[In troubled times, no one knows what some people have done. Nine people are scattered in different directions, and they will never meet again. Only the trees in Jiangcheng Mountain have witnessed everything after hundreds of years of wind and rain. Their stories should not be forgotten.
Despite all the changes, some people will always remember it]
[Acquire silence points: 400000]
[Obtain career reward: Item: Ninth-rate]
[Settlement Completed]
[Tear apart the illusion of peace and tell the audience the truth of history. Although the effect is small, some people will always choose to believe that the story is about to open a new chapter, and you cannot stop and move forward, and move forward at any cost]
[Choose to complete career development tasks and obtain career rewards]
【Welcome to the Quiet Place Again】
"It turns out that after two hundred percent, there is really three hundred percent."
Lu Tan felt a little emotional.
If there is 300%, then there must be 400%.
There are endless descendants.
Too curly.
He was originally a person who lay flat, so he couldn't bear to see such a lengthy task evaluation.
After thinking about it for a while, Lu Tiao felt that the descendants of Jiu Liu would probably be separated from each other after this, and they would live forever. They would be gradually buried in the wars and long years. In the end, only descendants like He Jiaoyang would remain, disappearing from the rest of the world.
Lu Tan didn't know who the original Xuanjun was, but he must have been a man of firm will. It was precisely because of such people that the world would not be swallowed up by the evil god.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and felt that there was some noise around him.
He went down the hillside and saw a road going up the mountain...
This road was much more refined than when he went up the mountain before, and it was obviously the result of modern craftsmanship.
Lu Tiao heard the sound of a car.
A car drove down the mountain. Lu Tiao waved over there from a distance, and the car stopped.
"Take me for a ride?"
Lu Tian asked as he watched the other party pull down the window.
The driver was a woman. Although she was wearing sunglasses, she looked pretty and somewhat heroic.
"OK."
She readily let Lu Tian get into the car. She didn't know whether it was because Lu Tian was handsome or because she wasn't worried that Lu Tian was a bad person.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Lu Tiao glanced at the navigation on his phone.
"What year is it now?"
Lu Jian asked.
"?"
A question mark appeared on the female driver's head, and she glanced at Lu Tian suspiciously.
"****Year."
The year she mentioned was exactly the year Lu Tan originally lived.
That is to say, the time is slightly delayed.
"No one lives on this mountain anymore. It's very dangerous for you to drive up here alone."
Lu Jian changed the subject.
"It's okay. I've practiced some self-defense skills, so I'm not afraid."
The female driver replied casually.
"My grandma used to live here. The old man passed away some time ago. She said she wanted to bring her ashes to the old house here and have a mountain burial. So I drove here to take a look at the environment."
Lu Tian remembered that there was indeed a village before Jiangcheng Mountain. Later, due to planning reasons, people from the town below the mountain moved into the urban area of Jiangcheng.
"But is it possible to have a mountain burial here?"
"I don't know. I took a look at the old house and it was all in tatters. I plan to go back and ask."
The female driver replied.
"At that time, it seems that Jiangcheng Industrial bought the development rights here, so it asked my grandma and the others to move. But after so long, there has been no movement. Forget it, it is all a matter of the grandparents anyway, and we won the market for nothing.
The house inside is considered a profit."
"That's good."
Lu Tan remembered that the reason why he chose to build the Wasteland Paradise at the foot of Jiangcheng Mountain was because Song Yunyan's secretary Li Zijian told him that Jiangcheng Industrial had purchased land here but had not developed it.
Thinking about it now, Song Yunyan's purchase of this place should not be accidental.
She had been contaminated and gained some knowledge, and in that knowledge, there might be a hint for her to buy this place.
And all this is because of Jiang Chengshan's past.
History and present have surprisingly reached a closed loop.
As the car went down the mountain road, Lu Jian and the female driver chatted wordlessly.
Originally, Lu Jian just asked her to take him into the city, but the other party was very enthusiastic and said that he would send Lu Jian home directly.
"Speaking of which, you look familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?"
After entering the city, the speed of the car slowed down, and the female driver suddenly said.
"Maybe on TV or in a movie."
Lu Kan told the truth.
The female driver smiled and didn't care.
Her cell phone rang, and the female driver answered it using Bluetooth and said a few words.
"I'm going to get something from the courtyard, so let's take a short detour."
"In the courtyard?"
Lu Tan didn't ask much about other people's affairs, and sat obediently and honestly in the passenger seat.
The car drove to the Third People's Hospital of Jiangcheng City, which is very close to the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.
The female driver did not get out of the car, but stopped on the side of the road. A girl dressed as a nurse handed her a document bag.
She saw Lu Jian, the co-pilot.
"Hey, I changed it to a fresh one this time."
"If you meet someone on the mountain, give them a ride along the way."
The female driver took the document bag, put it in the back seat, and started again.
"I don't have a driver's license for a large truck."
Lu Tan suddenly said something without any explanation.
"Me neither."
The female driver didn't know why.
"Are you a doctor?"
Lu Tan asked again.
"That's right. Forensic doctors deal with dead people."
The female driver said cheerfully.
"That's pretty great."
"It's not that bad. It's inherited from my family. My ancestors were from a medical family. When I came to me, I originally wanted to do something else, but by accident, I came back to my old profession."
She did not hide from this rarely seen profession, but was open and generous.
This attitude gave Lu Tuan an idea.
"I still don't know your name? If I need to go to the hospital in the future, I can ask you for a discount."
Lu Jian asked.
"You don't want to discount, little brother, everything that comes to me is troublesome."
The female driver was amused by Lu Tian's words and said again.
"Tang Yu, rainy rain."
Lu Tan already had some answers in his mind at this moment.
This Miss Tang Yu is probably a descendant of the Tang family of corpse stitchers.
She didn't know that Tang Que was a relative of her generation, but after so many years, Tang Que had probably passed away.
Perhaps many of the descendants of Jiuliu stayed in Jiangcheng, taking root and sprouting in this land, waiting for the day when Jiangcheng Mountain calls again and needs their existence.
"Good name."
Lu Tan praised him and then said.
"My name is Lu Jian."
"It's a good name too."
Tang Yu nodded.
She sent Lu Tian to the gate of the community, took away the money, and drove away.
Halfway through the drive, Tang Yu's cell phone rang.
"Hey, I understand. I'm going home for dinner. I'll go to the vegetable market to buy a salted duck. I'll eat better today."
She responded to the call on her cell phone, and after hanging up, she felt a little belatedly.
