Liu Ming's words made the doctors present awaken in an instant.

"Yes, Zhang Hengzhi will definitely not leave only a clue without clue. This descendant Zhang Wen must have a secret. All of this should be done on purpose by Zhang Hengzhi. We can find other clues from Zhang Wen."

Tan Yi finished speaking in one breath, and then he was a little suspicious: "But according to what Gu An said before, Zhang Hengzhi sacrificed an innocent woman in Hanjia Village in order to find out the strange source. Will such a person and such a temperament really consider the future for the sake of humanity?"

When the other doctors heard this, they thought a little.

Cao Qing shook his head: "People with a personality like Zhang Hengzhi have never been lacking since ancient times. They can harm human life for their own selfish interests, and can also make selfless contributions for the sake of family and country. Such people are like the heroes of the Green Forest in ancient times, and are born to be a contradictory group..."

"We can only explore step by step and find out the truth, rather than considering other issues here. For us, time is completely insufficient for us."

Liu Ming glanced at Tan Yi and said, "We can retain a questioning attitude towards everything Zhang Hengzhi did before the truth comes out, but we still have to continue to make progress. It is useless to think so much now."

Tan Yi smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll just talk about it casually, then let's continue..."

Gu An didn't say anything, but just looked at the speeches of several doctors calmly. When he saw the topic, he returned to the main topic and said directly: "I am familiar with Zhang Wen, so I'll go find him."

Liu Ming looked over and said, "Okay, if it were someone else, we might be really worried. If Zhang Hengzhi really had any conspiracy and had planned it for a hundred years in advance, ordinary people might not be able to deal with it. If you go, we all feel at ease."

Gu An nodded slightly, without talking nonsense. While holding the mahogany box, he turned around and left the conference room.

Gu An walked on the corridor, aiming to the direction of the exit.

At this time, many major intersections and facilities in the organization were covered with cinnabar. The bright red cinnabar and high-tech products were put together, which gave a strange sense of technology.

Everything looks out of place, but it can give people a sense of peace of mind.

Cinnabar is the strangest biggest nemesis, which is currently recognized.

When Gu An left the institution, the veteran driver had just woken up. He just squinted a little and became much more energetic.

"Where are Mr. Gu?"

The old driver skillfully controlled the gear and asked.

Gu An handed over the address sent by Liu Ming on his mobile phone: "Go here."

In fact, if you want a more accurate address, it is the fastest to contact Zhang Wen directly.

But Gu An had a little thought this time. Perhaps the conversation between the doctors just now made him feel a little more alert.

If Zhang Hengzhi really had other ideas and had started to make arrangements a hundred years ago, would this descendant Zhang Wen also know something?

If there is really any secret here, my surprise attack should have caught Zhang Wen off guard and maybe I can find some important information.

...

Although Zhang Wen is a disciple of Longhu Mountain, he does not live in Longhu Mountain, but in a wilderness ridge several mountains apart.

For Zhang Wen, perhaps the entire Longhu Mountain was blindfolded by ghosts, and he would only feel uncomfortable when he stayed there.

It was already six hours after Gu An arrived here, and the roads on the barren mountain were difficult to walk. In order to save time on the mountain, he landed directly through a military aircraft.

The place where Zhang Wen lives is very strange, and he is actually in a pile of deserted graves.

After Gu An landed, he saw that in addition to a wooden house built by Zhang Wen himself, there were deserted tombstones surrounded by them. At first glance, there were at least hundreds of them.

These deserted tombs have been under control for a long time. They have been around for a long time, but people seem to have cleaned up the weeds on all sides from time to time.

"Mr. Gu?"

Zhang Wen, who had been staying in the wooden house, heard the movement outside, and opened the door and saw it, exclaiming.

He usually doesn't have anyone to come here, but when he heard such a big noise today, he felt strange, but when he came out, he saw that it was Gu An, which surprised him a little.

Gu An didn't explain much, and pointed curiously at all sides: "You stay here all day, aren't you crazy?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wen took off his sunglasses and pointed to his gray eyes. There seemed to be a small black dot swaying inside, saying, "I was a little scared at first, but I became numb after a long time. Besides, I am not like a normal person now, so it's no big deal to live here."

Gu An glanced at Zhang Wen, who was very free and easy, so he asked, "Who said that, why do you want to stay here?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wen smiled: "It's not my ancestor's words. The above reminds us that the descendants of the Zhang family have been here for generations and will not go anywhere. As for their daily life, they have to take care of the masters. Although they are not very free, they are happy to be free and quiet."

Gu An nodded slightly and looked around. There were piles of deserted graves standing alone. There were steep rock cliffs on all sides, or some old trees that had grown for countless years, forming a natural protective umbrella, covering it tightly.

"It seems that no one has come to worship these desolate graves for a long time."

Zhang Wen nodded: "When my father's generation, the road down the mountain was washed by rain and the rocks rolled down, covering the only intersection on the mountain. Ordinary people think that on the mountain, they need to climb very high and steep peaks. Not only is the road difficult to walk, but it is also very dangerous, so gradually no one comes here again."

"Now, there are no other living people here except me."

"I don't feel creepy when I look at these deserted graves. Instead, I'm quite friendly. I'll help them clean up weeds when they're fine, which is the only thing I can do..."

"Compared with these, I think the big red coffin board in your apartment room in Mr. Gu seems a little more creepy..."

At the end, Zhang Wen looked at him faintly. He was always reminding him of this matter. It can be seen that he believed in his ancestors' words and kept urging Gu An to solve Han Xiuxiu.

Gu An naturally ignored Zhang Wen's words directly. He first glanced around him and found nothing abnormal. Then he turned to him: "I came to you this time just to ask, what special thing does this weirdness in your eyes have? What's the function?"

When Zhang Wen heard this, he was stunned at first, then thought for a while, and finally shook his head slightly: "It's really not special. Compared with the strange spirit-exit outside, my eyes seem to be really useless..."

"Well... I can't say it's useless. At least I have to look at things a little clearer than the other eye, haha..."

No clues...

Gu An couldn't help but frown when he heard Zhang Wen's words.

This weirdness has been with Zhang Wen for so many years, and no one knows better than him. If it weren't for lying, he said there was no, then there would be nothing.

Gu An didn't hide it and went straight to the point: "Speaking of this, the main purpose of my visit this time was to make a sentence left by Zhang Hengzhi back then. I suspect that the clue left by Zhang Hengzhi is related to the strangeness in you..."

Zhang Wen was stunned, pointed to his eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Gu, be joking. My weirdness was handed down from generation to generation by my ancestor Zhang Jin, and it has nothing to do with Zhang Hengzhi.

Moreover, Zhang Hengzhi was an abandoned disciple of Longhu Mountain back then, and my ancestors were ordered to pursue him. In a sense, they should still be a hostile relationship..."

Gu An shook his head: "You said that Zhang Hengzhi was an abandoned disciple of Longhu Mountain. If Zhang Hengzhi signed his signature to send this strange and letter to people from your lineage, would you dare to accept it?"

Zhang Wen was not stupid. When he heard this, his face froze, became a little pale, and his tone became hesitant: "You mean... this weirdness, and the letters that were written by Zhang Hengzhi back then? But he used the signature of our ancestors?"

"But...that handwriting is indeed the handwriting of the ancestor..."

Gu An looked calm and observed Zhang Wen's eyes all the time. It could be seen that this guy was not pretending to be crazy and stupid, and said, "Zhang Hengzhi and Zhang Jin are brothers. Before Zhang Hengzhi rebelled against Longhu Mountain, they had the best relationship and stayed together since childhood. Do you think it would be difficult for Zhang Hengzhi to imitate Zhang Jin's handwriting?"

At this moment, Zhang Wen was no longer calm. He raised his hand and wanted to hold his eyes off, but he couldn't do it. Finally, he walked around in a hurry: "That's over. If it's true, wouldn't our lineage be deceived for a hundred years? This is a tradition that has been passed down from generation to generation, and he doesn't go anywhere. He just guards this broken tomb every day, and he will suffer a huge loss..."

Gu An coughed lightly: "These words are all my guesses. You can't say anything before the truth comes out. Don't worry first."

Zhang Wen shook his head rudely: "No, Mr. Gu, your words reminded me that the letter sent to us by my ancestor Zhang Jin briefly explained these things, and did not say anything else. This is wrong!

This is obviously Zhang Hengzhi is afraid of being exposed, and he is afraid that he will make mistakes if he speaks too much, so he dare not say too much! I also heard from his ancestors that when Zhang Jin left Longhu Mountain, there were still many things that he did not have time to explain to his juniors below, and his ancestors always had a relatively rigorous attitude towards people.

He would definitely explain in the letter that he could not have said so much, and based on the handwriting at that time, we can see that the handwriting in the letter was not written in a hurry, which shows that there was no sudden and serious emergency situation at that time...

In the absence of time, many things from our ancestors did not explain, which was completely inconsistent with his personality... This was probably written to us by Zhang Hengzhi imitating the handwriting of his ancestors, and it also made our lineage stay here for so many years in vain!"

The more Zhang Wen spoke, the more anxious he became, and the anger on his face became more and more obvious.

When he was a child, he listened to his father's words and followed his ancestor's wishes and inherited the place. He never went anywhere. He just guarded this wild tomb all day long. As a result, all the signs now appear to be fake, and they are not the ancestor's wishes at all.

Their lineage was deceived like a fool for so long, but they had never noticed it. At this moment, there was a fire in their hearts and had nowhere to vent, and they were so uncomfortable.

Gu An looked at Zhang Wen, thought for a while, and said, "Have you ever thought about it? In fact, this is not a completely bad thing. At least you have this weirdness and successfully avoided the ghost blindfold. He was not deceived for a hundred years like those people in Longhu Mountain. At least, you are the only one who is sober and knows what you should do, and they have always lived in their dreams..."

After hearing this, Zhang Wen was stunned again. The anger on his body gradually dissipated a lot, and he began to ponder.

Indeed, Gu An's words were not correct at all. If it weren't for this weirdness, he would have been blindfolded by ghosts like the others in Longhu Mountain, and he didn't even know whether he was still alive...

However, when he thought that Zhang Hengzhi had calculated this in advance, he felt uncomfortable again and gritted his teeth: "Then what exactly does Zhang Hengzhi want to do! What about this riddle?"

Instead of speaking, Gu An silently took out the mahogany box and handed it over, whispering: "When I just asked you if there is anything special about the weirdness on you, you said it was useless, but you just saw it more clearly with your eyes.

Your words reminded me that this mahogany box was also left by Zhang Hengzhi. Maybe your eyes can see something different..."

When Zhang Wen heard this, he hurriedly hugged the mahogany box and looked it up.

Over the years, he has always felt that the weirdness on his body has no effect except resisting ghost blindfolds, nor can it bring him any benefits, nor has he become stronger. He is still an ordinary person, and even has to wear sunglasses all day to avoid scaring others. Now, hearing that Gu An's eyes may play some role, he immediately became excited.

Zhang Wen held the mahogany box and was careful, but he looked at it for a long time, sighed, and shook his head: "Mr. Gu, no matter how I look at it, it's still the same box, it's the same as you, and I can't tell it is something else..."

Gu An pursed his lips: "I know it is a box. I want to say, look at the patterns, holes and other details on it, are there anything unusual..."

After hearing this, Zhang Wen hugged her again and finally, he exclaimed slowly: "Hey, isn't the pattern behind this hole just here? There are piles of deserted graves standing, and they look exactly the same..."

A pattern of a deserted grave?

Gu An was stunned and hurriedly took it over and looked it through carefully. However, no matter how he looked at it, the pattern was just an ordinary landscape picture, and there was nothing else. How did Zhang Wen see the desolate grave?

So he immediately looked at Zhang Wen: "Where is the deserted grave?"

Zhang Wen looked strange and pointed to the dense holes: "Aren't these? I look quite obvious tombstone..."

Gu An took a breath. The answers he and the doctors saw were the same in this pattern, which was an ordinary landscape map, and there was no desolate grave.

But now, Zhang Wen actually said that he could see a pile of deserted graves, which was exactly the same as the environment he was currently in.

Moreover, Zhang Wen's micro-expression is not difficult to see. He did not lie, and he did see these things.

This shows that it is certain that Zhang Wen’s strange eyes were left to them by Zhang Hengzhi’s handwriting that imitated Zhang Jin.

This eyeball does play an important role at this time, and it can see things that others cannot see.

This is obviously Zhang Hengzhi’s layout back then, which was planned in advance a hundred years ago.

Gu An thought of another possibility and asked quickly: "Your uncle, Zhang Hengzhi, does he have no descendants?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wen recalled it for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, the master's records show that Zhang Hengzhi really has no descendants."

Gu An nodded: "That's right. Because he had no descendants, he definitely could not leave somewhere at that time, so he could only pass these on to your ancestors... that is, Zhang Jin's descendants..."

Zhang Wen nodded: "Then what exactly does he want to express? What is the purpose of doing this?"
Chapter completed!