Su Wen looked at this guy who kept calling himself Lao Tzu, and it was hard to believe that this guy could be an extraordinary historian.
Shouldn’t all real extraordinary historians be like him, well-educated, well-spoken, personable, and as gentle as jade?
"This guy has lowered the quality of historians and scholars..."
Su Wen sighed in his heart.
"Little guy...are you also a Shijia Chaofan?"
Ren Zhengan sniffed, and the hostility in his eyes was much less, but he soon sighed: "So weak... the average of our Shi family's extraordinary strength has been lowered by you!"
"Ah……"
Hearing this, Su Wen responded with an awkward yet polite smile. It was indeed difficult to refute this, as he knew that he was just a rookie.
However, the road to transcendence is what it is. You can only improve the sequence and enhance your strength through the accumulation of time. It's not that there are no shortcuts, but most people who want to take shortcuts eventually become out-of-control monsters.
It is very rare for Su Wen to possess three cultural backgrounds in a short period of time, and possess extraordinary abilities from Confucianism, Mohism and Historianism. But Ren Zhengan, who does not know his identity, naturally does not know. Su Wen also feels that there is no need to explain.
It took less than half a year to become an extraordinary person.
"But my appearance has improved a lot..."
Ren Zhengan sniffed again and waved his sleeves, and suddenly a strong wind blew up in the room, exhausting all the filthy air in the safe house.
"Come out and tell me what happened!"
Ren Zhengan looked at the notebook in Su Wen's hand. Su Wen hurriedly sent the notebook forward. Ren Zhengan did not take it and turned around to the small hall outside.
Su Wen had no choice but to put the things back on the bookshelf and followed Ren Zhengan out.
Seeing that Ren Zhengan had no intention of hurting anyone, Su Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Even the Earthly Branches were unable to sense Ren Zhengan's appearance, so one can imagine how terrifying this guy was. If Ren Zhengan took action, he would be doomed.
"Is such that……"
Su Wen explained that under the guidance of the mysterious knowledge he gained after being promoted to recorder, he found the safe house and encountered what happened when Dagon and Yang Kang met.
Ren Zhengan was furious: "Yang Kang...this bitch...how dares to harm me?!"
"Do you know each other?"
Su Wen asked carefully. At this time, there was only one question left in his mind. Since Ren Zhengan is still alive, who was the person eaten by Dagon in the safe house?
"Where did you bury the wreckage?"
Ren Zhengan seemed vulgar, but he was very careful and did not completely believe what Su Wen said.
After Su Wen pointed out the location, he lifted Su Wen up with one hand, left the safe house in one step, and then came to the burial place and dug out the remains.
"...You said Yang Kang and Dagon conspired to kill me?"
Ren Zhengan picked up a piece of skeleton and examined it carefully for a moment, then put it back into the pit and buried it again, with a strange look on his face.
"……Yes."
Su Wen nodded in affirmation.
The person who conspired with Dagon once revealed his name, and Su Wen heard it clearly.
"Whose remains is this?"
Ren Zhengan glared at Su Wen.
"Well?!"
Su Wen was stunned and said, "What did you say?"
He didn't expect that Ren Zhengan would ask such a question.
"Ah...you mean...this is the real Yang Kang?"
Su Wen understood.
"Well!"
Ren Zheng'an nodded and said: "This guy Yang Kang, I can recognize his smell even if he is burned to ashes, let alone the bones left!"
"That is how the matter?"
Su Wen asked in surprise.
"I still want to ask you!"
Ren Zhengan stared at Su Wen and looked him up and down for a while, and finally shook his head. He doubted Su Wen's intentions, but after all, he was a high-sequence extraordinary person. He could tell whether Su Wen was lying.
"So someone killed Yang Kang... and pretended to be his identity to make a deal with Dagon?"
Su Wen patted his head, feeling incredible.
But...how could the person who killed Yang Kang mistake the person and think that the person who died was Ren Zhengan?
"This doesn't make sense..."
Su Wen shook his head repeatedly, always feeling that something was wrong.
"There are so many things that are unjustifiable..."
Ren Zhengan touched his messy beard, but after stroking it for a few times, he realized that his hands had just grasped the putrid bones. His movements froze for a moment, and then he pretended to wipe Su Wen casually twice before continuing: "
As far as I know, the Dagons who can appear here with the undercurrent of darkness are all rotten fish and shrimps, and their strength cannot reach the strength of Sequence Three. How did they kill Yang Kang of Sequence Five?!"
"Sequence five..."
Hearing this, Su Wenxin was also shocked. From the relationship between Yang Kang and Dagon, Su Wen felt that Yang Kang could not be called a servile person, but also tried his best to flatter him. How could he have the magnanimity of the top five men in the series?
"Could there be a mistake..."
Su Wendu began to doubt what he heard.
"That's right... the person who died is Yang Kang... and his spirituality is gone." Ren Zhengan shook his head gently: "Someone stole his spirituality... It's a pity. Although this guy has ordinary abilities, he has
The possibility of taboo items is quite high, what a pity!”
Su Wen has black lines all over his head.
He did not expect that Ren Zheng'an, a high-level historian and extraordinary person, would be interested in the spirituality of the deceased.
"Haha, if you stay in this ghost place for a long time, you will know how important spirituality is! Especially for our Shi family Chaofan..."
As he spoke, he looked Su Wen up and down, but finally shook his head: "Mosquito Legs, you are too weak. It is not worth my effort to squeeze your spirituality..."
When Su Wen heard this, his calves became weak.
He even doubted whether Yang Kang would die at the hands of Ren Zhengan.
"What are you thinking about..."
Ren Zhengan slapped Su Wen on the shoulder. Su Wen's feet immediately fell into the mud and stopped at his knees.
"Come with me!"
After finishing the prank, Ren Zhengan returned to the safe house, lit a fire in the small kitchen, washed rice, put it into the pot, and cooked the food.
Su Wen washed away the mud and returned to the safe house. Ren Zhengan had already prepared three dishes and one soup.
But Ren Zhengan's cooking skills were really outrageous, and Su Wen couldn't tell what he was cooking.
"Fish soup, salty bacon, stir-fried seaweed... and this plate, this is not meat, it is flying fish. Its spines are poisonous. They have been removed, leaving only small pieces of meat."
Ren Zheng'an filled a small bowl of soup for Su Wen from a large pottery bowl, then picked up the pottery bowl, which was bigger than his head, and started drinking. When he put it down, the soup bowl bottomed out.
Seeing this, Su Wen did not drink the soup, but quickly picked up the rice bowl and quickly picked up the vegetables to eat.
"The boy is teachable!"
Ren Zheng'an laughed, picked up the rice bowl, piled a few dishes on the plate like a whirlwind, and devoured the food in a while. He finished the meal in a few seconds, not even wasting the vegetable juice.
Su Wen was only half full, and finally picked up the soup bowl and drank it in small sips.
From Ren Zhengan's attitude towards food, Su Wen realized that getting food in Guixu was not an easy task.
"Our school of historians has an unwritten rule. Seniors should take care of and support juniors when they see them. I have treated you to a meal, which can be regarded as support for juniors. Whatever happens in the future, don't rely on your own status.
If you are a historian, please trouble me, do you know?"
Ren Zhengan burped and touched his belly and said.
"...?!"
Su Wen suddenly felt that this meal seemed too expensive. If he had known that the Shijia School still had such rules, he would never have eaten this meal. Instead, he would have left the opportunity for help and asked Ren Zhengan if he needed it.
.
But... rules are dead, people are alive. If Ren Zhengan is not willing to help, no one can restrain him, so it is better to have a more substantial meal.
"Thank you, Senior Ren, for your hospitality."
Su Wen finished the last sip of soup, wiped his mouth and said. He felt a little emotional in his heart. In a ghost place like Guixu, he would probably want to have a sip of hot soup and a simple meal for a long time.
, are all extremely difficult.
"Huh? What senior? I'm only thirty-six years old, not much older than you. If you want to be called, just call me big brother!"
"Uh...Okay, Brother Ren."
Su Wen looked at Ren Zheng'an's weathered face and thought thirty-six...how is it possible...I might believe seventy-six.
"snort……"
Ren Zhengan sneered: "If you stay in this hellish place for seven or eight years, you will still be as handsome as me!"
"……All right."
Su Wen didn't expect that Ren Zhengan would be so young, and he didn't expect that Ren Zhengan would care so much about his appearance.
"Now that you are here, according to the rules, this safe house will be handed over to you. I will go elsewhere... We will meet again in the future."
Ren Zhengan picked his teeth and said carelessly: "Where's the food... I'll take some with me and leave you the books inside. You can copy a copy of my notes. Of course, if you can read them... no need."
Thank you very much for me. It is not easy for the historian to pass on the inheritance. This is the old rule in Guixu, and I think you also understand it."
Su Wen shook his head repeatedly and said very sincerely: "I really don't understand. The way for me to be promoted to a historian should be less than a day... The whole process is also inexplicable."
"Pfft...what did you say?!"
When Su Wen was talking, Ren Zhengan was picking up the water bag to drink water. When he heard Su Wen's words, he immediately sprayed a mouthful of water on Su Wen's face.
"..."
In Su Wen's mind, a group of alpacas roared past.
But this was just a small scene. He wiped the saliva from his face and said with a wry smile: "Ren...Brother Ren, can you be calmer?"
"One day? You were promoted just yesterday?"
Ren Zhengan put down the water bag in his hand and looked Su Wen up and down: "What is your relationship with Ying Tianchang... Judging from your handsome appearance, could he be his illegitimate son? No... if it was him
His son, how could he safely throw you into this hellish place... Could it be that your family lost power in the Wenling Palace and was exiled here?"
"Where are all these things..."
Su Wen admired Ren Zhengan's imagination very much.