"It's Sister Artyzen!" On the hillside near the entrance of the village, a cry rang out from the grass.

Zheng Dong looked at this place, the village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is only such a passage in front of him, the soil slopes are dense, the forests are flourishing, it is an easy place to defend and difficult to attack.

"Little Five?" The woman in black looked at a little girl with a ponytail coming out of the grass and smiled.

The little girl smiled sweetly at Wang Yachen, turned around and ran back to the village: "Sister Yachen is back!" ”

"Sister Yachen!" The sound of children's laughter rang out from the village.

Zheng Dong followed a few people on horseback into the village and saw a scene like a paradise.

The fertile fields are winding mountains, the flowing water is dripping, the houses are clothed, the children are drooping, and they are happy.

"Great place!" Zhang Wenqi sighed.

The children gathered around, all of them with big eyes and smart eyes, and they looked very smart.

"Sister, do you have anything to eat?" A little chubby boy asked by biting his fingers.

Wang Yachen smiled: "Yes, but this time I was in a hurry, and I brought relatively little." With that, Wang Yachen took out two packets of snacks from his arms and handed them to the children.

"Thank you, Sister Artyzen!"

"I still have some things, you guys can play by yourself first." Wang Yachen said to the children.

The children nodded obediently and went to eat with snacks.

"These children are so happy," a long sigh came, and several people turned their heads to look at Zheng Dong, who looked sad and looked like he had gone through vicissitudes, "When I was a child, in the church, what did I eat?" ”

Zhang Wenqi asked, "What do you eat?" ”

"More than a dozen pounds of sweet potatoes a day." Zheng Dong pretended to suck his nose and wiped away his non-existent tears, "Every time I finish eating, they avoid me like they have seen a plague god." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Why do you say? Look for me when you're working, and hide from me when you're not working. Zheng Dong was distressed.

"Because of." Zhang Wenqi floated a sentence.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Wen's mouth "poofed".

Zheng Dong immediately understood, and suddenly realized: "I see! ”

"If you're going to be so indecent again, I doubt my father will believe you're an inspirer." Wang Yachen said on the side.

Zheng Dong hurriedly coughed a few times: "Do you believe that I am an enlightener?" ”

Wang Yachen shrugged: "I have to believe that I saw it with my own eyes." ”

"That's it, you're the eldest lady, with you to prove it, who wouldn't believe it!" Zheng Dong laughed.

Wang Yachen didn't answer again, because everyone had already walked in front of the largest building in the village.

Zheng Dong looked up and saw this three-story building, a traditional Jiangnan tile house, which was very quaint, and the moss spread in the corners.

"Come in." Wang Yachen said, taking the lead in crossing the ancient threshold and entering the house.

Several people hurried to follow.

The room is greeted by a refreshing woody scent, which seems to be accompanied by the fragrance of tea, and the soft light comes in from the high air* and shines on the huge screen.

There are a few years on the screen, and a series of story paintings are drawn, from left to right, a total of three.

The first depicts a blue planet, with two white pillars of light shot out from an oval-shaped object like a large ship above, striking several sailless ships, emitting fire.

The second depicts a praying mantis-like creature looking down at a tiny figure, its sickle-like arms swinging out, splattering bright red blood.

Zheng Dong stared at the bright red blood, which was still bright red after thousands of years.

The third depicts a saint with a face that is invisible, glowing all over, surrounded by six black holes, with the artist's brushstrokes so exquisite that the black holes seem to be spinning.

"The third one is the Inspirer." Wang Yachen whispered.

"Is it me? Am I that handsome? Zheng Dong touched his nose.

The crowd walked around the screen and onwards.

The eye is greeted by a large church-like space, which does not match the exterior of the building, and many people in black sit cross-legged, letting out a burst of devotional singing.

"Who remembers that 10,000 years ago, we lived on the blue planet."

"Who knows if the previous generation will be completely forgotten in 10,000 years."

"In those distant times, we were the masters of the planet."

"We ascend to the crooked moon, we wander the universe."

"Our planes break through the clouds, and our ships split the waves."

"We live happily ever after, and we watch for each other's warmth."

"Suddenly Barnard came down and suddenly the world was in chaos."

"The demon battleship pierces the stars, and the demon battleship destroys the army."

"They slaughtered us, they enslaved us."

"They study us, they look down on us."

"Five billion compatriots shed blood, but they left 10,000 seeds."

"They let us live, they want to spy on the development of civilization."

"This is the greatest secret of mankind, and they are stupid not to know about it."

"Even if there is only one of us left, we will sing this ancient ballad."

"Sing this ballad and remember the glory of antiquity forever."

"Sing this ballad and remember the bloody wounds."

"Maybe no one believes it, but someone has to know the truth."

"This terrible truth!"

This is the second time Zheng Dong has heard this song, and like the first time, he feels that something is about to rush out of his head, but it is still a little short.

"This is the song of ancient times, but the language is the same as now, our language has not changed a little in ten thousand years, and it will even degenerate in ancient times," among the many black-clothed people, a middle-aged man walked out, his face was kind, his eyebrows were thick, and a pair of dark brown eyes revealed a touch of unshakable determination, he looked at Zheng Dong and made a majestic baritone, "Great inspirer, can you remember?" ”

"I can't." Zheng Dong shook his head.

"Then wait."

"Wait? I want to know now, tell me the truth, and I'll remember it right away! ”

"No," the middle-aged man looked at Zheng Dong and smiled faintly, "The enlighteners of the past generations naturally remembered it, and the enlighteners at that time had grown into a god of war who could fight against the Barnard civilization. ”

"I'm pretty good right now!" Zheng Dong patted his chest.

"Can you prove it?"

"How?"

"Devouring genes."

"What?" Zheng Dong's face was surprised, "It's so simple? ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man wondered.

Wang Yachen asked on the side, "Father, are you sure that he is an inspirer?" I just ran into him by chance. ”

"Sure." The middle-aged man smiled, "It's not an enlightener, I won't come here." ”

"There is providence in the dark." Zhang Wenqi said.

"It's not providence, it's the chip in the brains of the enlighteners, calculated by computing power beyond time, everything will be coincidental, everything will be calculated." The middle-aged man said.

"Yes, yes, the messenger in my dream when I was killed by a bullet also said something strange about chips." Zheng Dong shook his fingers and said.

"You're dead?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

"yes, to save my boss!" Zheng Dong pointed at Zhang Wenqi.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Wenqi, and Zhang Wenqi nodded sneeringly.

"Now that you've come back from the dead, it's time to activate some abilities, can you show me?"

"Uh, how do you show it?" Zheng Dong rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea.

After a while, in the center of the circle surrounded by many black-clothed people, Zheng Dong looked at the table of food in front of him, and his saliva was about to stay.

"Zheng Dong, I'm with you." In the crowd, Zhang Wenqi couldn't help but run over.

Wang Yachen looked at Zheng Dong with a headache, and felt a little embarrassed that he had brought back such a strange thing.

The middle-aged man looked at Zheng Dong and said, "Inspirer, are you sure you show your ability like this?" ”

"Sure!" Zheng Dong picked up the chopsticks, a little impatient, "Announce the start of the announcement!" ”

The middle-aged man was embarrassed, nodded, and then waved his hand: "The Enlightener will prove his identity to us, and after that, we will tell him the truth, and a new era is about to begin!" We are one step closer to the uprising! Now, sing the hymns! ”

The chant sounded, Zheng Dong aimed at a plate of braised fish, checked it with chopsticks, and sent it to his mouth.

Everyone was amazed, how could this fish be swallowed alive and not afraid of thorns?

As a result, Zheng Dong swallowed the braised fish in one bite, but the skeleton of the braised fish was exposed, and then Zheng Dong's mouth moved slightly, and he spit out small spines with a "poof".

"Devouring power can still be used like this." Zheng Dong smiled on his face, aimed at a plate of roast chicken, threw away the chopsticks without hesitation, and held the roast chicken and gnawed it.

Everyone sang silently, feeling strange in their hearts.

On the side, Zhang Wenqi was not far behind, eating hard, but when he finally finished eating a plate of meat dishes, he was stunned to find that the table was already full of cups and plates, and there was nothing left.

"Why are you eating so fast!?" Zhang Wenqi shouted, "Don't leave it for me? ”

The song fell just as it fell, and everyone was petrified, looking at a table of empty plates and various wreckage, and their mouths were open and speechless.

Zheng Dong touched his still flat stomach and licked his teeth with his tongue.

"Delicious, delicious!"

"The devouring ability of this generation is really, really, strange." The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Proven, right?" Zheng Dong looked at the middle-aged man, "I don't know your name yet." ”

"My name is Wang Shanhai," the middle-aged man saluted Zheng Dong, "Greetings to the Enlightener." ”

Seeing this, everyone bowed down and said, "Welcome to the Enlightener!" ”

"Haha, get up and get up, uh, by the way," Zheng Dong walked towards Wang Shanhai, "What do I have to do?" ”

"Don't you know?" Wang Shanhai frowned.

"I don't know, did the previous generation know?" Zheng Dong scratched his head.

"It seems that something is wrong with your generation, please wait a few days, and then we will enter the secret room and see if we can help you remember something."

"Okay, where do I live?"

"Han Cheng will arrange it."

The man in black walked out.

"I still have a question that I don't know if I should ask." Wang Shanhai hesitated for a moment and said.

Zheng Dong waved his hand in an airy manner: "Just ask, I know I'll tell you!" ”

"Like, do you eat so much at every meal?"

“……”

"Lord Enlightener, although we are rich in using the scientific and technological achievements of the previous generation, we can't afford to eat like this."

"Ahem," Zheng Dong coughed a few times, "You misunderstood, I usually eat very little, but today I will show you the devouring ability." ”

"And how much do you usually eat?"

"One meal, one fish, one chicken, five bowls of rice!"

“……”

"Is it too much?"

"No more, no less." Wang Shanhai hurriedly said.

"Then add another plate of stir-fry!"

“……”

"Hurry to where you live!" Wang Yachen couldn't stand it, and motioned to Han Cheng to quickly take this guy away.

Han Cheng understood and stepped forward: "Lord Enlightener, I will take you to the place where you live." ”

Zheng Dong and Zhang Wenqi walked out of the building, turned around and shouted again: "Remember! ”

Wang Shanhai has a black line.

"Father, do you think he's reliable?" Wang Yachen asked.

"It should ...... Reliable. ”

When Zheng Dong came to live, it was a courtyard, which seemed to be uninhabited, but it was cleaned very cleanly, and Zheng Dong and Zhang Wenqi were very satisfied.

"Great place!" Zheng Dong said with a smile.

"It's for the Inspirers, and we've been renovating it ever since we settled here."

"Wow, that's so good!"

Zheng Dong couldn't wait to push the door in.

The windows are bright and clean, and the dust is not clean.

But Zheng Dong's gaze fell on the four paintings on the wall.

He froze.