HLnovel Chapter 252 Out of place
Chapter 252 Out of place
Amon listened to a few words with a dazed look in his eyes.
Very similar, but not quite.
It's just that the words are similar.
Perhaps after thousands of years, a lot has changed.
And this couldn't possibly be her hometown.
She was quite happy when she came, but as soon as she entered the village, Sheng Daizhen found that she was not in a good mood.
I thought she didn't like places like this.
Then he said: "This place may be a little old..."
In fact, there are still many such villages in China.
"No." Amon shook his head and said, "I just thought of my hometown."
She had seen more dilapidated and backward places, but this place was ten times richer and more prosperous than her hometown.
The place where Amon once lived was a foreign tribe. It is called foreign because it has probably been integrated into the current Chinese nation.
At that time they still lived in the deep mountains and forests. Apart from maintaining the traditions of the tribe, what Amon remembered most was that most people in the tribe did not live a good life.
They have no shortage of meat and can grow vegetables thanks to their own abilities.
But there was a lack of flour and rice.
In that era, staple foods were scarce everywhere.
The people of the tribe do not interact with outsiders, and Amon has never been allowed to leave the tribe since he was a child.
It has been even worse since she became a Gu.
Amon didn't have a very deep impression of his parents.
Because the Gu body is the sacred existence of the tribe, even one's own parents have to worship her.
Amon didn't understand at that time. She was forced to live apart from her parents when she was still young, and every time she saw them, they were like strangers.
Later, people of the Daliang Dynasty discovered the tribe and its traditions.
They knew the mystery and power of the Gu and wanted to take her away.
Her parents died while covering her escape.
It was not until Amon came to this world that she realized that many things were not so natural, and those elders who had raised her as a Gu since she was a child were not good people either.
But what could she understand, being born in such an environment?
She doesn't hate them, and sometimes she misses them.
But her memory of them was indeed fading.
"Are you hungry?"
Sheng Daizhen called out to Amon, who was leaning against the window to look at the scenery, "If you're hungry, I can ask them to get you something to eat."
There were no dedicated homestays in the village, so Shengdai really found a family with decent conditions and paid them to stay for one night.
These are all rural villages, and most of the people living here are elderly. It is not easy to find someone who can speak some Mandarin to communicate.
It was afternoon now, and she had just put her things down, preparing to take Amon to visit the village in the afternoon.
Pretend to be a writer in order to collect writing materials.
By the way, you can also find out about the murderer they caught.
But Amon has been absent-minded since she entered the village. Shengdai was really worried, thinking that she was suffering from acclimatization.
She was afraid that something would happen to the little girl once she brought her out, and she would not be able to explain herself then.
"Not hungry."
Amon glanced downstairs.
Because of Amon's blue eyes and mixed-race face, the children in the village thought she was a foreigner. Two of the children even had runny noses and came over to look up at Amon upstairs.
Sheng Daizhen came up from behind and said, "If you're not hungry, would you like to go for a walk in the village with me?"
The two plainclothes officers should also be looking for a house to live in the village.
This village is actually not small, but the houses are not arranged in a neat arrangement. There are at least a hundred households along the winding road.
Some of them also built small flat buildings.
But there are obviously not many young people.
Amon nodded and stood up: "Let's go then."
The two of them went downstairs together. The village was not small and was winding. The road was not straight and had to go up and downhill.
The road is relatively smooth and looks new, probably having been renovated not long ago.
Sheng Daizhen led Amon, who was wearing a simple denim jacket and a sweater. It was the beginning of spring and it was still a bit cold in Guicheng. Sheng Daizhen was holding a tablet and looked like an ordinary female college student who was out for an outing with her sister.
Her sister is more eye-catching than her.
As Amon walked along the way, he would look twice at every elderly person in the family.
Shengdazhen selects suitable elderly people who may know some information from them.
The main problem is that the local dialect of Guicheng is quite difficult to understand. If it is spoken quickly, even Sheng Daizhen will be confused and he has to think about the meaning of each sentence slowly.
The difficulty of the investigation will increase exponentially.
After a lot of effort, they walked to a small courtyard. There was a kind old lady sitting in the courtyard knitting a sweater. When she saw Amon, she smiled and praised him, "What a pretty girl."
Although he spoke with an accent, it was clearly close to Mandarin.
Sheng Daizhen's eyes lit up, and he took Amon up to chat with her: "Grandma, are you a local?"
"No, I married into the family from outside the city. My hometown is Wucheng." Grandma answered directly and seemed to be well-informed. She looked at me and asked, "Are you from outside the city?"
"Yes, we are tourists from other places. I am a writer, and I brought my sister out to travel and collect humanistic materials."
Sheng Daizhen spoke to the old man with a bit of sweetness, and Amon looked at her in disbelief.
Sheng Daizhen said calmly, "Grandma, can I ask you about the customs and practices of your village?"
"Of course you can." The old lady smiled and patted the bench beside her, then stood up and said, "I'll get you some stools. You sit here. Do you want some tea? We have a lot of tea here, and it's delicious."
"Okay, grandma, I'll be welcome then."
After the old lady went in, Amon sniffed and said, "Nothing strange, let's go to the next one."
"How can we do this?" Sheng Daizhen pulled her arm, "I need to learn about the situation in this village and see if I can get some old stories out of it. Just sit for a while. If you don't want to, you can play outside the yard, but you can't go far."
"Tsk."
Amon could only wander around in the yard.
She was young and didn't look like a sensible person. The old lady made two cups of tea for them, using disposable cups.
This grandma is so particular.
Sheng Daizhen raised his eyebrows slightly, but politely took the tea and said thank you.
Sheng Daizhen started chatting with the old lady, starting with small talk, while Amon was playing with pebbles out of boredom beside them.
After a while, two luxury cars drove in on the road outside.
Even Sheng Daizhen's attention was drawn to it.
Somewhat surprised.
In a village like this, Sheng Daizhen could recognize the brand of the luxury car that drove in at a glance.
Very low-key. The landing price of a car in China is two to three million. How can someone in this village be so powerful?
And the car actually drove into the old lady's house next door.
After the cars stopped, a woman in cheongsam got out of the first car. She looked very elegant.
Amon, who was standing aside, suddenly stiffened.