Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Then old man, there is nothing worth exploring in this Mountain of Severance?"

"There must be, but for so many years, I have never set foot in the depths of the mountains and forests. If you go, as long as you don't set fire to the mountains, I will definitely not stop you, but whether it is dangerous or not is up to you to judge."

The old man's words gradually increased.

In fact, Fu Kuan was also a little surprised. After so many years, this old man was lonely and hadn't lost his ability to speak.

Looking at the old man's hunched back, he even felt a little sad.

"Fu Kuan, what should we do?"

"I got a lot of information, but I can't confirm it. Although it's ambiguous, at least, I still have an idea."

"Then shall we continue in-depth or..."

"I can't gamble with your lives. Let's end the trip to Duanqing Mountain."

Everyone is also puzzled.

This is too hasty.

After all, they are so skilled that even ferocious beasts can't stand them, let alone general danger.

"This matter, the more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. The Yan family, the machine, the golden pulse? There are also antiquities, expeditions, expeditions..."

He found that there were too many people and things involved in this matter!
He even felt that this old man still had a lot of things that he hadn't told him.

He got up quickly and caught up with the old man.

"Old man, can you reveal a little more to the junior."

"Reveal? Reveal what? What do you want to ask?"

The old man dug out a jar of wine directly from the ground, and it looked like it had aged.

While waving a hoe, the old man catered to Fu Kuan.

"It's just about digging gold. Are there any other details?"

"Who are you? Why do you want to know so clearly?"

"We can be regarded as an expedition team, but we are studying history."

Fu Kuan was talking nonsense, but the old man just chuckled, but didn't respond.

"Old man, what do you think?"

"Let's eat first. It's getting late now. If you go down the mountain rashly, you may be in danger. Tonight, why don't you stay overnight in my small hut? What do you think?"

Fu Kuanxi smiled and said, "That's naturally the best."

The old man handed Fu Kuan a small jar of wine and said softly, "I'll go prepare the meals, you sit down first."

As the night fell, Fu Kuan sat on the wicker chair with a jar of old wine in his arms, but he was full of thoughts.

Could it be that the machine belonged to the masked man?

He knew that the history of this mountain had been changed.

So why did the Jiang family and the Yan family fight so hard?

Is it just because a machine looks like it?
The history of Duanqing Mountain has been greatly changed.

He touched the thousand-handed machine in his pocket, and it was extremely warm.

He felt that this reason was unlikely.

It is very likely that either the Jiang family or the Yan family have touched the interests of the other party.

You know, those who were able to come to Duanqing Mountain to pan for gold were not easy back then.

But for what reason, the other party wanted to silence the Yan family.

His mind was in such a mess that he didn't even want to think about it any more.

After thinking about it, plates of meals were already served on the square table.

He looked at the bent and busy figure of the old man, but felt a little strange.

The old man, logically speaking, shouldn't be so enthusiastic.

Wei He also leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Fu Kuan, are you also suspicious?"

"Um……"

Fu Kuan nodded without making too much noise.

"If you want me to tell you, there is nothing to be courteous about, it's either adultery or robbery, you and I should be careful."

"I understand, but I hope that my thinking is wrong, and I also hope that I treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

The two smiled and stopped talking.

"The food is ready, you dolls, don't be polite, just treat it as your own home. I know that the conditions here are simple, so don't dislike it."

Looking at the food on the table, Fu Kuan even had three or two plates of game, and his appetite increased greatly.

The food made from the most primitive ingredients is surprisingly delicious.

"How about it?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

"Delicious, much better than the ones in the city!"

Several people were gobbling it up, but the old man looked at them and smiled with satisfaction.

"Old man, your name is..."

"No name, no surname. For so many years, I am the only one guarding the mountains and forests. What's the point of having such a name?"

Fu Kuan was shocked. Can this kind of old man harm them?

He kind of denies it.

"Did you never think of giving up after all these years?"

"Of course I thought about it, but I, a younger generation, naturally have to abide by the things left by my ancestors, but it's a pity that after me, there will be no successors."

The light in the old man's eyes dimmed.

Candles are flickering, and the starry night is low.

A table of dishes was wiped out by the crowd like a storm.

After drinking and eating, Fu Kuan started talking again.

"Old man, did any weird incidents happen at that time?"

"Yes, but I don't know if it's true, but there is one thing that I saw with my own eyes."

"Oh?"

Fu Kuan was delighted, it seemed that he could get a lot of clues again.

"At that time, I remembered that there seemed to be some conflict within the Yan family. A middle-aged man, who should be relatively small in stature, directly slapped the head of the Yan family, and then left angrily. In my impression, this man Never came back."

Fu Kuan pondered carefully in his mind, there seemed to be no short stature men in the Yan family, although some were not high in altitude, at least they were not low.

"How low is that man?"

"Very low, at least half a head shorter than me."

But the old man continued: "Later, the Yan family fought with this Jiang family. You must know that this Jiang family is a well-known family in the capital. In the hands of the family, it seems that he is still a boy, and I have never seen that boy again, and he is about seventeen or eighteen years old."

Fu Kuan secretly calculated his age.

This kid is probably in his forties now.

"Does that mean that the machine disappeared?"

"That's right, I was guarding the mountain at the time, so these families have strange expeditions, and even private teams. They are not so hostile to me. Many families, I have led them through. So, my relationship with this group of people is pretty good."

Fu Kuan nodded, motioning for the old man to continue.

"The gold rush lasted for nearly a month. In this month, apart from the Yan family and the Jiang family, few families could quarrel so fiercely, and even killed people."

"Which family was the person who died at that time?"

"The Yan family, the Jiang family had several thugs and bodyguards at the time, so the Yan family suffered a lot."

"I see."

Although the old man's ability to tell stories did need to be improved, Fu Kuan still understood.

This means that the contradiction between the Yan family and the Jiang family is nothing more than that.

"There are still a few bizarre things that I haven't seen with my own eyes, but after many years, whether my head can remember clearly or not is still the same thing."

"You say."