lcionline Chapter 204: Acting Through Us?
Chapter 204: Acting Through Us?
Zhang Chulan looked at the village in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder it can cultivate such outstanding talents. This Lujia Village is really a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ye smiled and agreed, "Yes, in addition to the sects, aristocratic families are also important cradles for cultivating talents. The fact that Lujia Village has been able to survive to this day must have its own unique characteristics."
Zhang Lingyu looked at the land with deep emotion, with endless thoughts surging in his heart.
He recalled that he had planned to go to Lujia Village with his master to find out what was going on, but was unable to do so for various reasons.
Now, he finally stood on this land, his heart filled with excitement and emotion. "I never thought that my first visit to Lujia Village would be because of the things of the old predecessors," he said to himself.
Just as everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, an old man with silver hair came up to them.
He was dressed in a long robe, smiling, and looked affable. "Haha, it's a great honor to have you all come from so far away!"
The old man said loudly.
Everyone saluted to show respect
The old man smiled and introduced, "This is the village chief of Lujia Village, and also my good friend. He has always been committed to inheriting and developing the culture and martial arts of Lujia Village, making Lujia Village famous in the martial arts world."
The village chief warmly invited everyone into the village and introduced the customs and culture of Lujia Village as they walked.
His words were filled with pride and pride, as if every sentence contained endless stories and emotions. "Although our Lujia Village is hidden from the world, we have always upheld the tradition and honor of our family.
The students we have trained have achieved remarkable success in both martial arts and culture," the village chief said proudly.
Listening to the words of the village chief, everyone couldn't help but admire the foundation and strength of Lujia Village.
They knew that the ability to cultivate such outstanding talents must be based on a deep family background and cultural heritage, which is reflected not only in martial arts and culture, but also in the villagers' lifestyle and values.
Led by the village chief, everyone visited every corner of Lujia Village.
They saw ancient buildings, exquisite carvings, and family treasures passed down through generations. Each one revealed the heritage and elegance of a prominent family, leaving them mesmerized. Zhang Chulan couldn't help but exclaim, "What an eye-opener! The heritage and elegance of Lujia Village truly live up to its reputation."
Wang Ye also nodded in praise, "Yes, every place here is full of traces of history and cultural charm. This kind of heritage and style is unmatched by any other sect."
Zhang Lingyu silently gazed at these ancient buildings and carvings, his heart filled with endless emotion. He seemed to be able to sense the power and wisdom contained in these buildings and carvings, which was the key to Lujia Village's survival to this day.
However, just as everyone was immersed in the beauty and mystery of Lujia Village, Li Qiankun noticed something unusual. He whispered to Zhang Chulan, "Why do these villagers look like corpses?"
Zhang Chulan carefully looked at the villagers around him. He found that although they were all smiling, their eyes were empty and lacked energy.
This anomaly made Zhang Chulan feel uneasy. He turned to look at Li Qiankun and asked, "What did you find?"
Li Qiankun whispered, "They might be controlled by someone. I can clearly sense the changes in the aura of ordinary people. The aura of these villagers is clearly not right."
Zhang Chulan was shocked when he heard this. He knew that if Li Qiankun's judgment was correct, then the situation in Lujia Village was far more complicated than they had imagined. He whispered, "Control? Who would do that?"
Li Qiankun shook his head and said, "I don't know. But it's definitely not a good thing. We have to be careful."
Just when everyone was feeling uneasy, the old senior hosted a banquet to entertain Zhang Chulan and his group.
He explained that due to health reasons, he rarely went out, so he rarely had the opportunity to meet young people like them.
He hopes that through this banquet, he can communicate more with them and understand them better.
At the banquet, the elders chatted with everyone and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
He revealed his connection with the company and his concern for its affairs.
He said: "Although the company is a large organization, it also has its weaknesses and problems. I hope you can always remain vigilant and not be fooled by superficial phenomena."
However, in a corner of the banquet, Lu Liang was secretly observing the movements of Zhang Chulan and his group.
He was very satisfied with the effect of his dual control over the village. The villagers were now like his puppets, completely obeying his orders.
He remembered what his sister had told him before, about the relationship between Biyou Village and his own village, and he couldn't help feeling a little troubled.
However, now that Zhang Chulan and his group had arrived, he wanted to see what they would do. He was looking forward to their actions.
In this tranquility, Wang Ye seemed to be a little worried. His gaze lingered on the villagers for a moment, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Do you think these villagers are a little too kind to us?" Wang Ye stopped and asked Zhang Chulan in a low voice. His voice was soft, but it carried a subtle hint of worry.
Zhang Chulan paused upon hearing this, carefully reflecting on the previous scene. Indeed, from the moment they arrived in Lujia Village, the villagers had shown them unusual warmth and friendliness. Whether they asked for directions or inquired about the local customs and practices, the villagers always smiled and patiently answered their questions, as if they were already familiar with the place.
"Kind? Isn't that a good thing?" Zhang Chulan asked in confusion, but then his expression became serious. "But now that you put it that way, I think their attitudes are indeed a bit too consistent, as if they were arranged by someone."
Zhuge Qing listened from the side, nodded, and added: "Yes, these villagers are too enthusiastic. They almost answer every question. This is a bit unreasonable." A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he obviously doubted the attitude of the villagers.
Zhang Lingyu suddenly said, "I think there might be something wrong with this food."
When these words came out, everyone was stunned and turned their eyes to him.
"Lingyu, are you saying that the food is poisonous?" Zhang Chulan asked in surprise, his eyes wide open.
Zhang Lingyu shook his head and explained, "No, I'm not saying there's something wrong with the food itself, but the villagers' attitude. You see, their behavior is so uniform, as if they had rehearsed it in advance. This unusual attitude makes me feel that the food may just be a means to confuse us."
After Zhang Lingyu's words, everyone began to carefully observe the villagers' behavior. Sure enough, they found that whether walking, talking, or working, the villagers' movements were unusually consistent, as if they were being pulled by some invisible force.
"You mean, they are acting?" Zhuge Qing suddenly realized, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Lingyu nodded, confirming Zhuge Qing's guess: "Yes, I think they might be staging a carefully planned drama, the purpose of which is to confuse us."
After hearing this, a chill ran down everyone's spine. They began to reconsider this seemingly harmonious village and its smiling villagers. Those smiles that once filled them with warmth and kindness now seemed strange and terrifying.
"If this is true, then what is their purpose behind this?" Wang Ye asked in a deep voice, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.
Zhang Chulan took a deep breath and said solemnly, "No matter what it is, we must deal with it carefully. This village is probably much more complicated than we imagined."
As night fell, Lüjia Village was enveloped in tranquility. However, for Li Qiankun and his companions, this stillness felt unusually heavy. They were filled with doubt and unease, feeling that this seemingly peaceful village must be hiding a dark secret.
"We have to find a way to expose their true identities." Zhuge Qing whispered, with a determination glimmer in his eyes.
Wang nodded in agreement. "That's right. We can't be fooled by their appearance. We must be more careful in searching for clues and uncovering the mystery of this village."
At this moment, Zhang Chulan suddenly felt unwell. He looked down and found some unknown black particles mixed in with the food. Startled, he quickly called Li Qiankun.
Li Qiankun carefully examined the black particles and said solemnly, "This is a nerve-paralyzing poison. Although it's not fatal, the person who poisoned it is definitely not an ordinary person."
Zhang Chulan's heart sank upon hearing this. He recalled how Lüjia Village had recently lost contact with the company, while Biyou Village had been frequently visiting, and he grew even more uneasy. "I'm afraid this poison is meant to control the villagers," he whispered, his voice trembling.
Li Qiankun nodded in agreement. "That's right. This poison can paralyze a person's nerves and make them lose their judgment. The villagers' behavior is so uniform because they are probably under the control of this poison."
Li Qiankun took a deep breath and looked around, and found that this once peaceful and quiet village was now full of weirdness and danger.
"We must be careful not to alert the enemy," he whispered.