Chapter 165: Nine Army Order

The old village chief sighed and said, "That's it now. But the old man hopes to talk to Girl Han alone."
The old village chief emphatically bit the word alone. Obviously he wanted Boss Hao to retreat, even if the other party is the future nobleman in their village, but he did not give in on this matter.
Hao Mei wanted to know even if her curiosity was hooked up, but she didn't mess around, but said very wittily: "The night is getting dark, I will go to rest first, and see you tomorrow."
Having said that, Hao Mei took her men back and left space for them.
After seeing her really leaving, the old village chief said: "Miss Han, please come with me. There are some things that need to be shown to you, Aping, follow me."
Lu Ping, who was named, did not disagree. After handing the little water drop to the third aunt to take care of her, she followed the old village chief and Han Fei and walked to the easternmost house in the village.
Han Fei raised her head and looked at it, saying that the house is not very similar. It is very short, only one storey in size, and round in shape. It is different from the houses in the village. The door is tightly locked and there is a sleeve on it. The big rusted lock seemed to be closed for a long time.
Han Fei didn't quite understand why the old village chief brought her here, but Lu Ping became emotionally unstable after coming to this place, her eyes were red, she covered her mouth and did not speak.
Han Fei noticed her strangeness, but she didn't ask witty questions, until the old village chief took out a key, unlocked the big lock, opened the door, and a scent came from inside.
Han Fei was slightly surprised when she smelled the scent. This is the smell of sandalwood. Could it be that there is sandalwood in it? But the cost of this wood is very high, and it doesn't look like something that a waterfront village can have.
Unexpectedly, the inside was not dark at all, and there was a fire. If you look closely, you will find the two rows of candlesticks. There are more than a dozen candlesticks in each row. The candles are lit by Shangbui and the wind is poured in It blows out clearly, but it doesn't.
The entire space is illuminated by candlelight, so the contents inside can be seen clearly.
Han Fei was shocked by the scene before him.
There is a huge stone tablet in the middle, with some words still inscribed on it, but Han Fei can't see clearly under the candlelight, but from the stone tablet down, the rows and rows of tablets neatly arranged are enough. Shocking.
All the tablets are placed around the stone tablet in the middle. At first glance, hundreds of tablets form a formation. Han Fei looked at it, and the system suddenly made a sound in her mind. "This is the formation of the Ninth Army. I didn't expect to see it here."
Han Fei was taken aback, did not forget to reply in her mind, but muttered to herself: "The Nine Army Order?"
As everyone knows, when the old village chief next to him heard these four words, he suddenly turned his head, dumbfounded, looked at Han Fei as if he had seen a ghost, and said: "Girl Han knows the order of the Nine Army? !"
Han Fei was also taken aback and didn't pay attention for a moment. But when she saw the shocked expression on the old village chief's face, she went with the flow and said pretendingly, "That's natural, these, cough cough Isn’t this arrangement the order of the Nine Army."
Seeing Han Fei said so indifferently, the old village chief was setting off a storm in his heart, and the slightest resistance in his heart disappeared. What was left was all surrender, and he took a posture of breaking the boat.
Without knowing it, Han Fei, who also pretended to be forced, was holding his back and wrangling with the system.
"Taobao, what is the order of the Nine Army?"
For the first time, the system’s tone did not show off, but rather solemnly said:
I didn’t expect to run into the Nine Army’s order here. It seems that the host’s guess was correct. This village really concealed very important things. ."
Han Fei was also interested and said, "You can tell me about it!"
"The host is anxious, the old man will tell you a lot of things, listen first, and I will look for information about this world. It seems that some things are beyond our expectations."
Seeing this, Han Fei had no choice but to draw attention and stepped in.
After entering, I just faced the tablets, and the shock in my heart became stronger and stronger. The tablets were all engraved with a name, and the beginnings were all surnames Shui, but it looked like the ancestral temple of Shuibian Village. Up.
Han Fei was more interested in the candlesticks, and pointed and said, "Will these candles go out?"
These candles were not extinguished when the door was opened. According to the traces of the lock, no one should have been here for a long time. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary candles to burn for that long.
Sure enough, the old village chief explained: "That is the longevity candle, which will never go out."
Han Fei's eyes lit up, and she said enthusiastically, "There are still this kind of candles in this world!"
The old village chief’s tone was respectful, and he said: "The candle wick is made of 100-year-old silk, and the candle oil is made of fish bladder extracted from white silk fish. It can burn indefinitely."
Han Fei listened to the explanation of the old village chief, completely at a loss. Is there still these magical things in this world? But in order to maintain her "unpredictable" appearance, she showed a clear expression very naturally.
Sure enough, the old village chief had no doubts.
The system feels more and more that its host must be very suitable for being a magic stick, and it will fool people the most!
Han Fei quickly moved his gaze away from the candlestick, and saw Lu Ping kneeling on the ground almost crying, his gaze staying on the last spiritual sign for a long time.
The old village chief sighed on the side and said, "Aping, don't be too sad. The drops still need you."
Lu Ping reluctantly wiped away her tears and stood up, but her eyes were still teary, Han Fei couldn't help but look at the spirit sign, which was neatly engraved with the words, General Shui Mu Xiong.
Han Fei was a little surprised when she saw the word general.
The old village chief said in a nostalgic tone: "Mu Xiong is a man. It's a pity... he didn't die on the battlefield, but he died in an unknown corner."
Han Fei pursed her lips and said, "General?"
The old village chief showed a somewhat self-deprecating smile, and said: "Yes, girl Han may not believe it. Our Shuibian Village was once an army of the famous town, but now, there are very few people who know us. Well, that era, too many people died!"
As Han Fei listened, she slowly cast her gaze on the majestic stone monument in the middle. After looking at it up close, Han Fei realized that the engraved on it was not a font, but a pattern, like a certain The pattern of planting flowers is very shallow, but very exquisite, like a piece of art.
Han Fei could tell at a glance that this was a monument without words.