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Chapter 129 There are more and more mysteries

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse. There's nothing to see, so go and do what you have to do."

The village chief waved to the surrounding villagers and arranged for people to carry the body away.

The villagers who were still gathered together stopped talking and left after a while.

"What happened?"

Ke Shaoyun and Bian Yi arrived a step later, did not see the body and did not know what happened.

Lin Yi pointed to the place where the corpse lay. There was a large dent there, "Someone died."

"Who died? Someone from the village? Villagers?" Ke Shaoyun asked aloud.

"There's something not right about this soil."

Bian Yi squatted in the sunken position, stretched out his hand to measure the size, and then picked up the soil inside. "It's a little moist, and it has a light aroma."

The reason turned out to be that Jin Kongji was not found during the day.

In the end, I went shopping and nothing happened, so I was worried for nothing.

Ke Shaoyun shook his head, "It's too eye-catching, it would be better at night."

"I don't know." Lin Yi shook his head and continued: "The corpse looks like its blood has been sucked dry by something."

"Strange, since he is a missing person, why is he here?" Ke Shaoyun obviously had the same question.

What exactly is the fragrance?

Seeing that the two of them had already made a plan, Lin Yi stood aside and said: "My status makes it inconvenient to go to the ancestral hall, so I can only rely on you, come on!"

"There are two holes in the neck, and the rest is not clear."

There were so many people before and the smell in the air was so mixed that there was no way to detect this weak aroma.

Ke Shaoyun: "It's nothing special, just an ordinary ancestral hall."

Ke Shaoyun rolled his eyes: "People's ancestral halls are used to place memorial tablets."

The aroma was clearly the same as what he smelled at the door of Lao Jiu's house last night.

Bian Yi said: "Of the more than 100 tablets, 80% of them belong to young people in the city."

When Ke Shaoyun said this, Bian Yi also remembered what happened yesterday and the village chief's strange remarks.

With the other party's agreement, Lin Yi found that he had gained two more freedom points.

One morning passed, and Lin Yi learned something from another student.

After all, his identity is there, he is a student doing research, how can he be fooling around.

"Fragrance?" Lin Yi walked over and smelled it, and it was indeed fragrant.

But as long as he works harder, he will soon be able to move freely in the village without being restricted by his identity.

Who would be free to study the contents on the tablet, wouldn’t they feel bad luck?

After listening to the conversation between the two, Lin Yi thought for a while and said, "It seems that no matter what, we still need to visit the ancestral hall again."

Once he leaves these two places, villagers will soon notify Director Li, and then he is forced to go back.

"Let's go now?" Bian Yi asked.

He also stayed under his mentor Jin Kongji for a long time and got to know a little bit about his temperament.

He finally knew why the expedition team did not set off immediately after Professor Hans informed the black shadow of the information, but waited until the next day.

Lin frowned and answered the question Ke Shaoyun just asked.

"Ancestral hall? I know that place." Ke Shaoyun seemed to have remembered something and explained: "When we first entered the village, the village chief took us to visit that place. There are many tablets enshrined in it."

He didn't notice this at all, just glanced at it briefly and looked away.

When he first heard this statement, Lin Yi didn't believe it.

"So is there anything found in the ancestral hall?" Lin Yi has never been to the ancestral hall and only stayed around the inspection team's accommodation and the village cadres' homes.

Don’t they all say that Yunlai Village is xenophobic?

The village chief's actions once made Ke Shaoyun and Bian Bian feel that the ancestral hall was a very dangerous place.

"Where is the body now?" Bian Yi stood up and asked.

"But I remember the village chief said that the ancestral hall is an important place and needs to be kept quiet. So don't go there if you have nothing to do, let alone step into the courtyard inside the ancestral hall."

[Current free points: 8 (redeem conditions will be unlocked after reaching 10 points)]

It seems that if you want to obtain free points, you not only need to talk to players, but the content of the conversation also has requirements.

Bian Yi interjected: "Does it count if there are too many tablets?"

Is it a coincidence that it appears here or is it hinting at something?

"I only know that his name is A Ming, and he is a villager on the mountain who followed my mentor."

"No problem, wait for our good news." Ke Shaoyun nodded, looked at each other and Bian Yi, and agreed readily.

Ke Shaoyun was stunned: "What?"

But Lin Yi couldn't tell what the specific requirements were yet.

"It seems to be temporarily placed in the ancestral hall." Lin Yi's ears were good and he heard the village chief's whispered instructions to carry the corpse.

Since it is such an important place, why would we bring new outsiders to visit it?

He only focuses on academic research and is quite careless about everything in life.

If you focus on it, you can skip meals for a whole day and you won’t feel tired or hungry.

It's like taking a shot of chicken blood, I feel very energetic.

For such a person, you say that he did not stay in the study group to do research, but went out to fool around all day.

He was hard to believe.

Besides, there should be no one in this village that the mentor Jin Kongji knows.

Where can the other party go?

"Where did you find the person later?" Lin Yi asked curiously.

The student: "The professor came back by himself."

Lin Yi asked again: "Did anything special or abnormal happen when he came back?"

The student thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, it's quite normal."

Lin Yi: "Then did he say where he went?"

The student shook his head again, "No, the professor didn't say anything. He just asked me to call everyone for a meeting."

Lin nodded and expressed his gratitude to the student.

Just as he was about to leave, the student seemed to remember something and said again: "Wait, I remembered it, I don't know if it was my imagination."

"The professor was not in a good mood after hearing what I said about Professor Hans' discovery of the black shadow."

Lin Yi asked doubtfully, "Isn't it very good?"

"Yes, well, how should I say it."

The student scratched his head in distress, "To be precise, the professor was not in a good mood when he came back, and he was not very happy after getting the news."

"I feel that if it were me, I would be happy at this time."

The student said uncertainly: "I wonder if this is an anomaly?"

Lin Yi thanked the other party again, "Thank you for the information you provided. It's very helpful."

He was sure that his mentor Jin Kongji must have discovered something special in the village, something even more special and important than the animals he wanted to study.

That would be such a reaction.

But what could be more important than his research?

Could it be related to his disappearance?

Lin Yi felt that there were more and more mysteries, and perhaps by solving them he could find the whereabouts of his mentor.

Yunlai Village.

The secrets hidden in this remote mountain village may be far more complicated than he thought. On the way back, he met Liu Zi, the villager who tied bamboo last time.

The other party and A Ming's mother seemed to be arguing about something, and I vaguely heard the words "Sooner or later you will suffer retribution."

After arguing and arguing, they started pulling.

Liu Zi accidentally pushed A Ming's mother to the ground and shouted impatiently: "I don't know whether I will receive retribution. I only know that if I don't do it, I will die."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Only the old woman who fell to the ground was left silently covering her face and crying bitterly.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Lin Yi walked over and asked softly.

A Ming's mother wiped the tears on her face hard and forced a smile towards Lin Yi, "It's okay, it just hurts from the fall."

Lin Yi did not expose the other party's lie, and thoughtfully reached out to help the person up, and then helped to pick up the bamboo basket that fell on the ground.

Only then did he notice that there were some exquisite red paper-cuts in the bamboo basket, and there were several equally festive paper-cuts scattered on the ground next to them.

The content of paper-cutting is diverse and rich.

There were several paper-cuts of little people that caught his attention.

Some are two people sitting opposite each other, some are three people cutting down trees, and some are four people carrying a sedan chair.

Although he doesn't know much about paper-cutting craftsmanship, he also knows what paper-cuts will be posted at the wedding banquet.

Aren't the characters usually associated with marriage, such as "happy", "mandarin duck", "magpie", etc.?

Lin Yi suppressed the doubts in his heart, put all the paper-cuttings into the bamboo basket, and handed them into the old woman's hands.

"Thank you, boy."

Amin's mother hugged the bamboo basket tightly with an unnatural expression, subconsciously trying to cover the contents of the basket.

"Mom, did you cut this?"

"Are you going to use it at the wedding banquet of Lao Jiu's family?"

"The cut is really good, so delicate and beautiful."

Lin Yi looked amazed and seemed to like the paper cuttings in the bamboo basket very much.

"Yeah, I'm pretty good at this little skill." A Ming's mother relaxed a lot after hearing Lin Yi's words, but the posture of her hands remained the same.

Lin Yi continued to ask: "I really like this paper-cut, can I buy some and take it back?"

"Huh?" A Ming's mother was stunned. This was the first time she heard that someone wanted to buy paper-cuts because they thought they looked good.

As expected, he is a scholar from the city, and everything he reads is new.

Even a cheap paper cut that no one wants is interested.

"How much does one cost? You make a price." Lin Yi continued to ask while the iron was hot, hoping to use this to build relationships.

A Ming's mother shook her head, "It's just a few pieces of worthless red paper, no need to pay."

"Just tell me what you want. I will cut it and send it to you tomorrow."

"How can that be possible?" Lin Yi quickly replied: "You worked hard and carefully to cut it. At the very least, you have to charge a craft fee."

"It's okay, it doesn't take any effort." Amin's mother looked at the sincere eyes of the young man in front of her, and thought of her Amin again.

The same is true for Amin.

She always complimented her on how beautiful her paper-cuts were, and also said that she would charge a fee in the future so that her efforts could not be wasted.

such a pity.

Her Amin is gone.

Never come back.

Amin's mother felt sad again when she thought of this.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Lin Yi noticed that the old woman in front of him suddenly became silent and sad. He didn't know where he got the sadness from her.

Amin's mother sighed, suppressed the pain in her heart, and waved her hand, "It's okay, young man."

"If you have figured out a trick, come to my house to find me. The sixth house from the village entrance is next to the big tree, and there is a paper pinwheel hanging at the door."

After the old woman finished speaking, she looked up at the sky.

The weather became overcast and thunder echoed in the distance.

Soon, dark clouds gathered, lightning pierced the sky, and the roar became louder. It looked like a heavy rain was coming.

"It's going to rain. Go back quickly and don't stay outside anymore."

A Ming's mother took out a paper umbrella from her waist and stuffed it into Lin Yi's hand, "Let's go back."

The other party eagerly urged Lin Yi to go home, his voice full of worry and anxiety.

"Okay. But you should keep this umbrella for yourself." Lin Yi wanted to return the umbrella to the other party, but unexpectedly the other party pushed him forward.

The tone became more and more urgent.

He had no choice but to accept the other party's kindness, and the two separated at the next intersection.

But Lin Yi didn't know that when he turned to leave, A Ming's mother took a deep look at his retreating back.

The other party's eyes were full of complexity, and they quietly passed away with a sigh.

Suddenly a few raindrops fell gently on the ground, making a sizzling sound on the ground.

There's something wrong with this rain!

Lin Yi immediately opened the paper umbrella in his hand.

The surface of the umbrella was full of damage and cracks, and the ribs were slightly broken. It was very worn.

Can such an umbrella really keep out the rain?

Lin Yi was not sure, so he quickly ran back holding a paper umbrella.

The rain became heavier and heavier, turning into a downpour in the blink of an eye.

Water droplets poured down from the sky like a waterfall, accompanied by the roar of the wind.

The roar of thunder and the hitting of raindrops are intertwined like a symphony of heaven and earth.

Covering up the unusual sound of landing.

However, no matter how hard the rain was, no matter how chaotic the raindrops were hitting Lin Yi, the paper umbrella was not even touched by a drop of rain.

The cracks on the umbrella seemed to be closed, not letting a drop of water seep in.

Lin Yi looked up at the old paper umbrella in surprise. The sight in front of him seemed to be beyond common sense.

I didn’t expect that the old paper umbrella could really withstand this strange rain.

Fifteen minutes later, he returned to the room safe and sound and carefully put the paper umbrella away, maybe it would be useful again.

"Oh help"

"Give me the umbrella."

The strange shouting caught Lin Yi's attention. He quickly walked to the window and found someone running in the rain and fighting for a paper umbrella with another person.

It looked exactly like the one he had just put away.

"Let go, I found this umbrella first."

"Nonsense, I obviously saw it first."

The two people struggled in the rain, and the raindrops fell on their bodies, looking down at their flesh bit by bit.

It hurts just to look at it.

However, the two people seemed to be blinded by the situation and were completely unaware of their physical condition. They didn't even care about the paper umbrella that fell aside.

They bit each other like crazy until the blood stained the rain on the ground red, and one of them couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

The remaining person showed a smile of victory, held up the umbrella on the ground, and turned around to leave.

Obviously that paper umbrella can hold two people, why are we still fighting so frantically for it?

(End of this chapter)