluctantly said: "You can't say that, the tasks that need to be done still need to be completed, and there is no other way..."
He Qin took the gold coin, weighed it several times in his hand, and suddenly said, "Did you hear anything?"
"What's the sound..." Wen Zheliu flashed the moon ring in his hand, and his hearing was synchronized with He Qin's, "Wait a minute, it seems there is someone..."
There were faint tremors in the distance, as if many people were coming here. Hearing Zheliu jumped up and hurried over to open the curtains, only to see the dark night, with dots of firelight like river water, and like the bright eyes of wild beasts, moving quickly towards here.
"What is that?" Xie Yuanyuan asked nervously, "Is it a human, or is it a pack of wolves that ambushed?"
Du Zijun also opened the curtains: "It's not a pack of wolves, it's people with torches... and weapons. It seems that the people who come here are evil."
"Go and inform the townspeople," He Qin said decisively. "After all, they are all unarmed ordinary people now."
At the same time, many people were awakened by the approaching firelight. They put on their pajamas and went out to check curiously. Wen Zheliu opened the door bolt very quickly and shouted: "Go back! Don't come out and block the door. This is not the fun you should see!"
Strange to say, the night was quiet, and the voice he raised was so loud that anyone who was not deaf would have heard it. However, more and more townspeople went out to discuss, but no one even glanced at Wen Zheliu.
"You..." Wen Zheliu was stunned, "Didn't you hear? The people coming have weapons. They are probably robbers. You go in quickly...!"
He was about to grab someone's arm, but his palm seemed to have passed through an erratic mist, and it was all gone!
Hearing the news of Zheliu, he instantly became stunned.
He ran forward unbelievingly and bumped into the crowd gathered together. However, it seemed that he and them were not in the same world, or even people in the same time and space. Wen Zheliu couldn't tell whether he was a wandering soul or whether these townspeople were ghosts that lingered after death. He passed through their bodies without having any impact on them.
"How could..." Wen Zheliu turned around and saw Grace and the maid coming out of the house in a panic, passing through Xie Yuanyuan's blocking body along the way.
"Hey!" Xie Yuanyuan screamed, "What's going on? Have you turned into a ghost?!"
Wen Zheliu counted roughly and found that there were more than three hundred people. Before they could reach them, a few flying torches fell from the sky and landed mercilessly on the thatch pile at the entrance of the town!
It was early summer, and the night air was still very hot and dry. As soon as the flame touched the haystack, it immediately burst into flames. The woman screamed loudly, and the townspeople panicked. They went home to look for sealed weapons and planned to organize resistance.
"What is it, is it a robber?!" Xie Yuanyuan shouted, "Run away quickly, don't wait here to die!"
He Qin's expression was cold and solemn. He narrowed his golden eyes that reflected the firelight and said in a deep voice: "Stop shouting, they can't hear you."
"Why?!" Xie Yuanyuan looked back and forth at a loss, "Have we been tricked by some props? Why can't we contact the objects around us?"
Wen Zheliu looked at the townspeople who fired warning shots and immediately realized something.
"No," he said, "We are not being plotted, we are just... not in the same world as them anymore."
Xie Yuanyuan was stunned when he heard Du Zijun say: "... The world of the living and the world of the dead are different."
The two old horses in the stable neighed mournfully, and the coachman also rushed out of the house, complaining: "Gentlemen, stop looking, the damn robbers are coming! Before they notice my carriage, we Run!"
"These are not robbers," Wen Zheliu's eyes showed pain. "They are soldiers who have nowhere to go after the war and are pointing their guns at innocent people again."
The coachman was startled by him: "Sir, stop talking nonsense! It's been ten years since the war ended. My son is already an adult and has gone to work in a big city. Where are the soldiers now?"
"The time and space you are in is not now, but the past that goes back and forth, the summer of 1946." He Qin snapped his fingers, and the coachman's eyes suddenly blurred, and he fell back, "For you, as long as Once you sleep, everything will be over.”
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Flames shot into the sky, and the two sides fought hand to hand, immediately showing a one-sided massacre. The bandits who invaded this small town were still wearing old military uniforms, but the enemies they faced now were not enemy soldiers who were on the opposite side of them, but ordinary people who had no power to fight back.
The cries and screams of women and children, the roars and lamentations of men, the flames burned rows of houses, the scorching heat twisted and swept through the air, and there were flying sparks everywhere. Killing, blood flowed into a river in an instant, and a narrow street was filled with corpses lying in the blink of an eye!
The four of them were standing in it, as if they were standing on a stone in a flood, surrounded by huge waves. They were the only witnesses and those who experienced it that had nothing to do with themselves.
"Ah!" A woman's hoarse scream came from not far away. Wen Zheliu turned around like an electric shock, and could only see a black veil flying and burning on the flames. Its owner was struggling with his hands and feet, and was Laughing like a wild beast surrounded the middle.
He Qin covered his eyes: "Stop looking, Ning Ning, let's get out of here!"
"I... let me think of something...!" Wen Zheliu struggled in his strong arms, "No, I can definitely..."
"This is a fact that has already happened!" He Qin shouted in his ear with a loud voice, "Baby, there is nothing you can do about this, and neither can I!"
Du Zijun suddenly grabbed the roaring and rolling sea water from the tattoo on his shoulder, and washed it towards the crackling burning house in front of him, but the sea water that had covered him for half a day crashed to the ground with a loud noise, forming an incredible overlapping scene with the flames. It's like two forms in the same space and different times. Fire leaps upon the sea, and the sea overflows in the fire.
"... There is no way," he shook his head, "This is not something we can..."
"Why are you borrowing my sea?" Long Ji's voice whispered in his ears, "To extinguish this fire, you can only scoop out the spring water that is said to be able to rejuvenate people. It can change time, and maybe it can also Interfering with the fact that it has already happened.”
"People who come later cannot change the predetermined results." The mist filled the air quietly, and Jenny also whispered in their ears, "There is no need to be sad, their fate has been a foregone conclusion in the past. In thousands of worlds, only time can change time. "
The author has something to say: Hahahahahaha, I, Hu Hansan, am back again! (Referring to completing the outline of this world