As various thoughts swirled in his mind, Lu Ming felt that sleep had completely left him.

He simply sat up again, went to the bathroom to wash his face, put on some clothes, and came outside.

Under the full moon, the sand dunes rise and fall. He sat down in a random place and began to think about the most core issue again.

Hag.1 gene, what exactly does it mean?

I originally thought that the answer to this question would appear after the destruction of Organization X. But the development of the matter is that Organization X has been destroyed, and the answer still has not appeared.

Even the core members of Organization X don't know.

The answer to this question still needs to be found by yourself.

So... where to look?

Lu Ming thought of Huang Weimin again.

At this moment, with the destruction of Organization X, Huang Weimin has been lifted from restrictions, and his tasks have also ended. Now he has returned home and reunited with his parents, wife and children with the reward he earned during this period - for an ordinary person, this is a lot of money.

Thinking about it, with this money in hand, his family relationship will ease a lot.

But Lu Ming discovered that the answer to this most core question might still have to be found in those ancient books.

After all, the ancestor who first possessed the Hag.1 gene lived in ancient times.

After staying up all night, the sky gradually grew brighter. Lu Ming waited patiently for a while again, and after ensuring that calling at this moment would not affect Huang Weimin's sleep through his past living habits with Huang Weimin, he dialed the number.

"Xiao Lu, what do you want from me? Is your mission over?"

"Old Huang, my mission is over now, but I still have a personal matter that I want to trouble you with. That...Here in Woye County, during the period from the Zhengtong Emperor to the Wanli Emperor in the Ming Dynasty, was there anything weird? Did something happen? You help me find it, and I'll treat you to a drink."

Huang Weimin is not a big drinker, but he is a very good drinker. A bottle of Erguotou can make him think about it for a long time.

Gritting his teeth, Lu Ming added again: "Maotai."

Upon hearing the word Maotai, Huang Weimin, who seemed to be a little sleepy at first, immediately became sober in his voice.

"Maotai? This is good wine, tsk tsk..."

But after a while, he seemed to be having trouble again.

"Xiao Lu, this matter is not easy to deal with. It's not that I'm trying to shirk it, brother, but, how should I put it, there are too many weird things. Those ancient essays, the experiences written by the squire, etc. The main content of the record is this kind of weird and weird things. If it wasn't weird, they wouldn't bother to remember it. There are many ancient books that record this kind of thing, how can you find it?"

Lu Ming patted his head and remembered this. After pondering for a moment, he added: "Then let's look for things like strange powers and chaos."

This is still a large range, but it is much smaller than before.

For the sake of Maotai, Huang Weimin reluctantly agreed.

"Well, I'll sort it out, take pictures with my phone and send them to you."

Huang Weimin is very efficient. Perhaps it was because he had money in his hands, his family status had improved, and he could finally immerse himself in ancient books without any distractions. Before nightfall, one picture after another on his mobile phone was sent to him. By the end of the night, a total of more than a hundred had been sent.

Among them are the original ancient books, Huang Weimin's notes, transcripts, computer data, and so on.

Moreover, Huang Weimin said that this was only a small part of it, and he would continue to do it the next day.

Lu Ming transferred them all to the computer, enlarged them, and immediately started reading and searching.

Computers and programs may not be able to help with this task, so he can only rely on manual searching. The reason is simple. Determining whether these ancient records are related to the Hag.1 gene is a highly abstract task that requires strong analysis, induction, and imagination. No matter how intelligent the program is, it cannot replace the human brain.

The first record is a story about a village woman who went into the mountains and encountered evil spirits. It is said that a village woman fell ill soon after returning from the mountains. During her illness, she talked nonsense. She said she was a great immortal, a fox, etc. Even if she invited monks, Taoists, and goddesses to come and see her, it didn't work. Finally died of illness. The Taoist priest said that it was the village woman and her mother-in-law who took revenge because the village woman was unfilial and so on.

This obviously has nothing to do with what you are looking for.

The second record is the story of a man known as Li Bold. It is said that this person does not believe in evil. He heard that the mass graves were haunted, so he went to sleep in the mass graves. In the middle of the night, he saw a beautiful young woman sitting on the grave and crying. This man knew that he had hit a ghost, but he was not afraid. Instead, he wanted to rape the woman. Ghost young woman. As a result, the ghost young woman screamed and disappeared. In order to vent his anger, Li DaDa peed on the grave and continued to sleep. After that, the mass grave was no longer haunted. When some divine man heard about this incident, he said that Li DaDa was full of yang energy and "drown in his bowels to destroy evil spirits". Then there were haunted families in the surrounding villages who came to ask Li DaBang to "defecate", and it became a legend for a while.

This obviously doesn't matter.

The third record is the same, saying that a man attracted a fox, and the fox caused trouble at home, killing chickens and ducks, embarrassing people with stones, destroying utensils, etc. Inviting witches and magicians to burn incense and worship Buddha was of no use. One day there was writing written in blood on the wall, saying that the family's children would be taken away as revenge. As a last resort, the family moved to another place overnight and the matter was settled.

It doesn't matter.

As a materialist, Lu Ming is more accustomed to interpreting these ancient rural legends from a materialist perspective.

For example, in his opinion, the first story was nothing more than the village woman getting sick and eventually dying of the disease, which was unremarkable. What the Taoist priest said about mother-in-law's revenge was nothing more than talking about some mysterious and mysterious things to cover up his own incompetence and maintain his mysterious image. After all, if her mother-in-law kills her in revenge for being "unfilial", then the death of this village woman will have the flavor of a "natural cycle". If I can't save her, it means "it's not that I can't save her because of my low magic power, but that this person is unfilial." , there is no way to save it.”

The second story is even simpler. In Lu Ming's view, this is the story of a rural gangster and a sage joining forces to harvest the IQ tax of other ignorant villagers.

First, make up a story about how bold Li is, with so much yang energy that even his bowel movements have the effect of exorcising evil spirits. Then this thing can be sold at a high price, and in the end the money will be divided between the magic man and the man, and everyone will be happy.

In Lu Ming's opinion, the third story seemed more like someone trying to seize the family's property under the pretense of being a "fox." After all, when forced to relocate, the family's house and land must be dealt with. And because it is related to Naohu, the price must be cheaper.

Lu Ming has developed the ability to explore the core of the story through the appearance of strange and strange stories, and explore the truth as much as possible to search for the information he needs.

In this case, the first night passed quietly.

That night, Lu Ming didn't find any valuable information.

During the day the next day, Lu Ming went to catch up on his sleep. Thousands of kilometers away, Huang Weimin continued to sort out the information at home and sent it to Lu Ming.

At night, Lu Ming continued to search throughout the night.

So it was until the fourth night.

During this period of time, Lu Ming had been confused by words such as gods, ghosts, foxes, gods, witches, monks and Taoist priests, and words such as fighting evil spirits and exorcising ghosts. He had a thorough understanding of what the spiritual life of ancient mountain people was like.

I thought this night would be spent like this. But Huang Weimin compiled another batch of stories, and the first one made Lu Ming subconsciously pick up his spirits.

This is a story about a "foreigner".

This story goes that on a certain month of a certain year, when the weather was fine, a thunderbolt suddenly hit the sky and the sound shook the whole country. The villagers were very frightened and invited monks and Taoists - monks and Taoists again - to burn incense and worship Buddha.

The monks and Taoists said that there was a monster in the mountains that was cultivated and formed, and then was struck to death by thunder, so there was no need to panic.

The matter is settled for now. But two days later, a stranger came to the village.

Ancient books record that this foreigner has a big head and a small body, and is very weak, with pale skin, "thick and black hair", and thick and black hair.

This immediately caught Lu Ming's attention.

At this moment, as long as Lu Ming sees words related to the image of the mountain god such as "big head and small body" and "thick hair", Lu Ming's spirit will immediately tighten subconsciously.

The villagers asked him where he came from and where he was going. The man said that he was a foreigner and went to a certain place to do business. He got separated from the caravan on the way and got lost. The car he was driving broke down and he suffered another injury. Injured, he had no choice but to come to this village and wait for his companions to rescue him, hoping that the villagers could help.

The kind-hearted villagers helped this slightly weird stranger, tidying up a broken house for him to live in, collecting some food for him, and collecting herbs from the mountains to treat his injuries.

Ancient books record that after this foreigner came to the village, he was "isolated" and did not like to communicate with others. He was "sick of his hometown all night long" because some villagers found that this foreigner did not sleep at night and always sat in front of the house and looked up at the sky. Someone asked him what he was looking at, and the man said that he was missing his hometown.

As a result, "the villagers felt different, thought they were elegant, and became more respectful."

Looking at the moon and feeling homesick seemed to be the preserve of literati in ancient times. When a group of poor villagers saw that this foreigner had such elegant hobbies, they thought he was a scholar and became more respectful to him.

Later, some people began to ask him to name their children, and some asked him to help read documents, letters, etc. This foreigner did not refuse at all and agreed to all of them. As a result, the villagers increasingly believed that he was educated.

The villagers saw that he seemed not good at farming, so the village elder came forward and hired him as a village school teacher to teach children to read, and the villagers gave him food.

So, this slightly eccentric foreigner stayed in this small mountain village.

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