Di Fuyi narrowed his eyes slightly, things will not be so simple.
"What were the identities of these people before they entered the valley and were trapped?"
Di Fuyi suddenly asked.
The old patriarch was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question: "Ah" Di Fuyi looked at him quietly without speaking.
The old patriarch's scalp tightened when he saw him, and he sighed with a wry smile: "Why does the Emperor ask this?"
"I need to know the whole truth."
After all, he knew too little about this world, so he needed to know more about all aspects.
This old patriarch was the only remaining one among the trapped people.
Although he looked similar to the others, Di Fuyi's sharp eyesight still saw that he was different.
For example, because other people here read less or don't read, they speak and act very simply and directly, which means they are more rough.
But the old patriarch spoke in a somewhat formal manner, and his behavior was vaguely like that of a nobleman.
He had obviously received a good education.
Di Fuyi's question obviously brought back the memories of the old clan leader.
He sighed softly and said: "Actually, there is nothing to hide about Lao Chan's life experience.
Lao Chan was once the son of the previous lord of Luohua City, and he and a few friends took him there.
Some servants and servants came here to hunt, but I didn’t expect it.”
Unexpectedly, he was trapped and bèio took root.
Fortunately, they brought many maids and servants with them when they came to hunt.
After being trapped, many of them married the maids and had children, and slowly developed into a village.
Because the living conditions are too difficult, and the cultural level of the maids and servants they bring is not high, and many of them are illiterate, so even if the people here have children, they are not in a position to let their children read and write, so they make it their duty to practice martial arts and hunt. , so that after hundreds of years of development, these descendants live like primitive people Di Fuyi looked him up and down: "How high has your spiritual power reached back then?"
"Sixth level of spiritual power."
The old patriarch sighed.
He was considered a master back then, otherwise he wouldn't have survived until now.
"How much spiritual power do you still have in you now?"
"There's not a trace left."
"Back then, nobles from Luohua City often came to this mountain to hunt."
"Yes, this place was rich in spiritual beasts in the past.
Everyone hunted and domesticated spiritual beasts for their own use.
This mountain was the hunting ground for the nobles' children.
There were never any accidents."
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have taken women with them when they went hunting.
It was said to be hunting, but in fact it was more like an outing.
Di Fuyi walked around in a circle, and the old patriarch looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he was checking.
Gu Xijiu was originally checking the terrain nearby to avoid any beasts suddenly jumping out and hurting people.
When she saw Di Fuyi wandering around, she paused for a moment and walked over: "Why don't you take a rest for a while?"
Di Fuyi looked at her quietly for a moment: "You are willing to talk to me now" and no longer ignored him.
Gu Xijiu: "" She has always felt guilty because of the death of those eight old people.
Especially when she thought that the eight old people might have sought death on their own initiative after hearing Di Fuyi's advice, she felt even more uncomfortable.
Although she couldn't understand it intellectually.
I should blame Emperor Fuyi, but I still feel a little resentful emotionally and don't want to talk to him more.
In addition, she also knew that Di Fuyi had lost a lot of spiritual energy and needed to meditate and adjust his breath, so she ran away to arrange other things and never paid attention to him again
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