On the other side.
Brother Gao, Yao Qing, and Uncle Min were together, and though all three were injured, it wasn’t life-threatening.
They also found a few corpses that had turned to white bones, and upon seeing the unidentified clothes, Uncle Min’s expression beca strange.
He rembered!
"Uncle Min, what’s wrong?" Yao Qing noticed sothing was off with Uncle Min and imdiately asked with concern.
Uncle Min’s expression was odd: "That... that boy..."
Yao Qing was puzzled: "What boy? Was it him?"
"The boy next to Miss Liu."
Yao Qing frowned and looked at Brother Gao in confusion.
"Uncle Min, what about that boy?" Brother Gao imdiately pursued.
"He... I’ve seen him before," Uncle Min stamred, "In ’88... back then, I was with my father, I’ve seen him, I’ve seen him, I thought he looked familiar..."
Brother Gao’s heart skipped a beat: "Uncle Min, are you sure?"
"I’m sure." He hadn’t thought of it before, but seeing these very dated clothes, it suddenly ca to him.
"Uncle Min, are you saying he looks exactly the sa as he did in ’88?"
Uncle Min was firm: "Yes!"
Brother Gao took a slight breath.
Yao Qing found it hard to believe and whispered: "Uncle Min, could it be a descendant? How could soone from ’88 still look so young now?"
’88... How many years has it been since then? Over thirty years...
Uncle Min frowned: "Impossible, among the people who ca out back then, none of them were him."
Besides, it’s too similar, how could it be a descendant?
Yao Qing mumbled, unable to say anything more useful due to his lack of eloquence.
Brother Gao continued asking, "Uncle Min, do you rember anything else?"
Uncle Min adopted a reminiscing posture: "Back then, he was with soone called a professor, seed to be his student or sothing... but I don’t know what happened after that."
Brother Gao pondered.
The appearance of that boy was too abrupt, and there were many doubts about him.
If he didn’t co from the outside, then...
Thinking of this, Brother Gao felt a rising excitent.
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On the other side.
Xin Zhu sat in a corner, resting, and whenever he tried to think too much about the past, his head would hurt.
Sotis he’d rember sothing, sotis nothing at all.
This ti, Xin Zhu was lucky enough to recall so things.
"After we ca down, we were trapped in a stone chamber... similar to the previous one, but it shouldn’t be the sa one."
Xin Zhu spoke slowly, with Chuzheng listening thoughtfully.
"What exactly are you here to do?"
Xin Zhu’s fingertips slightly tightened, and his cracked lips parted slightly: "Godly... relic."
"What?" Did she hear wrong? Was it a relic?
Chuzheng certainly didn’t mishear; Xin Zhu was indeed referring to a godly relic.
"The Xia Yi Clan’s godly relic. Finding the relic can free people from disease, poverty, and even grant long life."
Chuzheng’s heart skipped, looking at him.
eting Chuzheng’s gaze, Xin Zhu tensed up: "I... don’t know if I count as... I really don’t rember what happened back then."
"Hmm." Chuzheng squeezed his hand to comfort him.
Her warm touch spread through Xin Zhu’s skin, gradually heating his whole body, as if his blood was starting to boil.
"The teacher was just interested in the history of the Xia Yi Clan, did a lot of research, wasn’t trying to find any godly relic. He just wanted to study the Xia Yi Clan..."
After Xin Zhu’s teacher began researching the Xia Yi Clan, he did a lot of investigations.
Each ti he heard any rumors, he would rush over first.
But because there were so few records, and many materials were destroyed by war at the ti, the study faced many difficulties.
For this reason, Xin Zhu’s teacher’s wife left him with their children.
But Xin Zhu’s teacher never gave up, firmly believing the Xia Yi Clan existed.
"Why were you following him then?" Chuzheng sensed from Xin Zhu’s tone that he seed to not highly regard the Xia Yi Clan.
"I... I’m quite stupid," Xin Zhu admitted sheepishly. "I could only choose the teacher."
"..."
Alright then.
"And then?"
"...This is as much as I can rember for now."
Chuzheng sighed, setting a goal: "First, let’s figure out why you can’t leave here. Do you still hear the sounds you ntioned before?"
Xin Zhu shook his head: "No."
Chuzheng felt troubled; this could be a bit problematic...
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The underground passages twisted and turned, and neither Chuzheng nor Xin Zhu knew where they ended up, occasionally encountering danger.
But Chuzheng roughly dismantled traps, so there wasn’t much danger.
However, Xin Zhu was clearly startled by Chuzheng, his gaze dazed.
After resolving a chanism, Chuzheng turned to take Xin Zhu’s hand, yet he stepped back a pace, staring blankly at her.
Chuzheng’s hand reached out into empty air, her brows furrowing as she gazed over, her expression cold with indifference, the flashlight’s cold light highlighting her stern and aloof deanor.
It seed like Chuzheng saw a hint of fear in Xin Zhu’s eyes, causing her heart to clog for a mont.
Good Person Card aning?
Is he afraid of ?
What did I do?
I’ve been walking around protecting you the whole ti, right?
If you don’t thank , fine, but you’re actually scared of ? Am I really that fierce?
"Are you afraid of ?"
Xin Zhu’s voice was dry: "No... no."
Chuzheng raised her palm upwards, silently gazing at him.
Xin Zhu swallowed, his hand at his side taking a long ti to stretch out, finally placing it in her palm.
Chuzheng gripped tightly, pulling him forward and embracing Xin Zhu around the waist.
The distance between them lessened, close enough to feel each other’s breathing.
The pressure of Chuzheng’s proximity made Xin Zhu tense, his body rigid, not daring to move.
Chuzheng pressed her forehead against his: "I won’t hurt you, never will, Xin Zhu, don’t be afraid of ."
Xin Zhu heard his irregular heartbeat, each beat pounding loudly in his ears, clear as a drum.
Her voice was like a handful of snow in the mountains, sinking into his heart, gradually ward by heart’s blood, starting to heat up.
"...Okay... alright."
"Are you tired, do you need a break before we continue?" Chuzheng asked nonchalantly, her tone unchanged from before.
Xin Zhu stopped his ssy thoughts: "I’m not tired, let’s keep going."
Chuzheng nodded straightforwardly: "Mm."
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They walked for an undetermined ti until Chuzheng finally saw a hint of light.
The light was faint, but as they approached, the brightness began to intensify.
"Stay close to ."
Xin Zhu mumbled in response.
Chuzheng passed through the light, and as soon as her vision cleared, she realized she was standing in a beautiful village.
"Xin Zhu?"
Chuzheng imdiately glanced beside her, finding her hand empty and Xin Zhu nowhere to be found.
Illusion Realm? Hallucination? Or sothing else?
Chuzheng quickly regained her composure, starting to observe the village in front of her, with buildings that were simple shacks built from wood.
People moved around, clad in animal hides and other such things, unaware of her presence.
Chuzheng walked further into the village, noticing so things similar to the carvings in the stone chambers.
Could this be the Xia Yi Clan?
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