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Chapter 6 Genealogy
The old man skillfully typed on his mobile phone, and he knew how fast he was playing.

Then the text is converted into a male voice with a little opera accent.

"Thanks, I'll grab some of the fruit I just picked."

Uncle Du grabbed two handfuls of mountain fruits for the two of them, and after Feng Yi got out of the car, he stuffed a few cherry-sized mountain fruits into Feng Yi's hands.

Feng Yi had never eaten it before. Seeing that the two people in the car were having a good time, he took off his gloves, wiped the sweat on his hands and the small mud spots on the peel, and tried.

Sweet, hydrated and delicious.

The two quickly drove away.

Uncle dumb took off the straw hat and fanned the wind, then threw the straw hat into the bamboo basket, looked at Feng Yi again, and quickly typed into the voice on the phone: "Come with me."

Feng Yi quickly followed.

"Uh...what's your name?" Feng Yi asked.Calling Uncle Dumb directly doesn't seem to respect people.

"Just call Uncle Dumb!" the phone voice said.

Seeing that the other party really doesn't care, Feng Yi doesn't bother about it, just look at the surrounding scenery and the smooth road.

"I see that the road on the mountain is well built. Didn't you buy a scooter?"

Dumb Uncle entered on his mobile phone: "I have food, drink and internet, what car do I want."

Feng Yi: "...It makes sense."

After thinking about it, Feng Yi decided to go straight.

"Uncle dumb, the purpose of my coming, you know?"

"I know~ I know~ I've been waiting for a long time!"

"How do you say this?" Feng Yi asked.

Uncle dumb didn't plan to talk more, just turned on the phone and played music.

"Who is singing, warming the loneliness..."

As he walked forward, he danced to the rhythm.

Feng Yi: "..."

Sure, it's a lively old man.

It didn't take long for Feng Yi to see the "Feng Family Ancestral House" that the old housekeeper had said.

This is the first time Feng Yi has seen the legendary ancestral house, which is somewhat similar to the old buildings in the historical period drama.

The area is not very large, and the bricks and tiles are very ancient, but they are not dilapidated. Obviously, someone has carefully maintained them.This dumb uncle really did his due diligence.

Uncle dumb walked into the room and put down the bamboo basket, and made a gesture, motioning for Feng Yi to follow.

As he walked in, he quickly tapped his hand on the phone and entered a long text-to-speech text.

The commentary with a two-point opera tone sounded in the quiet ancestral house.

"Did you see the sign with the word "Feng" written on it? That house over there is the place where the Feng family worships and worships their ancestors, and there are some tablets of the ancestors of the Feng family."

Feng Yi pushed open the door and walked into the room, glanced around, and there was nothing special about it.

The inside is clean and clean, and the space is quite large.

I also saw some tablets with the names of the ancestors of the Feng family, and the overall look does have a sense of ceremony.It's just that these names Feng Yi have never been mentioned by the elders, nor have they been heard from others.Turning up three generations, there are fewer people who remember them.

Take a closer look at the house again.

How should I put it, there is nothing too unexpected, and it can be seen from the layout inside that no outsiders have come here for a long time.The so-called ancestral house, the place where ancestors are worshipped, no one cares about this anymore in this era, but...

A million-dollar mission!

That's it? ! !

It's not that they don't respect the deceased. It's just that in recent decades, people have gradually simplified the process of sacrifice and sweeping. If a generation like Feng Yi had grown up, if he hadn't received this task, he wouldn't have the concept of an ancestral hall at all.I only saw some of them in TV dramas, and I don't think of myself at all. Qingming tomb sweepers rarely care about people from three generations above.

It's hard to imagine that a [-] million mission is in this place?

But now that he has come here, Feng Yi did not immediately look for the genealogy.After looking at it, there were no cushions for kneeling and worship in the TV series, and there were no incense, paper, etc., so Feng Yi stood in front of those tablets and bowed.

Afterwards, Feng Yi was about to go looking for the genealogy and asked Uncle Mute if he had any clues. He turned his head to see Uncle Mute beckoning, and converted a voice from his smartphone:
"Okay~ That's enough, come over here!"

Feng Yi: ? ? ?
No, what does "meaning is enough"?
Seeing that Uncle Mute had gone out, Feng Yi quickly followed.

Uncle Du took Feng Yi to another house, where there was a blue brick wall that was no different from the surroundings.

Uncle Dumb pulled the wall away, revealing the fingerprint lock inside.

Feng Yi: ! ! !
Uncle dumb raised his thumb and pressed it on the fingerprint recognition interface, then took a step back and motioned for Feng Yi to press on it as well.

Feng Yi looked confused, stepped forward and followed the posture of Uncle Du, raised his right thumb and pressed it on it.

With a beep, a wall appeared to be intact, and a door was opened in the middle.

Uncle dumb didn't go in this time, he made a gesture and let Feng Yi go in alone.

Feng Yi made psychological construction for himself, and always felt that he knew some incredible information.

Looking inside, it doesn't seem to be anything special, but it's so mysterious, and my heart is getting more and more nervous.

But now that he has come here, Feng Yi does not intend to retreat.

Take a deep breath, lift your feet and walk into the room.

The moment he walked in, the door that had been removed from the wall closed again.

Feng Yi was even more nervous.

As the door on the wall was closed, the seemingly small interior was lit up with many lights.No material visible, not dazzling, but enough lighting.

It was because of these lights that Feng Yi could see the room clearly.It wasn't as small as he thought it was.

It's just that there is no ancestral tablet here, and nothing of sacrificial nature is left. There are some paintings on the surrounding walls, some look like snakes, and some are strange. No matter what kind of pictures, they are very ancient.

After taking a brief look around, Feng Yi walked along the interior wall again, but still did not find the so-called genealogy.

Genealogy...

Where is the genealogy?
While muttering, his eyes fell on a circle in the center of the room.

When I got closer, it was not an ordinary circle, but a snake biting its tail to form a circle.

And when Feng Yi stepped into this circle, the money he wore on his neck automatically hung up.

The side of the round coin snake pattern emits blue light, and at the same time, a high-frequency sound spreads from it.

Feng Yi heard it very vaguely, because the high-frequency sound, except for the short section at the beginning, gradually exceeded the range of what his ears could hear.

At the same time, not far from him, a column nearly one meter high rose from the ground, and the upper slate of the seemingly seamless stone column was unfolded, holding up a square-like thing that resembled a book.

Why approximate, because the outer cover of this book looks so weird!

Snake skin!

He may not be able to judge other skins, but he will never admit mistakes!

He had never seen this kind of pattern before, but, unlike the feeling Lu Yue's wallet gave him, it didn't look like the kind of skin that was peeled off directly, but it seemed to come off automatically...

Snake shed!

Feng Yi even imagined that if such scale patterns existed on snakes, how big would a snake be!

No, he shouldn't focus on this now!
Looking at the zodiac, which still glows blue and keeps floating, spending money, then looking at the column that seems to be seamlessly born from the ground, and finally focusing on the book on the column.

I don't know what material it is, but it's quaint and has an indescribably tingling scent.

The pages of the book are automatically turned without wind, and the pages are turned quickly.

Feng Yi didn't see what was written in it, but he could only see that each page contained a few words, some long and some short, with different fonts and strokes.

Is this the signature the old butler said?

Is this the genealogy?
"This genealogy...the genealogy I understand...is very different."

No matter how sluggish he is, and no matter how he doesn't pay attention to cutting-edge technology, Feng Yi knows that what he is showing in front of him is not something that ordinary people can touch!
At this moment, Feng Yi has the consciousness of "I've been involved in a big event"!

Feng Yi froze there, the hairs all over his body stood up.

The scary thing is the unknown.

At the same time, he also realized that what was in front of him was a road he had never thought about and never understood.

He had a feeling, no, more of an instinct.

Instinct knows what to do.

Like chickens lay eggs, birds build their nests, spiders weave their webs, and bees make honey.

Can do without learning!

It's a memory engraved into your genes!
If you compare this "family tree" to a door, the moment you sign your name, you really open the door to the unknown.

"Genealogy" stopped and turned the pages, and the blank pages were spread out.

Feng Yi stretched out his hand and used his index finger to write his name on the spread page.

The last stroke fell.

It was as if a cloud of water suddenly dispersed.

Through the fog, Feng Yi saw a vague shadow, like a snake entrenched.

Consciousness gradually broke away from self-control, as if running back and forth on the edge of ancient and future, dream and reality.

beyond a wall.

Uncle dumb stood quietly at the door, and a new message came from his mobile phone. It might be a poker friend on the Internet, or an acquaintance in eight townships down the mountain, but at the moment he didn't pay any attention to his mobile phone, completely ignoring it. remind.

After waiting for a while, Uncle dumb grinned silently, stretched, and looked at the sky, and then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to a few groups:
"The weather in the mountains will change tonight, it will be windy and rainy. Go down the mountain early and don't go up to the top of the mountain. Those who live on the mountainside put away valuables outdoors. The chickens and ducks are rushed into the cages early. At night, the doors and windows are closed, and the cars are driven into the garage. Don't come out if you have nothing to do. Don't worry about those at the foot of the mountain, just collect your clothes earlier, the water vapor is heavy."

These groups are residents and staff living in or near the mountains.

Seeing this message from Uncle Dumb, it all popped up.

"Really? The weather forecast says it will be sunny recently."

"The weather in the mountains changes quickly. Uncle dumb is an old man on the mountain. It's right to listen to him."

"The newly bought waterproof car mat has a smell. I plan to put it under the canopy in the yard for a few days. Do I have to keep it in the house? I live on the mountainside tonight."

"Come on, I didn't see Uncle dumb say that the wind is strong tonight, what should I do if it blows away. Even if it doesn't blow away, it's not good for all kinds of residual leaves and mud in the mountains to blow on it."

People in each group took the time to talk, and some people looked at the sky outside.

"There's not even a cloud, is it really raining?"

It’s not that they don’t believe Uncle Ya. People who have lived or worked in Xiaofengshan for a long time know that Uncle Ya is very accurate in predicting the weather. Every time there is a change, he will tell them in advance, which is better than the weather on the phone. The forecast is more accurate.

This time, Uncle Mute is too exaggerated, and many people are dubious.

However, as time passed, everyone found that the sky was not right.

"Is it getting dark too early today?"

"When I woke up, the sunny day turned cloudy."

"It's really changed, and the water vapor is a little heavy. The outdoor humidity meter is giving me several notifications."

"The weather on the mountain is fickle, listen to Uncle Dumb's words, and hurry up!"

When it was dark, the people who stayed on the mountainside, eating dinner, looked out of the window from the house, and the visibility was less than five meters.

Turn on the lights in the yard and see nothing.

"What a big fog!"

"It's not necessarily raining when it's foggy, right?"

"That depends on whether it can reach the conditions of rain. There is a kind of fog called front fog."

"Really? This kind of fog this season? Isn't it normal?"

"Don't care if it's normal or not, I'll make a video first!"

The man said, picked up the phone, opened the door, and began to take pictures of the situation outside.

"The snakes over the isolation net are gone!"

Wang Jinshe, who is usually very arrogant at night, has no idea where to hide at this time, and there is only the sound of Ye Zizhu when the wind blows.

The wind is getting stronger.

Raindrops slammed into his face, making his face hurt.

The fog did not dissipate, and the water vapor did not all turn into raindrops.

Excessive air humidity, breathing has obvious discomfort.

The man couldn't bear it, and reluctantly returned to the house.

Soon, the rain became heavy, carried by the strong wind, and smashed against the window with a crackling sound.

Cell phone signal from full to one bar.

where they can't see.

The thickening clouds in the sky are pressing down from the top!

The rolling thunder sounded like a giant beast stepping on it.

The strong wind swept the water mist, and it rampaged in the mountains, very fierce.

　It's not the recovery of spiritual energy, and there is no cauldron of the zodiac, so don't think too much.

Feng Yi is only going to change a little from now on.

　
(End of this chapter)