Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 435 Wang Ye: It feels pretty good to be a riddle solver!
As soon as he came out, the young man looked around warily.

After all, the tomb was shaking just a moment ago, and the next moment he suddenly stepped into empty space and fell straight down. Who knows if it was a trap!

Fatty Wang was much more straightforward, letting out a strange cry: "Ouch! My butt, ouch!"

"Fatty, Bro, that's great! You're still alive!" Wu Xie cheered.

Aning: "..."

So you think I'm the only one who's superfluous?

The young man's cold face furrowed slightly, his hand already resting on the hilt of the black gold ancient sword, subtly blocking Wu Xie's view, as he asked, "Who are they?"

Wu Xie hesitated for a moment: "The gods... immortals I met in the tomb?"

He himself seemed somewhat unsure of himself when he said that.

"immortal?!"

"Hey, Fatty, I've never seen a deity before! Let me take a look!"

The man in front of them was wearing a Taoist robe and looked just like Wu Xie, but he exuded a lazy and languid air.

The remaining three were: one wearing a white T-shirt with her hair tied back in a four-leaf clover style, black hair and black eyes; the other two girls both had delicate features and slightly dazed eyes, one with long, flowing hair and the other with a bun.

Chen Duo was dressed in Miao ethnic costume, with emerald green pupils, just like jade.

"Green pupils!!!"

"Hey, little sister, you're not wearing colored contact lenses, are you?"

As he spoke, Fatty Wang tried to step forward for a closer look, but in reality, he was turning his gaze toward Wang Ye.

But before he could take a few steps closer, Zhang Chulan stopped him, saying, "Hey, Fatty, don't get too close, or Sister Duo'er might cast a spell on you."

Upon hearing the word "poisoning," Fatty Wang immediately withdrew his hand and chuckled dryly, "Haha, just kidding, just kidding!"

The young man's gaze remained fixed on Wang Ye as he coldly asked, "Who exactly are you people?"

Wang Ye shrugged: "Like I said, we were just passing by. But since you're all alright, we should be going now."

Wu Xie hurriedly asked, "Wait! Where are you going?"

Feng Baobao blinked: "Let's go back for dinner!"

Zhang Chulan added, "By the way, Wu Xie, if you encounter anything strange in the future, you can try calling our names. Maybe we'll meet again."

Fatty Wang looked suspicious: "Calling someone by name? What kind of new scam is this?"

Wang Ye said softly, "It's not a trick, it's fate."

As soon as the words were spoken, the figures of the four people began to gradually become transparent, as if they were about to merge into the air.

Wu Xie's eyes widened: "You—"

Wang Ye waved to him and smiled, "See you again someday, 'me' from another world."

The next second, the four figures disappeared completely, leaving Wu Xie and the others standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Fatty Wang rubbed his eyes: "Am I seeing things? They're just gone like that? Today's a real eye-opener!"

The young man was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It's not a hallucination."

Master Liang slumped to the ground, muttering, "A god... truly a god..."

Wu Xie gazed at the spot where the four had disappeared, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Lao Yang's departure, the secret of the Bronze Tree, the appearance of those four mysterious figures—it all felt like a dream.

But he knew this was not a dream.

"Let's go,"

Wu Xie took a deep breath. "We should go back."

Fatty Wang patted his butt and stood up: "Right, right, let's get out of this awful place quickly. I don't want to stay here any longer."

The young man nodded and turned to walk down the mountain.

Wu Xie glanced back at the collapsed mountain one last time, silently thinking, "Lao Yang, I hope you can see your mother over there..."

After leaving the Qinling Mountains, Aning immediately took out her phone and called Qiu Dekao.

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A few days later, in Yuhang.

Wu Xie sat in his antique shop, playing with a piece of bronze in his hand. He had picked it up by chance when he left the Qinling Mountains, perhaps a fragment that had fallen from the bronze divine tree.

These past few days, he has been reliving the events of that day, as if he can't escape them. Too many questions are troubling him, like a vicious cycle he can't break free from.

If none of what he witnessed exists, wouldn't that mean that science doesn't exist?
Wu Xie's values, which he has built up over the years, are gradually collapsing.

The doorbell rings.

He looked up and saw Fatty Wang and his younger brother.

"Hey, Tianzhen, spacing out?"

Fatty Wang swaggered in, asking, "Still thinking about those four immortals?"

Wu Xie forced a smile: "I just feel that this world is much more complicated than we imagined."

The young man said calmly, "The unknown will always exist."

Fatty Wang plopped down: "Who cares! There are plenty of things in the world we can't understand, why should we worry about them every day? By the way, let's go for hot pot tonight?"

Wu Xie nodded: "Sure, this will be a good way to change my mood."

As for Wang Meng, unfortunately, he was forgotten at home by his unscrupulous boss again and could only eat instant noodles.

As dusk fell and the streetlights came on in Yuhang, Wu Xie, Fatty Wang, and Xiao Ge entered a hot pot restaurant called "Old Wharf".

The restaurant was bustling with activity, and the aroma of steaming hot pot broth wafted through the air.

"Boss, the usual spot!" Fatty Wang called out familiarly, turning back to wink at Wu Xie, "It's my treat today, so order whatever you like!"

Wu Xie shook his head with a smile: "Come on, last time you said you'd treat us, but I just happened to leave my wallet at home."

The young man followed silently behind the two, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily as always. The three were led by the waiter to a booth by the window, where the night view of the Yuhang Canal was visible, with lights reflected on the water, creating a shimmering effect.

Just as they were about to order, Fatty Wang suddenly widened his eyes and dropped his chopsticks on the table with a "clatter".

"My goodness! Tianzhen, look over there!" Fatty Wang lowered his voice, covered his face with the menu, and secretly pointed his finger toward the door.

Wu Xie followed his gaze and almost dropped the menu in his hand. Four familiar faces walked in through the door: Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, and Chen Duo.

They were dressed in modern casual clothes, but their unique charisma still stood out.

"How did they get here?" Wu Xie muttered in surprise. Xiao Ge shook his head: "I don't know, let's see!"

Wang Ye seemed to sense something, turned his head to look in their direction, and the moment their eyes met, Wang Ye revealed a knowing smile, and led the other three straight towards them.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Wang Ye waved lazily. "Mind sharing a table?"

Fatty Wang's mouth dropped open: "How did you guys find our way here? You weren't secretly following us, were you?"

"That's what you call fate!"

Zhang Chulan pulled out a chair and sat down with a grin, as if explaining, "I heard that the spicy hot pot base here is very authentic, so we came here because of its reputation."

Feng Baobao couldn't wait any longer. She picked up the menu, pointed to the pictures, and said to the waiter, "This one, this one, and this one, twenty of each."

Chen Duo sat quietly to the side, her bright green eyes curiously observing Wu Xie and the other two. Her gaze lingered on Xiao Ge for a few seconds, then turned to Feng Baobao, but ultimately remained silent because of the presence of the waiter.

The waiter looked at Wu Xie with an inquiring gaze, and Wu Xie smiled and said, "Then let's share a table. Speaking of which, I haven't properly thanked you for what you did last time!"

"Anyway, Fatty's paying this time, so everyone can do whatever they want, he's footing the bill!"

Before long, the waiter brought over the hot pot base and various ingredients. The red oil broth was bubbling, and the aroma of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns filled the air.

The freshly sliced ​​brisket and five-flower shank were as thin as cicada wings, and the plates were stacked on top of each other like a small mountain. Before Wu Xie could even speak, Feng Baobao and Chen Duo had already poured the ingredients down, ready to dig in.

Feng Baobao and Chen Duo are serious about their work; if they're not enthusiastic about it, there's something wrong with their mindset!
The others, on the other hand, fell into an eerie calm.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were really unsure of what to do. Xiao Ge was a man of few words, while Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan were simply enjoying the food and waiting for the meat to cook.

Oh, by the way, just to mention...

Wang Ye: I don't eat beef!

So Wang Ye ordered a separate mushroom hot pot to cook and eat by himself.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Fatty Wang finally couldn't help but speak, but the words got stuck in his throat: "Um, gentlemen, the beef is quite fresh today!"

Wu Xie and Xiao Ge glanced at Fatty Wang at the same time: "Is that all you have to say?"

Zhang Chulan picked up a slice of cooked tripe, dipped it in the sesame oil sauce, and laughed, "Fatty, don't be so nervous. We're just here to have hot pot and maybe take a short trip."

Wu Xie stared at Wang Ye and couldn't help but ask again, "Who exactly are you people? I still have many questions about what happened last time."

Wang Ye slowly took a sip of tea and put down the cup: "Actually, we didn't come here with any ill intentions. We just want to know the truth about this world."

"The truth? What truth?" Wu Xie asked, puzzled.

Wang Ye stared intently at the young man and laughed, "Then let's see if this brother is willing to tell us what that ultimate thing really is!"

"ultimate?!"

Wu Xie kept asking questions, as if he were kept in the dark, with the whole world knowing but him being completely unaware.

But when he turned to look at Fatty Wang, he saw that Fatty Wang also had a bewildered expression, and he immediately felt relieved.

The young man's face instantly turned cold and stern, giving off a dangerous, beast-like aura. "How do you know the ultimate?"

Wang Ye had no intention of hiding anything: "What Heaven tells us, you can also understand as God, is that our current identity is that of cross-world travelers. Simply put, we are visitors from other worlds."

"Another world?" Fatty Wang's eyes widened. "The kind of parallel universe?"

With her mouth full of beef, Feng Baobao mumbled, "Pretty much, just traveling around."

Fatty Wang wanted to say, "Are you kidding me?" but when he saw Wang Ye's face, which was exactly the same as Wu Xie's, he fell silent. Even twins couldn't possibly look this similar.

The young man suddenly spoke up: "What is your purpose?"

His voice remained indifferent, but his gaze was sharp as a knife.

Chen Duo raised her head, her emerald green eyes looking directly at the young man: "We have no ill intentions, we just want to explore this world thoroughly, and then wait for further instructions."

Wu Xie rubbed his temples, and had to admit that the amount of information contained in those few words was truly astounding!
Assuming what the other party said is true, then this is a big deal. What do people from a parallel world want to do in this world?

Moreover, the other party had previously demonstrated a variety of incredible methods. Who is this person who can make the four people in front of them wait for instructions?
Could it really be the Heavenly Way they speak of?

For a moment, Wu Xie's mind was about to explode.

After a moment, Wu Xie asked in a deep voice, "Is your investigation target related to that ultimate thing?"

Wang Ye nodded: "Actually, we can already roughly guess His identity, but to avoid any accidents, it's best if we find out more clearly."

"What is your identity?" Wu Xie immediately pressed.

Wang Ye revealed a meaningful smile: "If you want to know, why don't you come with us and take a look?"

"I'll go with you to see it? What do you mean?"

Wang Ye suddenly smiled and said, "You're already in the thick of it, and you can only get deeper and deeper into it step by step. We, on the other hand, are outsiders, the variables."

"The Heavenly Cycle is forty-nine, and one is removed. Variables can make the outcome better or worse, but the outcome is always relative, just like the host and guest in a hexagram."

"Whether it's good or bad depends on your own choice: to cooperate with us or to fight against us?"

Wang Pangzi, who was listening from the side, was getting a little anxious: "What do you mean by host and guest, good and bad? So you guys are trying to drag us into this, aren't you?"

Zhang Chulan laughed and said, "If you put it that way, you're not wrong!"

Unexpectedly, Fatty Wang suddenly glared at him and said, "Trying to drag us down with them? No way! Naive! If you ask me, they're definitely up to no good!"

Wang Ye looked at Wu Xie with a half-smile and asked, "Don't you think about the Nine Gates? Right now, you are the host, and we are the guest."

"However, times change, military tactics are ever-changing, water has no fixed shape, and the roles of host and guest change. The rise and fall of the Nine Gates will then be..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie frowned and muttered, "Change of host and guest, you mean?"

Wang Ye chuckled softly, but did not reply.

Sometimes I just hate riddle tellers who only reveal half the answer, leaving you scratching your head in frustration.

Wu Xie had a terrifying suspicion in his mind, but he dared not say it aloud.

Just then, Wang Ye suddenly produced several copper coins in his hand, tossed them casually, and the coins rolled onto the table, forming a divination symbol.

He tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and said slowly, "Kan represents water, Gen represents mountain, Water and Mountain are inauspicious."

Zhang Chulan leaned closer to take a look: "The 'Difficulty' hexagram? Doesn't that mean the road ahead will be difficult?"

Wang sighed and said helplessly, "Yes, the Jian hexagram is favorable to the southwest but unfavorable to the northeast. Going northeast will lead to a dead end, but it is advantageous to meet a great person and go there to achieve success."

“There is also a change in the sixth line of the hexagram.” Wang Ye picked up one of the copper coins that gleamed slightly with gold. “The king and his ministers are in distress, not because of personal reasons.”

"We subjects are really having a tough time!"

(End of this chapter)