The fat man's voice was noticeably a little vibrato. It was the first time I had seen Fat Man so excited since I met him, and even in our shared experience in the future, there were almost no emotions like this.

Aunt Ming still behaved very indifferently, as if she had already thought that her words would make the fat man have such emotions. She calmly picked up the teacup and took the second sip of the "three sips of tea".

"Your father is now with Su Mo's second uncle."

Aunt Ming savored the fragrance of tea while answering the fat man's excitement. There are still no ups and downs in the tone throughout the whole process.

Aunt Ming's words made my mood begin to change. This change came about when she mentioned her second uncle.

I was originally sitting calmly in the chair, but at this moment, I also sat up straight like a fat man, and asked Aunt Ming:

"Second uncle, where are they now?"

With the fat man's questions one after another, Aunt Ming still picked up the teacup in her hand unhurriedly and drank the third sip of the "three sips of tea".

For a while, the quiet house became quiet. Even the sound of Aunt Ming's throat swallowing tea can be heard clearly.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun has completely disappeared from the street outside the door of the "Qing Xianju", and it has been replaced by the feeling of evening coolness.

As the evening approached, the light in the "Quiet Residence" gradually dimmed, and the line of sight where we were originally sitting was very general, and it was better when there was sunlight during the day, but at this moment, the line of sight became worse and worse.

The owner of the "Qing Xianju", Aunt Ming, did not mean to turn on the lights after the light in the house became dim.

Today, the three of us sat around an ancient red wooden table, the light around us dimming at a rate visible to the naked eye. This scene reminds me of when I was a child, due to the lack of voltage, there were frequent power outages, and whenever that time, I would sit around the kang or around the table in the same line of sight as my father, waiting for the light to come.

"Su Mo..."

Aunt Ming swallowed the last sip of tea from the "Three Sips of Tea Tasting" and looked at my position.

In the eager wait of me and the fat man, Aunt Ming finally broke the silence.

"Hmm."

I replied.

"Do you notice a difference in yourself?"

Aunt Ming continued to ask.

"What do you mean?"

I asked rhetorically.

For Aunt Ming's sudden question, I actually had already thought of what she was referring to.

After I left the underground space of the small black room in the courtyard of the old house, I kept thinking about the reason why my name was different from the walls where my father's and second uncle's names were in the space.

My guess is that the people on this wall with my name inscribed on it, my ancestors, including me, must have the same ability to foresee the future as I do. That is, the third eye, that is, the pineal gland, is more developed. Maybe they weren't like me, using dreams or sudden hallucinatory worlds to foretell where they were going and what was going to happen. But the result is the same, they can predict what is going to happen in advance.

"Your ability to foresee the future..."

Aunt Ming's answer was very straightforward. This answer also confirmed my suspicions.

"Wait, really? I said, brother, do you still have such a ability? ”

The fat man had been waiting for Aunt Ming to continue to talk about his life experience, but Aunt Ming changed her mind and mentioned something that I was also very confused about. The fat man didn't care too much about our conversation at first, but when Aunt Ming said the word "foresee the future", she suddenly calmed down the well-informed fat man. In a tone of disbelief, he asked me.

At the same time, he couldn't sit still anymore, and expressed his curiosity by getting up and holding the table with one hand.

I could only shake my head slightly at the fat man's behavior, expressing my confusion. Then he explained:

"I'm also just learning a little bit about this ability of mine."

In the fat man's curious and inquiring eyes, I told the fat man about the experience of Ghost Cub Ridge, the experience of the dungeon, and the experience of returning to the old mansion. I have also explained in detail the same strange details as the dream scenes. It was not only said to the fat man, but also to Aunt Chongming.

Although my every move was carried out in Aunt Ming's knowledge, she didn't know my dreams.

The reason why I am telling all about my recent wonderful experiences and feelings is because I let go of all my guards and told my experience to the two people in front of me in a state of release and sharing.

Whether it's a fat person or Aunt Ming. In my eyes, they are all completely trustworthy. And it's not just trust, it's also a relief for me.

After listening to my story, the fat man said to me in a tone of admiration: "Comrade, how did you do it? In this way, you will know the future experience as soon as you dream! ”

"This ability is not under one's control, it belongs to a genetic variation of the body. Variation of the pineal gland that exists in the brain. ”

Regarding the description of the fat man, Aunt Ming interrupted.

Then he said: "This ability is a special gene of your Su family. By your generation, this particular ability has become very weak, so weak that it only works once in a few months or even years. ”

"That's enough to break a cow!"

The fat man took Aunt Ming's words and said. As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and respectfully handed it to me, and there were words in his mouth: "The emperor and the queen of the earth are witnesses, and the land and mountain gods help." I, Zhang, am fortunate to meet the great god of the Su family today, and I am really fortunate to have three lives. Come! Great God Prophet, please accept the tea offerings of ordinary people like us......"

Aunt Ming was also a little surprised by his sudden brain-broken behavior, looked at me with inquiring eyes, and stretched out her finger to draw a circle in her brain.

I instantly understood what Aunt Ming meant, she was asking me if the fat man's brain had been stimulated and if he was mentally normal.

I shook my head helplessly at Aunt Ming, signaling that she was okay with being fat. If I hadn't been in contact for so long, I wouldn't be sure about the fat man's chattering state, but I had heard this set of statements more than once in Zhao Tuo's tomb. Every time they lit the symbolic candle of Captain Kim, he would change a similar set of words.

"Hey! I said great god, don't pretend to be cold, and don't take the tea. ”

The fat man also seemed to see Aunt Ming's movements, as well as my shaking of my head. He stretched out his hand that looked like iron tongs and grabbed my arm, and forced the tea into my hand.

When he had done this, he seemed to have accomplished something remarkable, and after a long sigh of relief, he sat back in his seat.

"I guess both of you have a lot of questions on your minds, right?"

After Aunt Ming saw that the fat man's mood calmed down, she sat down again and asked.

"Of course."

The fat man and I spoke almost at the same time.

"Before answering your questions, let me tell you a story that you are all familiar with."

Aunt Ming continued.

Regarding the story told by Aunt Ming, the fat man and I are indeed familiar with it.

The story she tells us is a battle that took place in ancient times, when the emperor fought against the heavens.

Needless to say, the person who punished the heavens has been the embodiment of the god of war for thousands of years.

In ancient times, Emperor Yan and the Emperor had a great battle in Hanquan. The end of the war ended with the defeat of Emperor Yan, and at that time Emperor Yan had a general named Xingtian, after the defeat of Emperor Yan, Xingtian has been following Emperor Yan and retreated from his original position to the southern region.

In addition to Xingtian, Emperor Yan also has a general named Chi You. In the Battle of Hanquan, he was dispersed with Emperor Yan. When Emperor Yan and Xingtian retreated to the southern region, they sent people to inquire about Chiyou's whereabouts in many ways, and finally believed that Chiyou was dead.

At this point, Emperor Yan's vitality was greatly damaged, and he could no longer fight with the emperor.

Xingtian is a cruel person, and he does not have the mercy of Emperor Yan at all.

After the defeat of Emperor Yan, the emperor completely took his place, and the so-called capable people lived in it. Although the emperor defeated Emperor Yan, Emperor Yan learned that the emperor was more lenient than his own rule, and the people lived a richer life. He gave up his revenge and turned to concentrating on governing the southern region.

But this balance was upset after Chiyou's reappearance.

After the Battle of Hanquan, Emperor Yan's subordinate general Chiyou did not die. Rather, they are secretly forming an army of revenge. And on the day of preparing for revenge, he passed the news to Emperor Yan, to which Emperor Yan did not agree. Even Xingtian, who was ready to gather all the soldiers and horses to take revenge with Chi You, Emperor Yan stopped him.

In the end, revenge failed, and the leader of the revenge army, Chi You, was beheaded by the Yellow Emperor.

When Xingtian learned the news, he was furious, ignoring Emperor Yan's order, and secretly left the barracks. A person single-handedly went to the Yellow Emperor for a decisive battle, and the Yellow Emperor admired Xingtian's courage very much, so he agreed to Xingtian's invitation to fight. As a result, Xingtian was beheaded by the Yellow Emperor who was holding the Xuanyuan Sword.

However, to everyone's surprise, Xingtian, who lost his head, did not die. Instead, he uses the two breasts on his chest as his eyes, his navel as his mouth, and holds a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right hand. He left his descendants on an unknown island, and the tribe was called the Headless Nation.

And after the Yellow Emperor learned about this tribe, because of Xingtian's bravery, he did not kill it all, but only passed down his will: as long as Xingtian's descendants do not continue to resist, they will be allowed to reproduce safely. Over time, the location of this small island became less well known.

It was not until the time of Emperor Shun that the whereabouts of the island were found again. As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, he followed the ancestral teachings and only monitored the descendants of the Torture Heaven on the island to determine whether their actions were still resistant. To this end, Emperor Shun ordered the two of them to monitor the island in a bright and dark way.

This surveillance continued for a long, long time, until the last resident of the island died, and it ended in stages.

But is it really that simple? This is the question raised by Aunt Ming after telling the above story.