Chapter 16 The fog of history

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Solve the strange root of Mirror Village...from fantasy martial arts to Mugen Flow? There’s something wrong with this style of painting!

Is it the fault of that evil Guanyin portrait?

Zhao Chen's mouth was half-opened. Although his expression did not change, he was extremely surprised in his heart. He felt that since he traveled through time, everything he encountered would always bring surprises to him.

However, this world is better! It’s much more interesting than the boring life before I traveled through time.

Just as he was complaining in his mind, the surrounding scenery gradually became "dyed" with color, no longer gray, white, and black... It only took a few seconds for it to completely return to normal.

At the same time, with Mirror Village as the center, everything within a radius of ten miles was in a static state. Flying insects were swallowed by tree frogs, fallen leaves fell to the ground, and distant smoke also snaked up until it disappeared...

Everything, including the two men in their thirties, came back to life.

Seeing this, Zhao Chen wanted to ask what was going on, but unexpectedly he saw the girl with small and delicate features quietly wagging her finger at him and whispering: "We'll talk about it later."

She really knows something... But judging from the surprised expression on her face when she first saw me, she was also surprised by my appearance!

Zhao Chen frowned slightly, while analyzing in his mind, he nodded and agreed to the girl's suggestion.

At this time, the conversation of the two men also reached Zhao Chen's ears.

"Brother Wang, the Mirror Village is just ahead... When we return home this time, the safety of Fei'er and I depends entirely on you, Brother Wang." The man with a goatee cupped his hands and said sincerely.

"Please rest assured, Shopkeeper Fang... The situation you mentioned is actually not serious. From my experience, the source of the current situation in Mirror Village may be a strange object contaminated by 'weirdness'.

"As long as the monster is sealed or transferred, it should be fine." Another man named "Brother Wang", who was carrying a long sword, responded.

"I hope so." Shopkeeper Fang sighed, then turned to look at Zhao Chen, who was a little close to the girl, and said with a straight face:

"My dear nephew, you can just send me here. The people in Mirror Village are quite xenophobic, so you'd better not enter the village."

After saying that, he pulled the girl's arm and asked her to stay away from Zhao Chen.

I want to leave too...but can't you see? Except for this area, other places are still a solidified world of black, white and gray!

And the voice I just heard asked me to solve the source of the weirdness in Mirror Village. If I don’t do it, who knows what will happen?

Also, after that Bodhisattva portrait sent me here. What identity has been assigned to me? Why do I feel like this guy is looking at me like he is looking at a scum who is cheating on his daughter?

After complaining a few words in his mind, Zhao Chen ignored the warning in Shopkeeper Fang's eyes and said shamelessly: "I'm here now...I'll go into the village to rest and leave."

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Fang took a deep look at him and said clearly: "You made your own decision, just don't regret it when the time comes."

The man surnamed Wang, who was carrying a long sword, looked at this scene with a smile, but raised his eyebrows slightly when his eyes glanced at the gun bag on Zhao Chen's waist.

Zhao Chen, who had been paying close attention to the man carrying the sword, didn't realize until this moment that his "Silver Moon" had also been brought over. He stretched out his hand and found that both boxes of bullets were also there.

With the gun in hand, Zhao Chen instantly felt confident, especially the "Hongxia Bullet", which made him confident after seeing Yan Hongxia's actions.

The four of them did not talk anymore, but walked along the country road, and soon came to a small village with only about a dozen households.

The houses in the village are very new, as if they were built in recent years, and the most surprising thing is that there is a mirror at the door of every house, and the mirrors are all facing the same direction. That's not normal.

"Is the countryside in the Anton Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty so rich that every household can afford to hang a silver mirror?" Seeing this scene, the man surnamed Wang immediately frowned, and after making a mockery, he asked, "Shopkeeper Fang, you didn't mention this in the 'rules' of Jingcun you mentioned before, right?"

The Anton Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty... isn't this Daxia? Did I "wear" a new world again? Zhao Chen's heart moved slightly and he put his hand on the handle of the gun.

After all, it can be heard from the words of the man carrying the sword that these silver mirrors pointing in one direction are probably very inappropriate.

"Brother Wang, it's not that I don't want to tell you in advance, it's just..." Shopkeeper Fang looked ashamed and was about to explain a few words, but at this moment, a woman in her forties suddenly ran closer and said anxiously, "Fang Shopkeeper, you are back! Go home and see if your father... your father is dying!"

"What?" Shopkeeper Fang's face changed drastically, but he didn't show any sadness. Instead, he was full of fear.

He no longer cared about his daughter and Zhao Chen, made a secret in his hand, and then ran straight to the big house in the center of the village. His speed was far faster than normal people.

While running, he shouted to the man carrying the sword: "It's urgent. Brother Wang, come with me quickly!"

The man surnamed Wang smiled coldly, stared at Shopkeeper Fang's back and muttered the "Magic Mantra", and then his whole body turned into a breeze and chased after him.

The incident happened suddenly, and when Zhao Chen and the pretty girl came to their senses, the two people had disappeared.

Zhao Chen and the girl exchanged glances, and then walked towards the mansion in the center of the village in unison.

No matter what changes occur, you must first understand the situation before you can solve the problem.

On the way, Zhao Chen finally found the opportunity to ask the girl: "Where is this? Why did I come in here?"

"How do I know how you got in... I'm still surprised! This is obviously me..." The pretty girl suddenly stopped here and said in a soft tone, "I'm sorry, my attitude was not very good just now... …Well, we should be in the fog of history.

"And this historical fog should belong to a village called Jingcun under the jurisdiction of the 'Anxi Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty'."

Girl, do you have any mental problems? The tone before and after are completely two people, right? He complained in his mind, but Zhao Chen did not care whether the other party was sick or not. He took the time to ask: "What is the historical fog? Is the Tang Dynasty a historical dynasty?"

"According to the classics I have read, the Tang Dynasty should be the name of the dynasty in ancient times, and the name of Taixi... Well, forget it, let's just talk about the Tang Dynasty. This dynasty collapsed due to unknown reasons at the end of ancient times, and then it was recorded in the history books After thousands of years of chaos recorded, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty finally unified the world and established Daxia.

"As for the fog of history... I don't know what it is specifically. I just know that the environment here is called the 'mist of history'..." As she spoke, the girl's tone changed again, returning to her previous somewhat irritable style. , "Oh, don't ask these useless questions first. Our top priority is to complete the mission. Let's talk about the information we got first.

"I don't have many hints here. I only know that my 'father' in this scene, as the only person in the village doing business outside, has been restless recently, as if he had been summoned by something, and he had to return to the village.

"And he obviously knew some inside information. Just in case, he even paid for a well-known swordsman to accompany him.

"But I don't have any identifying information about you here...what role did you play?"

How do I know what role I play...and besides "task", I don't have any prompts here!