Chapter 213 Remnants

Chapter 213 Remnants

Chapter 213 Remnants
After Chen Chuan walked into the room, sunlight shone in from outside, illuminating part of the interior scenery while casting a shadow of his on the ground.

He looked around and found that the furnishings in the room were no different from when he left a year ago, except for some dust. This meant that no one had been here since he left.

Maybe it was the materials used to build the house, or maybe it was some other reason, but no bugs appeared.

The main valuable things had been taken away by my predecessor one after another, and what was left were some furniture.

As he walked slowly around the room, memories of his previous life would emerge at the right time, clear and vivid, like an old movie with warm colors, flashing before his eyes.

Those were scenes of my life here when I was a child, as well as some memories of my previous life's parents. This period of time was the happiest and most carefree time for my previous life.

But that was all before I was five years old. In my later memories, my impression of my parents began to fade away. It was as if they went out to do something and came back less and less often. However, my aunt Yu Wan appeared in my life from time to time, and sometimes she would speak in her prime with her loud and energetic voice.

Until he was six years old, his parents never came back. Then, Nian Fuli and Yu Wan took him to live in their own home. However, when his predecessor grew up a little, he would always come back to stay for a few days every once in a while, as if he was missing the old days, or waiting for something.

Chen Chuan could understand this emotion very deeply at this moment. He took a breath and slowly walked to the bedroom that belonged to him. He first walked forward and drew open the curtains to make it brighter. Then he came to the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to lift up a piece under the bed, and then dragged out a small box from inside.

After thinking for a while, he stood up again, walked to the table beside the bed, took out the entire drawer, took out a key from the baffle at the bottom, and turned around to open the box.

There weren't actually any valuables in the box, just some old books and expense ledgers left by the previous incarnation's parents, with some old newspapers in between. However, many of the newspapers and notebooks had been deliberately cut into pieces and put together there.

His previous incarnation didn't know why these things were still kept, but he had a vague feeling that they might be of some use and they wouldn't be a nuisance, so he didn't go out of his way to throw them away.

Now I think that maybe my previous life’s parents left some clues behind, and they were afraid that people would find out, so they cut them into pieces and stored them separately.

After he took out the things, he spread them on the table, and then took the ones that Old Lady Ni gave him. Then they compared them and quickly found the corresponding parts.

He patiently pieced them together and found that some of the characters had numbers underneath them, so he arranged them in order.

After piecing together the information, he discovered that it was an address with a string of numbers at the end. Because it was written very clearly, he could tell that it was an address of the central city, but he still didn't understand what the numbers meant.

He thought about it and then thought of the black card. When he asked Gao Ming to check it, he found out that the card had been invalid for ten years, which was almost exactly before he was taken away by his aunt.

Could this thing left by my previous incarnation's parents be related to this black card?
Apart from this, he actually had another big question.

The idea of ​​taking the test on Wu Yi came to him only after his arrival. It was a choice he made. He was sure that although his predecessor was curious about Wu Yi and admired those fighters, he had no intention of taking the test.

My predecessor's greatest interest was actually to leave Yangzhi and become a traveling explorer, wanting to see if there were places in the world as magical as described in novels and movies.

When Old Lady Ni gave him that thing, her words revealed that his mother was sure that he would take the Wuyi exam. But being able to take the Wuyi exam usually means that one must have practiced fighting since childhood. As a fighter, his mother would not ignore this aspect, but his mother had never been exposed to this aspect, and no one had mentioned it to him.

So is there something wrong?
Could the death of my predecessor be related to this?

After thinking about it, he felt that there were too few clues and he couldn't guess anything.

Looking at the address in front of me, I'm afraid I can only go to the central city to find that place to continue verifying it.

After he wrote down the address and numbers, he shuffled the items again, packed some of them back into the box, locked the box and put it back in its original location.

He glanced at the bright sunlight outside and decided to clean up since he was here.

He went back to get the tools and cleaned the house inside and out. He also accidentally found a sealed jar of tea in the basement. It should have been left by his predecessor's father, and he had never noticed it before.

There was also an algae oil generator in the basement to ensure power supply at night. He checked it and found it was still usable, so he simply started it, boiled a kettle of water, made a cup of tea, moved a chair out, sat on the porch, and looked at the woods and stream outside.

The autumn scenery is always dotted with golden and red. When the warm sunshine falls, the shadows of the tree branches fall on the eaves, swaying gently there, and occasionally a few fallen leaves swirl down.

The childhood memories of his predecessor made him very familiar with this place. In his childhood, he often played in front of the stream with Meng Shu. Later, when they went to school, they were classmates. Perhaps it was for this reason that Meng Shu looked at his predecessor differently. After all, the best time of their childhood was spent together.

Maybe I'll run into this guy when I go back to the central city. After finishing a pot of tea, he stood up, went back to the house to pack up his things, locked the door, got off the wooden steps, got on his bike again, looked back, looked around at the scenery, and then pedaled away.

There were no setbacks on the return journey. An hour later he returned to the campus. After returning to the dormitory, he put all the old memories behind him. No matter what these things were, what he needed to face now was the broader and more distant future.

In the following days, he began to use the medicinal herbs obtained from the action team to assist in his own fighting training.

These drugs are much better than the ones I had before. A very small dosage is enough to show the effect. Moreover, judging from the degree of my weakness, the damage did not increase much. This is not easy. It is worthy of being the government exclusive product as Lao Feng said.

He calculated the amount and found that if there was no extra purchase, it would be enough to last him about a hundred days, which might be enough to last him until he reached the central city.

After each day's training, he would take time to read some materials in the evening while doing his routine basic breathing exercises. Recently, he was mainly reading a book about esoteric rituals.

He was fascinated by those apparently boring parts, and could read through each stroke of patterns that were so complex that they were daunting, as if he could find some kind of pleasure in them.

He paid special attention to the esoteric rituals that restrained ghost stories. If he took on a ghost story commission, he would most likely encounter these. He also thought that sometimes when solving ghost stories, he might be able to try esoteric techniques to assist in solving them.

After each day passed so fulfillingly, in mid-October, he received a call from Director Lei.

"Student Chen, we have confirmed the identity of that person."

Chen Chuan's heart moved, and he immediately knew that this was talking about the person who used the esoteric ritual to absorb life energy, and Director Lei's voice in the microphone continued:

"This man's name is Han Chang, a veteran of the Blood Scar Gang. The gang members like to call him 'Uncle Han'. After a few days of investigation, we have also found the whereabouts of that man. After the Blood Scar Gang's momentum went wrong, he took some people and hid in the villages outside the city, and is still entrenched there.

He should still be surrounded by people from the Life Sect. The Secret Sect Review Bureau now needs people to deal with this and those cult members. Mr. Chen, you have experience in going out of the city to deal with cults and armed groups.

So I am asking you in the name of the Secret Religion Censorship Bureau, are you willing to accept the commission of the Censorship Bureau to clean up these cult members and those related to the cult?"

Chen Chuan immediately responded: "No problem, Director Lei, I am willing to take on this commission."

He is now a second-year student and can accept commissions in his own name. As for the procedures, he can also ask for help from a master, but he does not think it is necessary for the time being.

Ren Shu's company has provided him with a lot of conveniences, so he should give something back. This kind of entrustment from a government agency can also increase the company's reputation and evaluation.

So he then asked Director Lei to place the commission with the company, and he accepted it on behalf of the company.

Director Lei didn't care about this. As long as Chen Chuan accepted the commission, it didn't matter under what name. He said, "I'll have someone mail the information later. You can just take the time to deal with it."

Chen Chuan said hello.

After all, it was official information. Less than half an hour after he hung up the phone, someone delivered it to the school. After he signed, he returned to his room, opened it, and read it carefully.

This "Uncle Han" has a very keen sense of smell and strong execution ability. When the top leaders of the Bloodstain Gang were targeted at the beginning, he felt something was wrong, so he led a group of people to evacuate the city and prepare to wait and see what would happen.

However, there is no need to say much about the situation afterwards. Although the remaining Bloodstain Gang in the city were completely wiped out with the collapse of Molan Company in recent days, this group of people had fled outside the city early and were not the main focus of various forces, so no one paid attention to them for the time being.

But now the situation is different, because Uncle Han is clearly involved with the cult members, and since the Secret Cult Bureau has already traced him here, they will certainly not let him go.

Chen Chuan took a look at the place where the man was hiding, and his heart moved slightly. He found that this place seemed familiar. Not far away was Caijiazhai, the place they had been to when they chased Fang Dawei and his gang last time.

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(End of this chapter)