After returning to his home, Wang Ye sat on the sofa and glanced at Xiaosi, who was still dull, feeling a little silent.
Little four...
It can be said that it has been throughout my life for the past year, and it has been by my side since I was still very weak.
But the presence is very low.
It can even be said that it does not help much.
Perhaps the only thing that helped me the most was to enter those three pages and become Mrs. Meng, and then Mrs. Meng came to give feedback through the post office...
Under the cycle of cause and effect, maybe this is the meaning of Xiaosi's existence?
Where is the origin of Xiaosi? Is it really the Qin Mansion? According to what has been said before, Xiao Si seems to have an inseparable connection with the Qin Mansion.
But as Wang Ye's realm improved, his strength increased, and he learned more and more about the Qin Mansion.
Qin Mansion...
It is just a sealed place where the fragments of the underworld are sealed. Perhaps because of the constant nourishment of the yin energy emitted from the underworld, it is more popular with ghosts, and over time it has become an existence similar to a forbidden land.
However, it is not that Wang Ye underestimated Qin Mansion, nor did he overestimate Xiao Si.
I really feel that a place like Qin Mansion cannot breed a being of Xiao Si’s level.
And there is Zhou Han.
Wang Ye could think of Zhou Han's idea of bringing Lu Dongbin to the gate of hell. Although he didn't think anything of it, it made sense...Wang Ye still said it.
But until now, Wang Ye hasn't figured out a very crucial point about Zhou Han.
that is...
Ji Ziqian.
This is the original name of Zhou Han's body and face, and there used to be a Zhoujia Village, where the City God slept.
Logically speaking, the clues all point to that village.
But the key to the problem is that Zhou Han's body is Ji...
Therefore, Zhoujiacun is more like a misleading, misleading yourself into believing that Zhou Han is from there.
Including the old Zhangtou who always sells steamed buns to Xiao Wu.
Wang Ye always felt that there was another force, or a black hand, controlling everything secretly.
But he didn't reveal any clues.
Or rather...
Is the person who guided the post office and asked me to go to Qinyuan Community to complete the sealing task, nail the bronze nails, and then quietly put on Xiaosi's photo, really Lu Qing?
At least Lu Qing didn't mention this matter when they last met.
If it really wasn't Lu Qing, then this incident would have become more terrifying. If it was a coincidence, that would be okay.
but...
It's not a coincidence, isn't it Lu Qing?
Does it mean that there are also people from the dark forces in the underworld...
Recently, Wang Ye has been busy dealing with matters in the God Burial City, including during the three Eternal Nights. He was also busy and had no time or energy to analyze these.
But looking back now, I always feel that there is a fog shrouding this land, even guiding him to develop according to the results he imagined.
Or...
Is everything really just a coincidence?
But am I thinking too much and being too suspicious?
If such a force really existed, how could Zhang Ziliang not discover it and make arrangements.
It can't be that Zhang Ziliang is also one of theirs.
Wang Ye smiled brightly, sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and seemed to have entered a deep sleep.
…
In the room, ghost energy suddenly surged.
Wang Ye opened his eyes silently and looked at the figure in front of him, his head was enlarged.
Did you start working just ten minutes after falling asleep?
For some reason, Wang Ye's head hurts whenever he sees Yang Chen. It hurts so much. It's not because of him, but because of Zhang Ziliang.
The main reason is that this guy can only complete Zhang Ziliang's tasks mechanically, which may cause problems in some links and waste time.
I really regret giving him the token of God Burial City.
Otherwise, mere ghosts won't be able to get in.
...
Wang Ye suddenly noticed that Yang Chen was wearing new clothes. The pockets seemed to be more than before, and there was a note on it with writing on it.
'One month after the end of the three eternal nights. '
'Two months after the end of the three eternal nights. '
"half year later."
"A year and a half later."
"Three years later."
"Four times on the eve of eternal night..."
"Wang Ye's exclusive collection."
...
Looking at the notes carefully taped to each pocket, Wang Ye was stunned.
Yang Chen has realized his own shortcomings, so... started classification management?
It feels like a human-shaped archive.
but...
What the hell is Wang Ye’s exclusive collection?
Are all your notes qualified to be sorted and sorted into a pocket?
No...
Not just one pocket, four.
Wang Ye saw his name written on all four pockets.
How many tasks has Zhang Ziliang arranged for himself...
If I really listened to him honestly, hid in a deep mountain and old forest, cultivated honestly, and didn't go out until I reached the ancestral realm, then all Zhang Ziliang's actions would have been in vain.
At least Yang Chen was exhausted and couldn't find himself.
Wang Ye couldn't help but complain.
Did he realize that he was not an obedient person and had his own ideas?
Then why did you say it to yourself so sensationally at that time?
This old fox.
Wang Ye couldn't help but curse secretly, and didn't say anything, just waiting for Yang Chen to give him a note.
but...
Yang Chen didn't move.
He looked straight at Wang Ye, as if he was just taking a stroll.
...
As time passed by, Wang Ye was a little puzzled.
Is this a crash?
But Wang Ye soon came to his senses, because he found Yang Chen looking at the calendar in his room, a little confused.
This house was also a relatively complete one he found at random.
This family must be a more traditional one from the older generation. They still use paper calendars that are torn off once a day, and the calendar is permanently preserved on the day when the eternal night wakes up.
Yang Chen looked at the date three years ago, and then looked at the writing on his pocket, unable to turn his head.
Wang Ye had no choice but to stand up silently, took off the calendar and placed it on the table. Yang Chen returned to normal and kept rummaging in his pocket.
Finally, he took out a green note and handed it to Wang Ye.
Looking at the content on the note, Wang Ye pondered.
really...
Does Zhang Ziliang feel this way too?
'There is a problem in Scavenger City. '
'I assigned investigators to investigate in the Scavenger City for two years. Every time there were some clues, the investigators would die inexplicably. '
'Get to the root of the problem and fuck it! '
'Let's see if we can catch two big fish. '
Zhang Ziliang's words were easy to understand. Obviously, he was very interested in the Scavenger City, but the manpower he could mobilize at that time was relatively weak and he did not have the strength to investigate the real thing.
"Does the old fox think that the Scavenger City can be a breakthrough?"
"There is no hidden organization behind the scenes, and I'm looking forward to it."
Wang Ye thought and clenched the note in his hand.
