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Chapter 756 Wen Yuan's Letter
Wang Zhan woke up from his memories. He knew that what happened next was his revenge on the Yan family. He used a trick to plot against the Yan family and got Yan Jiecheng shot. Then he met He Yushui, and this matched what He Yushui said.

But what Wang Zhan was very curious about was who this Wang Wenyuan was. Why did his experience feel so similar to his own, except that he was much older than him? But why did he disappear again the year he came back, without even paying attention to He Yushui?

He didn't get an answer from Aunt Wang at the Street Office, but he was still itching to do something.

The year 1952 was a chaotic one for him. First he escaped and returned home, then he was investigated by Li Bo, and then he took revenge on the Yan family. When he calmed down and went to school, he ran into the Jia family, who were just a bunch of useless people. Although none of them had anything to do with him now, he always felt that the development trend was moving towards him.

When He Yushui went back to sleep, Wang Zhan couldn't fall asleep. He changed his clothes, jumped onto the wall, and went straight to Courtyard No. 93 in the alley behind, because Aunt Wang said that Courtyard No. 93 was Wang Wenyuan's private property and it was now sealed.

Crossing the west wall of Courtyard No. 93, what came into Wang Zhan's sight was a field of weeds, which looked a bit desolate, but fortunately, as soon as he entered the courtyard, the layout was clear at a glance. Wang Zhan first went to the back house to take a look. Most of the houses were empty. The shadow of a chicken coop could be vaguely seen in the small courtyard on the east side. Wang Wenyuan went to the main hall first and pushed the door carefully. Wang Zhan felt a chill on his back. He leaped onto the roof and several sharp arrows shot directly out from the crack in the door.

Wang Zhan was so angry that his teeth were itching. This Wang Wenyuan was too cruel. He set up traps and hidden weapons even after he left. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot.

Wang Zhan saw that there was no movement below, so he jumped off the roof and tried to push the door again. The door was locked and did not move at all. Wang Zhan thought for a while and said, "Forget it. Since you don't want me to come in, I won't come in."

Wang Zhan turned and went to the west wing, but unexpectedly, the door opened suddenly. Wang Zhan felt that Wang Wenyuan was quite interesting, as if this room was specially reserved for someone.

After entering the house, Wang Zhan thought about it and decided to light the kerosene lamp, because the kerosene lamp was placed on the arhat's step, and on both sides were cushions for meditation. Next to the kerosene lamp, there was something vaguely visible. Only after lighting the kerosene lamp did he see that it was a letter with "To an Unknown Friend" written on the envelope.

Wang Zhan understood that Wang Wenyuan was a meticulous person. He didn't know how he knew that someone would come here to take a look, so he arranged hidden weapons and letters. No matter what the person who came made, it would be fine. If it was a thief, he would definitely go to the central hall first. Fortunately, Wang Zhan had good kung fu, so he didn't suffer this loss.

Wang Zhan dusted the futon, put it back on the step, sat cross-legged there, and opened the letter directly.

"Hello dear stranger:
I don't know who you are, but before I left, I had a feeling that you would definitely come, so I thought about it for a long time and decided to write this letter to you. I don't know if you are a Taoist like me. Do you think that everything is predetermined?"

Wang Zhan was stunned, thinking: Isn't this nonsense? If there was a destiny, would I have wandered for two years? But he continued to read.

“Maybe you don’t believe it, but I was lying in front of a relative’s house on a cold winter night. Then, I discovered that there was a space in my brain, which you can think of as a warehouse. There was also the memory of a person there. Guess who that person is? You can never guess. It was Yan Jiekuang from Yard 95. He was not born when I got his memory.” Wang Zhan’s mind was a little confused. He knew the Yan family now. It seemed that the third child in his family was named Yan Jiekuang, but now he should be a little kid less than two years old.

"I know you don't understand, and I don't understand either. According to Yan Jiekuang's memory, the course of this world is arranged, and everyone has their own destiny, especially the people in Courtyard No. 95. Yan Jiekuang didn't believe in evil, and wanted to change the fate of those people with his own space world. He did it, and he also changed the fate of many people. Do you know what happened to him in the end? Haha, when he was in his forties, he died before he could enjoy the happiness of family life, and then disappeared into thin air."

Wang Zhan was a little bit unconvinced. This was too unbelievable. According to what Wang Wenyuan said, could it be that the two-year-old Yan Jiekuang now was fake?
"Anyway, I am a Taoist. When I went to the Mongolian grasslands, I realized when I came back that if I didn't leave, I would be involved in Courtyard No. 95 sooner or later. But I still have my mother-in-law and my sister, so I can only stay away from this place, practice in peace, and find my own way. But when I learned that the people in Courtyard No. 95 were targeting He Yushui and were preparing to get close to my mother-in-law, I knew I had to leave. It just so happened that my mother-in-law, Sai Jinhua, I don't know if you have heard of her, her family is on the other side of the ocean, so we chose to leave in a hurry."

"But when I left, I always felt that someone else would be involved, maybe you, maybe someone else, so I left this letter. Anyway, I have broken away from Yan Jiekuang's karma, and who will take over? Maybe it will be you who are reading this letter. I would like to remind you that I am also a person with a space, but I will not come back. For the sake of my family, I must make them happy. Written by Wang Wenyuan"

After reading Wang Wenyuan's letter, Wang Zhan was a little confused. He still didn't quite understand what Wang Wenyuan said. Is there really cause and effect in this world?

Wang Zhan thought again, it would be strange if that were the case. If that were the case, I would not have suffered so much. I just need to take care of my sister and don’t care about cause and effect. Anyway, I haven’t got that memory and space. I live according to my heart. Whoever bullies me, I will retaliate no matter who he is.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhan sneered at Wang Wenyuan's letter. He was just a nameless guy. Why think so much when he could just live a good life?

After Wang Zhan figured it out, he left the letter where it was. Wang Zhan did it on purpose, in case some idiot came to read the letter and believed it. It’s no wonder that after Wang Zhan left, within a few days, at least three people read the letter, which eventually caused a lot of trouble for the Yan family. Yan Jiekuang was arrested and studied for half a year. This is a later story.

Wang Zhan restored the house to its original state and prepared to return home along the same route. As soon as he jumped from the west courtyard wall to the alley, he was startled by a staggering man. Wang Zhan hid in the dark and took a closer look. Oh, isn't this Jia Dongxu? He was holding a bottle of wine in his left hand, an oil-paper bag and a roasted chicken in his right hand, and staggering towards Yard No. 95.

Wang Zhan understood it immediately. Old Lady Jinhua and Grandpa Yu had made a move. This meant that Jia Dongxu had earned money. But he knew that Jia Dongxu was still an apprentice and all the money had to be handed over to his mother. This money, which came from wine and meat, must not have come easily.

Watching Jia Dongxu staggering back to Yard No. 95, Wang Zhan didn't care and just climbed over the wall, went home, and went to bed.

(End of this chapter)