C7 Past Village

In the end, the cop still could not wave his hand, and the look in his eyes towards Fang Zishu was filled with hidden bitterness.

"Oh right, Zishu, how much certainty do you have regarding this matter?" The policeman narrowed his eyes and put his hands in his pockets. He was holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hands. On the paper, he could faintly make out the bright red words written on it. It was unknown what he had memorized.

"At least seventy percent. You must know that our Fang family was a well-known family in the past. There are many things that can't be explained with the current science." This prophecy was unintentionally found by me in the genealogy book. As for whether it is real or not, only we can personally go there to find out. "Even if it's fake, we'll just treat it as a tourist trip."

Actually, Fang Zishu was also feeling anxious inside. He had flipped through his clan tree and also saw the contents written on it, but he had one thing that he did not tell the police. After that legend, a page was ripped off. From those few words, he could only tell that the Divine Infant seemed to have disappeared from the human world in the end. He did not know whether it was real or fake and could only ignore it.

"Actually, I do not care whether or not this can change a person's fate. If I had half of Fang Zishu's fortune, I would not have been reduced to my current state."

The youth waved his hand, showing that he was very helpless. Even though he was very envious of Fang Zishu's family background, he knew that he did not have that kind of life, so he took the initiative to request to follow Fang Zishu, wanting to see if this matter was true or false.

"I don't want to tell you the same thing a third time, cop. Digging into graves is a huge matter that harms the merits. Even if you get rich quickly, it's still a cornerstone of the Road to River Styx. You need to walk on it step by step. When the time comes for you to discover that you are unable to reverse your powers, it will not be that easy to stop your attacks. "

"Fine, at most I won't go. "What's more, it's not like I have to go …"

Fang Zishu swallowed the food in his mouth, and after pondering for a moment, he looked at the note.

"Do you know why I was kicked out of the Fang family and why I was willing to follow you to this damn place to find the so-called Divine Infant?"

"Why?" The note threw a ball of clothes in front of Fang Zishu. He did not doubt the authenticity of the words Fang Zishu had said to him. In fact, Fang Zishu had never lied to him.

"Because I have a problem here. I have been suffering from amnesia since I was young. If nothing comes up to me now, I will never be able to think of what to do next. "

After handing the leftover steamed bun in his hand to the note, Fang Zishu stood up, took out his lighter, and squatted in front of the ball of clothes.

"So, I kept disappointing my family, and in the end, I was kicked out of the family. I have talent, but because of this ailment that I have been suffering from since I was young, I am unable to inherit the teachings of my family. "

The lighter ignited the piece of clothing, and a ball of black smoke rolled out. A pungent smell filled the air. The note immediately threw away half of the steamed bun in his hand. By the time the scent was released, he had already lost his appetite.

"So I want to come here with you. Not only to help you get rid of your karma, but my own. Originally, I had the attitude of watching when facing this so called Divine Infant, but now, I have changed my mind. "

Fang Zishu stood up, and watched the billowing black smoke finally dissipate between heaven and earth with a firm expression.

"I will accompany you. If you do not die, I will not abandon you."

"What are you talking about? If you want to go, then go. It's such a pity that you're a man. I won't fall for you." The officer looked at Fang Zishu with disdain and quickly dodged ten meters away from him. However, he did not fake the look of gratitude on his face.

Fang Zishu touched his chest, there was a book, it was because this book gave him confidence, and it was also because of this book, that he got the chance to truly change his mind.

The cop looked at Fang Zishu's back as he pulled off the golden circle on his neck and threw it into the fire. As the flames rose up, the golden ring was quickly incinerated like a piece of paper and disappeared without a trace.

...

"Zishu, don't say it, after you burned my clothes, my entire body relaxed a lot. Is there something behind this?"

Walking on the road, the policeman waved his arm in a relaxed manner. The redness in his eyes had disappeared without him realizing it, and he had reverted back to his previous relaxed state. He was still dressed in black, but his underwear had changed to a long collar that covered his neck. Even Fang Zishu did not realize that the golden ring on the neck of the strips had long since disappeared.

"Of course there is. You caused a great disaster last night, and your body is already covered with bad luck. You can feel it yourself. Before you left the tower, was your physical fitness worse than before? "

"If it wasn't for my Heavenly Sacrifice to help you beg for mercy, you would have been covered in bad luck. This thing is much scarier than the karma that you have. However, it doesn't matter if it's burned.

As Fang Zishu walked, he touched the dog-skin book in his hands, and an unspeakable strange feeling surfaced in his heart.

"Why is the quality of this book so much worse than last night? Is it because of the exposure? " Fang Zishu frowned, he gently flipped open the book and looked at the contents on the first page, there seemed to be no difference compared to last night.

"I hope I'm overthinking it." After slapping his mouth while minding his own business, he completely ignored that matter.

"Ai!" That's right! "It's like this, but why do I feel like …" The policeman frowned. As he said this, his mind would always be filled with a few fragments. He did not know if it was a dream or something else.

"Feel what? Go on. "

"Why do I feel like I did a lot of things last night after you fell asleep, but now I can't remember anything at all."

The note stopped, trying its best to recall the memories in its mind. After a long time, it was only able to find two or three key points.

"Down stairs? A coffin? Mask? What's with what? "

The note tore at his hair frantically, but he still could not remember anything.

"Don't even think about it if you can't figure it out. I feel like this place isn't as simple as he looks. If this matter is settled, I will have to come back for a bit. " Putting away the book in his hand, Fang Zishu stood at the edge of the cliff and looked at the village that was faintly discernible between the foothills of the mountain in the distance.

"Right, cop, let me ask you something. Have you been here before?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine."

...

It was already late in the afternoon when the two of them entered the village. Now was the time for dinner. Smoke was rising everywhere in the village.

The architectural style here was somewhat similar to that of the Miao Family of Yunnan. It was constructed of wood, making it look quite unique.

After the two entered the village, not a single person came forward to strike up a conversation. Everyone, regardless of whether they were adults or children, looked at the two of them with wary gazes.

Actually, this was easier to understand. After all, this village was located in a remote area and there were probably not many people from outside the village every year. Thus, it was normal for the villagers to act in such a manner.

Not long after, two robust looking men who were supporting an old man arrived in front of them and blocked their path.

Who knew that after the old man spoke for a long time, Fang Zishu and the policeman stood there and did not understand a single word.

"Zishu, what is this old man saying? I just don't think it's a good thing. " The young man whispered into Fang Zishu's ear while looking at the two muscular men from the side. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Shut up. If you don't understand then I can understand. Did we enter some barbarian tribe?"

"Damn, you're even more unreliable than me."

After a moment, the old man seemed to have realized something and felt awkward for a few seconds. He then urged the man beside him to return to the village. It was unknown what he was up to. After the time it took to make a cup of tea, the man returned with a girl around the same age as the police officer.

"Hello, outsider. The village chief asked me to ask you all what are you all doing here?" Even though the girl's Mandarin wasn't considered standard, and even had a strong rustic feel to it, at least the two of them could understand it. This was already considered pretty good.

"Ya, Zishu, look, this little girl can speak."

"Bam." Fang Zishu kicked the useless coward away, straightened his figure, and started to explain to the girl.

"We are from the city, we plan to travel to the closest place, the Yellow River. It is getting late, we just need to find a place to sleep, we will leave at daybreak, and we will not cause anymore troubles for your village." "Well, here's the reward."

After he finished speaking, Fang Zishu directly took out a piece of Grandfather Mao and handed it over to the girl.

Sure enough, money was always the most effective thing. When the old man saw the red tickets, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly called for the two to come in and take a seat.

But at this time, Fang Zishu casually glanced at the girl's head. It was unknown what he saw, but his legs lost their balance, and he fell onto the ground together with the policeman.