In the grass, there was a man lying down, his green shirt soaked in blood.

Chen Qingqing was glad that Yu Buli fainted.

If he saw this bloody picture, he would definitely not be able to stand it.

The man had multiple lacerations on his body, fatally in his throat, and was bitten by a wolf so badly that he should have injured his blood vessels.

Look at this injury, you can't survive.

The man's voice calling for help became weaker and weaker, and when he saw someone coming, he struggled to pull out a bamboo tube from his arms.

"Yujiagou Ancestral Hall ......"

Before the bamboo tube was delivered to Chen Qingqing, the man fell to the ground and swallowed.

Chen Qingqing closed his eyes for him and sighed.

got up and looked around, except for the wolves that were hacked to death by Yu Buli, there were no wolves.

This wolf should be the lone wolf that Yu Buli found the footprints, with a thin body and poor coat color, and it is an old wolf.

It's just that this man is unlucky, if he meets Chen Qingqing and Yu Buli in advance, maybe he won't have to die in the wolf's mouth.

Chen Qingqing grabbed the bamboo tube in the man's hand and was about to open it to take a look, so he woke up.

"Don't come here!" Chen Qingqing saw that the ground was full of blood, and was worried that he would faint again.

He ignored her, strode over with a pale face, pressed her shoulder, and glanced up and down with a pair of eyes.

After confirming that she was not hurt, her heart was relieved.

"I'm fine, this is what the man gave me on his deathbed."

Chen Qingqing stuffed the bamboo tube into him and asked him to turn around and look.

She grabbed the burden she had thrown on the ground and opened it.

This is what the dead man left behind.

She wanted to cover the deceased with a furoshiki to cover the blood and prevent Yu from fainting again.

When I opened the package, there were several sets of clothes inside, and a little broken silver, and a piece of bamboo pressed underneath.

Chen Qingqing covered the deceased, grabbed the bamboo piece and read: "According to the body, the surname is Niuzi - why would someone call it Niuzi?" ”

Yu Buli, who had already read the letter in the bamboo tube, frowned.

"Girls don't swear."

Niuzi, in the northern dialect, is not a good word.

"It's not what I'm going to say, he's called Niuzi, and he has the same surname as you, it turns out that the 'ID card' of this era looks like this."

This bamboo piece is the identity certificate that Chen Qingqing mentioned before, and it is called a photographic sticker in this time and space.

The bamboo piece is engraved with the basic information of the holder, who is the surname and first name, where the family lives, and what surprised Chen Qingqing the most is that on the back of the bamboo piece, the physical characteristics of the holder are also carved.

"He's six feet tall — he's about the same height as you, how tall are you?" Chen Qingqing asked.

"One meter eighty-five."

Chen Qingqing quickly converted: "Then one foot in this era is about 28 centimeters, close to the size of the Ming and Qing dynasties." ”

Those who are engaged in architecture are particularly sensitive to weights and measures.

"What is written in that bamboo tube?" Chen Qingqing asked.

The two of them exchanged messages, and pieced together the history of this person from the photo stickers left by the deceased and the letters in the bamboo tube.

The deceased's name was Yu Niuzi, 26 years old, who lived in the capital and was a showman.

The war in the capital continued, and he traveled thousands of miles to his hometown to join his clansmen.

The letters in this bamboo tube are all exchanged between him and his relatives in his hometown, and from the patchwork information, Yu Niuzi followed his parents into Beijing when he was a child, and he has not seen his relatives in his hometown for more than 20 years.

"He mentioned his sister in his letter, and it seems that her sister died on the way."

Chen Qingqing rummaged through the package, and sure enough, he saw a small tablet at the bottom, but it was written on it by Yu Chen.

There are also wooden hairpins.

"Yu Chen, it's not my sister, right?"

"The tablet is his wife, the style of the wooden hairpin is young, it should be his sister's, the ancient girl died and could not enter the ancestral hall, so he only brought his sister's hairpin back."

This Niu Zi brother is really miserable.

There were three people at the time of departure, and after walking all the way, there was only one person left, and now there is no one left.

"It seems that the outside of the mountain is not very peaceful, and according to the information conveyed in the letter, Yujiagou is safe."

Yu Buli frowned tightly, there was too little information in the letter, and he couldn't judge how far Yu Jiagou was.

"Can you analyze the varieties of bamboo that are used to make stickers?" Chen Qingqing asked.

"It's like bamboo."

"Go back and find a way to get two pieces over, I'll carve it according to it, won't we have a household registration?"

Chen Qingqing is extremely grateful to her mother for throwing her into various tutoring classes since she was a child and giving her so many useless skills.

"This ancient identity certificate, there is no difficulty, a few carvings on the bamboo, it is a sticker, as for the way out......

Chen Qingqing pinched up a thin piece of paper in the bamboo tube, on which the reason for leaving the city was written, and it was stamped with the seal of the government, which was very sloppy.

"Take a big radish and carve a chapter, I can imitate it in batches."

Chen Qingqing's modern useless specialty is enough for her to make a fake testimony in ancient times.

"Do you have the materials?" Yu Buli calmly pointed out the blind spots, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

The two glanced at each other, Chen Qingqing folded his hands and said sincerely to the deceased:

"Brother, I'm offended."

The two dug a pit on the spot and buried the dead under a tree.

Chen Qingqing made a mark on the trunk of the tree to facilitate later identification.

She and Yu Buli are newcomers and have the ability to apply for fake certificates, but they suffer from lack of materials.

can only change into the clothes of the deceased, borrow the identity of the deceased, and temporarily hide in Yujiagou.

After studying the situation clearly and forging his identity, he will find a way to get the deceased back and realize his wish to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

According to the letter of the deceased, he had not seen his hometown people for many years, and those people must not recognize him.

The two buried the deceased and picked out two sets of clothes from the deceased's package to change into.

Yu Buli is about the same height as the deceased, his clothes fit, and as long as he wraps his headscarf, his hairstyle can be fooled.

Chen Qingqing wore the deceased's clothes wide and long, and she could only tear off the hem, and her belt was tight, which looked very strange.

The two of them sorted these out, and it was almost noon.

My stomach growled and I was hungry, and the roast bird meat I ate in the morning was digested.

"Roasted the wolf?" Chen Qingqing looked at the emaciated old wolf.

"It's better not to, there is a lot of sand in the wolf meat, and the fishy smell is relatively strong, it is not delicious, if we can't go out of the mountains before dark to eat wolves, we can go out, so we will find a place to sell the wolves and donkeys together."

Chen Qingqing squinted.

"Why do you know what wolf meat tastes like? Poached? ”

"I haven't eaten it, it's a saying handed down by my ancestors..... My ancestors were bandits. His eyes wandered, and he looked very empty.

Chen Qingqing sighed twice.

"Why did the bandit family raise such a good guy like you?"

Yu Buli was ashamed: "I have a genetic mutation, so I am very gentle." ”

On the ground, the dead wolf who had been chopped off by him with a knife was open, and he didn't bat at the eye.

If the wolf can speak, it must be extremely aggrieved - how gentle can a person who chops off the wolf's head with a knife be?

In the end, they gnawed a few wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, and the dead wolf was tied to the donkey, and the two continued on their way.

Luckily, I walked for less than an hour before I reached the bottom of the mountain.

A man with firewood on his back came to him, Chen Qingqing glanced at it, and made sure that this man was not one of those people who worshipped their ancestors and engaged in feudal superstition last night.

Very good.