Free Web NovelChapter 1868: Chapter 1868: Lost Wilderness (25)
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 became strange.
He remembered!
"Uncle Min, what’s wrong?" Yao Qing noticed something was off with Uncle Min and immediately asked with concern.
Uncle Min’s expression was odd: "That... that boy..."
Yao Qing was puzzled: "What boy? Was it him?"
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Yao Qing frowned and looked at Brother Gao in confusion.
"Uncle Min, what about that boy?" Brother Gao immediately pursued.
"He... I’ve seen him before," Uncle Min stammered, "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 came to him.
"Uncle Min, are you saying he looks exactly the same 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 someone 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 came 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 remember anything else?"
Uncle Min adopted a reminiscing posture: "Back then, he was with someone called a professor, seemed to be his student or something... 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 come from the outside, then...
Thinking of this, Brother Gao felt a rising excitement.
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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.
Sometimes he’d remember something, sometimes nothing at all.
This time, Xin Zhu was lucky enough to recall some things.
"After we came down, we were trapped in a stone chamber... similar to the previous one, but it shouldn’t be the same 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.
Meeting Chuzheng’s gaze, Xin Zhu tensed up: "I... don’t know if I count as... I really don’t remember 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 time 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 time, 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 seemed 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 remember 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 mentioned 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 mechanism, 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 demeanor.
It seemed like Chuzheng saw a hint of fear in Xin Zhu’s eyes, causing her heart to clog for a moment. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
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Is he afraid of me?
What did I do?
I’ve been walking around protecting you the whole time, right?
If you don’t thank me, fine, but you’re actually scared of me? Am I really that fierce?
"Are you afraid of me?"
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 time 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 me."
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 warmed 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 messy thoughts: "I’m not tired, let’s keep going."
Chuzheng nodded straightforwardly: "Mm."
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They walked for an undetermined time until Chuzheng finally saw a hint of light.
The light was faint, but as they approached, the brightness began to intensify.
"Stay close to me."
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 immediately glanced beside her, finding her hand empty and Xin Zhu nowhere to be found.
Illusion Realm? Hallucination? Or something 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 some things similar to the carvings in the stone chambers.
Could this be the Xia Yi Clan?
