PFC Chapter 407 The Mystery of the Isolated Island 8
Chapter 407 The Mystery of the Isolated Island 8
Knowing that the original owner died today, she calmly followed the original owner's original route.
As expected, this led to the discovery of the murderer, Wang Qiang. In fact, she had some suspicions at first, but she wasn't sure.
After all, besides stealing food that night and crying wolf, Wang Qiang was more indifferent to Chen Guihua's death than anyone else. While others felt somewhat uncomfortable, he didn't react at all.
From these words, one can see that Wenluo is a hypocrite and a ruthless person.
And his act of forcing Li Wenwen—he pretended to be nice on the surface, but behind the scenes he was such a disgusting and despicable person.
She collected some poisonous insects while picking fruit last time and gave them to Wang Qiang so he could experience the toxicity of these insects.
Qu Yi didn't say anything about Wen Luo's thanks. He was just curious about her, which was why he often followed her.
Wenluo didn't mind his silence: "Why do you always follow me?"
As she spoke, she looked at the person in front of her. He was wearing a long, dark gray robe made of some unknown fabric.
Their hair was just short hair without any style, and it's unclear where they got the hair-shaving tools while living on this island.
He was tall and big, but a bit thin, with wheat-colored skin, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, but his gaze was clear and he seemed somewhat naive.
"I...I don't know either." Qu Yi's eyes were filled with doubt. Perhaps no one else had noticed him, only she had.
"What's your name?" Wenlu asked, changing the subject when she saw his expression.
"Qu Yi."
"My name is Wenluo. From now on, we're friends."
Although she wouldn't need his help anyway, he saved her and helped her, so they could become friends.
"Friends?" Qu Yi repeated, feeling somewhat intrigued.
Wenlu nodded, and, taking advantage of her friend's advances, asked, "Um, friend, where do you live? Could you let me stay for the night?"
She was curious about these people and wanted to get closer to them to see what they did.
Han Xi must have run into the person who chased Qu Yi that day, which is why she didn't come back tonight.
She had been following this person for a while, and she could sense that he meant her no harm.
Sometimes he would even guide himself to find something to eat.
Although you can find it on your own, it's quite convenient to have someone guide you.
Since she had already completed her mission, there was no need for her to go back and feign politeness with those people.
Qu Yi looked at her for a while, then walked forward without saying anything, but stopped to look at her again after a few steps.
Knowing that he wanted Wenluo to follow him, Wenluo smiled and followed.
Qu Yi walked very fast, but seeing that Wen Luo was walking at a leisurely pace, he gradually slowed down as well.
After walking for about half an hour, the two arrived at a place full of weeds.
Wenlu watched as Qu Yi fumbled on a stone wall for a while, and then the stone wall in front of him opened automatically.
These people really enjoy digging tunnels, and they're quite adept at using them for espionage.
As Qu Yi entered the dark passage, he moved something on the wall, and suddenly a fire lit up the wall.
Wenlu glanced at the kerosene lamp on the wall, then followed him inside.
After walking for about ten minutes, they arrived at a door.
The door opens to reveal a somewhat rough space. Based on the arrangement of items, one can identify the living room, kitchen, and two bedrooms.
Although it was simple, it still had daily necessities, but they were all handmade.
Wenlu looked around and asked, "Your place is quite well-equipped. Is this your home?"
"Yes, I live here."
"Those people who chased you that day, were you with them?"
Qu Yi was silent for a while before saying, "They are my clansmen. They forced me to do things I didn't want to do, so I escaped."
In those places where people gather, women are treated as reproductive tools, and men are endless laborers; they have no freedom or right to speak.
Qu Yi's parents were the same. He watched his father work himself to death and his mother live an unhappy life from a young age, eventually dying in depression.
So when he grew up, he didn't want to live the way they did, so he tried to escape.
After listening to his story and seeing that he seemed a little down, Wenluo changed the subject and asked, "How did you get to this island?"
Qu Yi's attention was indeed diverted. He thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know. I grew up here."
It seems that only the older generation knows the truth behind this.
"Xiao Qi, do you know?"
Xiao Qi checked for a moment before speaking: "Host, I found out that these are descendants of people from the Republic of China era. Their older generation came to this island by accident to escape the war."
"Has no one else ever come to the island?" Wenlu asked, somewhat puzzled.
"No, there really aren't any. Over the years, only ten people have accidentally ended up here because the magnetic field here has changed, and others can't get in."
"Are the people on the island now all ghosts?"
"No, host. Although several years have passed in the outside world, the magnetic field here is special, so only you can change the original plot and the original owner's experience."
"I understand. So other people will have the same experience. When can I leave?"
Wenluo is now a ghost cultivator, and she's just waiting to leave this place and live a normal life.
"Host, just wait for the plot to finish."
"okay, I get it."
Qu Yi arranged for Wenluo to stay in one of the rooms, and he went to the kitchen to prepare food.
The kitchen had a wood-fired stove, and their design was rather unique; it was unclear where the smoke came from.
Wenlu watched him busy himself. He was cooking brown rice and sweet potatoes, so it seemed they had also planted some land.
There must be many traces of people's lives in places that are not visible to everyone.
Wenluo asked, "Did you dig this space yourself?"
“Yes, we’ve been learning about mechanisms and building dwellings since we were little,” Qu Yi said.
This is understandable; those who live on the island need to acquire some skills.
Wenlu casually asked, "You've always lived on this island, are you curious about the outside world?"
Upon hearing this, Qu Yi paused for a moment: "I'm curious, but I don't know how to get out. Is it very big outside?"
"It's huge, and there are lots of new and interesting things." Wenlu felt that he was a pitiful little guy who was isolated from the world and had to endure the dregs of feudal ideology.
Of course, those women were also pitiful, but since everyone was a ghost now, she had no intention of saving them.
She felt that once the magnetic field here returned to normal, everything would be different.
Qu Yi's eyes held a hint of longing, but he said nothing.
"No one else knows about this place, right?" Wen Luo thought, otherwise someone might come and arrest him.
"I don't know, I built this place secretly over the years," Qu Yi said.
Upon hearing this, she didn't say anything more, but instead helped him with the chores, and the two had a simple meal together.