Chapter Eighty-Four: What Village Is Huang?

After the very high-end video message ended, the old man's phantom stood up and walked in front of Wen Zhong, and the old man's palm gently patted his shoulder.

There is no need for many words, the so-called family affection is like this.

After the old man disappeared, Wen Zhong found himself back in the room he had been in.

โ€œ... Is. โ€

Smiling speechlessly, Wen Zhong raised his hand and gently opened the wooden box in front of him.

And in the box, there are really two things as the old man said.

One of them is a ball-like thing, with no texture or luster on it, and if you throw it directly on the ground, others may think of it as an ordinary stone.

And the other thing is a picture...

"This thing wasn't painted by Picasso, was it?"

Looking at the abstract atmosphere no matter how you look at it, at first glance it looks like a work that takes a few strokes of paint on a chicken's paws, Wen has a little headache - this thing actually represents his life history...

"Then my background is really abstract."

Although he was complaining about himself like this, Wen Zhong himself still honestly put things directly into his pocket.

And seeing that Wen Zhong's side was over, Wang Dagen, who had been hiding in the shadows, also walked out of the shadows.

He didn't ask anything about the items that Lu Zuoxian left behind for Wen Zhong, he just looked at him and smiled: "What do you think?" โ€

"No idea."

Wen Zhong replied honestly - although he suddenly knew a little something, he really didn't have any ideas himself.

His grandfather was a monk, and he seemed to be a relatively powerful monk, but so what?

That doesn't have any definite impact on Wen Zhong's current life, because his life has long been messed up by the youkai in the family.

As for his life experience, Wen Zhong himself is still quite curious, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely go to the 'Buddha Emperor Mountain' that his grandfather said.

But until then...

"Uncle Wang, the family is eating fried yellow beef today - do you want to come along?"

Mt. Kongo is also a scene after eating.

โ€œ...โ€

And Wang Dagen couldn't help grinning after seeing Wen Zhong's reaction, and then shook his head slightly: "No need, no need." โ€

After saying that, he also looked at Wen Zhong: "I may leave for a while in a few days." โ€

"Huh? Business trip? โ€

"Don't count itโ€”your cultivation is enough to protect yourself now, so I want to go back to the cultivation world to get some things back."

Wang Dagen also said lightly.

"Okay."

Wen Zhong nodded lightly: "If you are in trouble, remember to tell me... Well, I can't help much, but the residents of my house should be able to help a little. โ€

"Okay."

So after Wang Dagen also nodded, Wen Zhong returned home with the box left for him by his grandfather.

And listen to the 'Bai Yiyi' coming from not far away! Hurry up and dig a hole for me! ''Huh?'' Have you been drinking? ''Hurry down!'' My grandfather left something for me in the yard! ''Is your grandfather an earthworm?'' "You get out of here, don't you want to touch today's yellow beef" Xianggong! The little girl is here to help you! ''Get out! The corners of Wang Dagen's mouth could not help but raise slightly.

"Relieved?"

Tofu jumped onto his shoulders vigorously.

"Let's do it."

Wang Dagen nodded lightly and smiled: "You can go with peace of mind." โ€

"When are you leaving?"

"Now."

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And on the other hand, with the majesty of his own home (?) Wen Zhong, who called Bai Yiyi to help him take out the things in the soil in the courtyard, didn't know what to say.

โ€œ... Did your grandfather have Alzheimer's disease before? โ€

Bai Yiyi asked seriously.

"It wasn't supposed to be, but now..."

Wen Zhong looked at the book in his hand that had been buried directly in the soil and was now rotting badly, and the cover was written with the words 'ๅคฉXๅฎ€X', which were almost completely unrecognizable, and nodded: "I think it may be." โ€

What is this thing left for him? Even if he finds it, he can't learn it at all, right?

"Hmm... But the workmanship of this vestment is okay, from a human point of view. โ€

However, Bai Yiyi gave a good evaluation of a handsome dark gold robe that was brought out with the book: "How about this for me to change into pajamas?" โ€

"Get out!"

Wen Zhong has always been concise and to the point.

However, he was still a little disappointed in his heart - he originally thought that the things that his grandfather left for him were likely to contain some information about his old man's past, but he didn't expect that it was just such a book that was almost impossible to read and an ancient clothes that he couldn't wear at all!

โ€œ... Let's eat first. โ€

Therefore, this inquiry and investigation, which was originally reported with great expectations, was simply over, and it seemed that for Wen Zhong, it was a rather ordinary daily life that was about to begin!

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"you! How often does Lao Tzu improve his food, do you two know? โ€

NOT LONG AFTER RETURNING HOME, WEN, WHO WAS CALLED BY THE DAN'S BROTHERS AND SISTERS AND COULDN'T EVEN EAT, WAS OBVIOUSLY FULL OF RESENTMENT.

"So what does it matter? You can't eat it when you go back. โ€

The other end of the phone seemed to be on the speakerphone, so when Dan Fu's voice came, he also received Dan Chen's 'grace' response.

"What do you know?"

And Wen Zhong naturally had a bitterness in his heart and couldn't say it - just these residents in the family, if they didn't fight for food for the first time after the table, where would they wait for a few minutes?

"Hurry up and say something!"

He spoke impatiently, and the Dan brothers and sisters obviously knew that they were asking for something now.

"We've found the origin of that zombie, and we'd like to ask you to come with us to see it..."

After knowing that Wen Zhong could even deal with a corpse without any injuries himself, the two apparently hoped that Wen Zhong, a rather mysterious and reliable figure, could go with them to the zombie location.

After all, according to the Heavenly Demon Monarch Huang Jiu Corpse, there is likely to be a corpse nest around the place where the zombies appeared, so one more Wen Zhong is obviously a very necessary reinforcement.

"Found it? Where is it? โ€

And Wen Zhong frowned when he heard this-Originally, according to his personality, he was actually reluctant to go, after all, he was not good and dangerous...

However, now that he had just received a reminder from his grandfather's message, Wen Zhong couldn't help but think about it a little.

"According to the reply from the police station, the DNA of the zombie has been found in the information database - it is a person from a small village in Lushui City, who died from a flash flood 45 years ago."

"Forty-five years ago? Mountain torrents? โ€

Why does it sound so familiar?

"What's that village called?"

After hearing Wen Zhong's inquiry, the Dan brothers and sisters were obviously a little unexpected, and hurriedly flipped through the information before they came to the conclusion: "It is a small mountain village that has been abandoned for a long time, called Huangmeng Village. โ€

"What village is Huang?"