Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

The ancestor of the Zhang family is still alive, but he is not necessarily the ancestor of the Zhang family.

The two blockbuster bombs dropped by Chang Zhengyang made Zhang Haike and Zhang Haixing's heads buzz.

The two were unable to accept this for a while, their brains went into a state of shutdown, and they just followed Chang Zhengyang in a daze. When they came to their senses, they were already standing in a room full of bookshelves.

"where is this place?"

Zhang Haixiong looked around. This place was like a library. She picked up a book from the bookshelf beside her and flipped through a few pages. She found that it was a collection of folk tales that recorded various strange stories.

She put the book back and looked at other books, and found that they covered everything from astronomy to geography. It felt to her like the Zhang family's former archives.

Sure enough, Chang Zhengyang’s next answer confirmed her idea.

"This is the bureau's archives. We collect abnormal events from all over the country and send people to investigate one by one to see if there are any life forms left over from prehistoric civilizations. By the way, one-third of the information here was moved from the Zhang family archives."

Chang Zhengyang took out a book and handed it to Zhang Haixing. The other party took it and opened it. He found that the author of the book was indeed an elder of the Zhang family.

Zhang Haixing took a deep breath and said, "What evidence do you have to prove that the ancestor is still alive? Moreover, what basis do you have to say that the ancestor is not the ancestor of our Zhang family?"

"Simple!"

Chang Zhengyang snapped his fingers, and Zhang Haike and the others were shocked to find that the surrounding environment had changed drastically. The archive room had disappeared, and in its place was a primeval forest with towering ancient trees and birds and beasts everywhere.

This sudden change made the two men's expressions change drastically. They hurriedly leaned back to back, took out the pistols from their waists, and pointed them at the beast not far away.

"Brother, what's going on here? Is there a family bronze bell here?"

Zhang Haike frowned and said uncertainly: "That's impossible. I didn't hear any ringing sound."

Zhang Haixiong recalled the process of entering the archive room just now and found that they did not hear any bell sound or smell any strange smell.

"So where exactly is this place?"

Zhang Haixiong slowly squatted down and touched the ground. Suddenly, she found that it was very smooth. It was not a mud floor at all, but rather a marble floor.

This discovery made her stunned for a moment. Zhang Haixing seemed to have thought of something. She reached out to the side and sure enough, she touched the bookshelf. Although she couldn't see the bookshelf, she was 100% sure that what she touched was a bookshelf.

At the same time, she also noticed that she did not smell any scent of soil or grass, she still smelled the scent of ink from books.

"Brother, this is an illusion. We are still in the archives room. Feel around you."

Zhang Haike, who had been on guard the whole time, carefully reached around upon hearing this and found that he had actually touched the bookshelf. Then, with Zhang Haixing's reminder, the two were sure that they were still in the archive room.

The question is, since they are still in the archives, what exactly did they see?

Hallucination?

That doesn't seem like it. There is no illusion that only affects vision.

As the core members of the Zhang family, they have all received bronze bell illusion training and know that it is an illusion that distorts the five senses. Once a person falls for it, they will completely forget the past and regard everything in the illusion as real.

"Brother, this must be Chang's doing. Chang, come out quickly. If you don't come out, I will burn this place down."

Zhang Haixiong looked around but didn't see Chang Zhengyang.

Just when she thought Chang Zhengyang had hidden himself, Chang Zhengyang's voice suddenly rang in her ears.

"I said, Grandma Hai Xing, I was right next to you the whole time, didn't you see it?"

"Ah, are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhang Haixing was startled and raised her foot to attack Chang Zhengyang's lower body, but was grabbed by the other party by the calf.

"Little brat, let me go!"

"Really? At your age, you still have such a hot temper."

Chang Zhengyang reluctantly let go of his hand and took two steps back to avoid Zhang Haixing's fist.

Zhang Haixiong suddenly realized that Chang Zhengyang had just called her grandma!

"Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? I'm only twenty-two, twenty-two!"

Chang Zhengyang raised his hand helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, you are only eighteen years old, okay? Grandma Hai Xing!"

Zhang Haixing got angry and said, "Ah, I'll beat you to death, you little brat..."

Zhang Haike, who was standing by, grabbed Zhang Haixing's arm and said in a deep voice, "Haixing, that's enough!"

Seeing that his sister had calmed down, Zhang Haike looked at Chang Zhengyang not far away, his eyes full of solemnity.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Chang Zhengyang did not answer, but raised his hand and pointed to the right.

"Look!"

The brother and sister followed the direction he pointed and found a person squatting in the bushes. To be precise, it was a teenager.

At this moment, they already knew that everything before their eyes was just an illusion, an illusion that they could not understand. Although they didn't know how Chang Zhengyang did it, what they knew was that Chang Zhengyang must want to let them know something in this way.

They stared at the boy. After a while, the boy suddenly jumped up and threw the javelin in his hand, piercing the neck of an animal that looked like a deer and a sheep.

When the young man jumped up, the two were surprised to find that he was dressed very strangely, with only animal skin wrapped around his waist, without any cotton or linen fabric on his body.

At the same time, they noticed that the flowers, trees, birds and animals in front of them looked different from the plants and animals they knew.

At this time, Chang Zhengyang's explanation came at the right time.

"This was 13,000 years ago, during the Neolithic Age."

Upon hearing this, the brother and sister looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. Why did Chang Zhengyang let them watch something that happened 13,000 years ago?

Could it be related to the Zhang family’s ancestor?

The two suppressed their doubts and continued to look at the young man, who was pulling the spear out of the deer's neck. He then lifted the deer up and opened his mouth to drink the blood. The blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, onto his chest, and onto the ground...

This scene was so shocking that even the two people who were used to seeing life and death felt their throats tighten at this moment.

The two looked at each other and continued watching in silence. Thus, they saw a person's life and witnessed the boy's growth process.

The boy seemed to live alone. He had a big appetite and went hunting in the forest every day.

Zhang Haike and his companions were surprised to find that the young man seemed to have a very high talent for martial arts. He learned from all kinds of animals, listened to the sounds of all things in the world, created his own boxing skills, and created his own tiger and leopard thunder sounds. His body became stronger through countless fights.

He lived a very pure life, only wanting to shine with the sun and the moon. He would often sit alone on the top of a mountain when the moon was at its zenith, staring blankly at the moon, as if pondering the meaning of life.