Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1647 Identity
"In the eighth year of Ningshun, General Fu was the commander of the West Gate and accepted money..." Fang Zilan spoke bluntly, but Fu Congnan spoke almost at the same time as her, "In the sixth year of Tai'an, Zhuge Shaojie was the deputy commander of the northern border and the governor of Yanzhou..."

Fang Zilan fell silent upon hearing this, her face as pale as paper, "You..."

"Why don't you say anything?" Fu Congnan laughed loudly. "I don't care if you are Miss Fang San or Miss Zhen. You want to fight to the death today? Sure. I want to see if you can walk out of this door alive after dragging everyone down with you."

Fang Zilan pursed her lips and subconsciously looked at Zhuge Yu. He knew Zhuge Shaojie's name. On the contrary, he was more familiar with him than anyone else. He was his uncle who died on the battlefield in the north, and the eldest son of Mr. Zhuge.

"General Fu, why don't you continue?" Zhuge Yu's face was expressionless, making it hard to understand. "I want to know what happened in the northern border back then."

Fu Congnan looked at Zhuge Yu with a more inquiring look in his eyes, but before he could speak, Fang Zilan spoke first: "Ayu, the most urgent thing is to find the prince, don't let yourself be led astray."

"Your Highness is so precious, General Fu dare not neglect you." Zhuge Yu ignored Fang Zilan's words, "I must know today, what happened in the North Territory back then?"

He repeated it again, his tone of voice showing an indescribable determination, which made Fu Congnan unable to help but clap his hands and say, "The people of the Zhuge family are all famous for being stubborn. Seeing them today, it is indeed true."

"Fu Congnan!" Fang Zilan's eyes were fierce, "If you reveal even a word, you will be the one who can't walk out of this door today."

Fu Congnan narrowed his eyes and said, "I have been a soldier all my life, I cannot be frightened by a few words. Miss Fang, do you think..."

"To scare?" Fang Zilan ignored the people present, and the short knife in her sleeve flashed and placed it on the side of Fu Congnan's neck. "It's easy for me to kill you. You can still stand here and talk because you are useful to me. Otherwise, what they see now is your corpse."

She paused, and the short knife in her hand cut the skin on the side of Fu Congnan's neck, leaving a bloody mark. "I'll say it one last time. Hand over Fang Lihui and King Yucheng, and I can pretend that nothing happened today."

Most of the people present were shocked by this unexpected change. Even Fu Congnan himself did not expect Fang Zilan to suddenly attack, and the action was so fast that he had no time to react.

At this moment, Fu Congnan finally understood that Fang Zilan was not threatening or bluffing. She was fully capable of taking his life at any time.

I didn't do that just because I cared about Fang Lihui's life or death.

Zhuge Yu's expression was tense. Fang Zilan showing off her skills in public might cause a stir...

"General Fu, my Lan'er has a bad temper. Please forgive me if I am offended." Fang Zitong spoke politely, but she had no intention of stopping Fang Zilan.

Fu Congnan said sinisterly: "Second Miss Fang, if a fight really breaks out, what good do you think your Fang family will get? I might give some face to the gentlemen present, but your Fang family is a lost dog that has been defeated and left the capital..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zilan kicked him hard. He groaned and fell to his knees in front of Fang Zitong.

"Even if the Fang family is defeated, not everyone can step on it." Fang Zitong looked down at Fu Congnan, "General Fu, do you want to tell me the whereabouts of Fang Lihui?"

Fu Congnan spat, "Kill me if you dare, and you will never find Fang Lihui in your life!"

A Wan said to herself, "I wonder who that woman is?" "I know this." Seeing that he finally knew something, Lin Jian said as if to take credit, "She is the village chief's sister. When I accompanied my brothers to Linjia Village before, I saw her from a distance a few times and I still have some impression of her."

"The village chief's sister?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, and Lin Jian nodded and said, "Yes, although Linjia Village is poor, it still has a village chief. That woman is the village chief's sister, and her husband is a farmer. He usually helps his brother with things."

Fang Zilan said thoughtfully: "I saw that there were few survivors in the village, why were they mother and son among them? As for the other survivors, could it be that they happened to be the headman's family? Could it be that the plague would also target people?"

"What family do you want to pick?" A Wan was not happy. "If I could pick someone, why would Uncle Wang..."

She turned her head away before she finished her words. Fang Zilan sighed faintly and said, "Yeah, if you don't know how to pick people, then why is it such a coincidence?"

Lin Jian looked bewildered, "Maybe it's just a coincidence."

"Whether it is a coincidence or not, someone will tell us the answer." After saying this, Fang Zilan walked straight to the mass grave, tied one end of the rope to a tree, tied the other end to her waist, and slowly walked down the mass grave, leaning on the branch.

Lin Jian watched her figure sinking slowly, and couldn't help wanting to move closer, but he couldn't muster any strength in his body and didn't move a step. Awan stood up, took a few steps bravely, and then her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Jian tremblingly walked to Awan and held her arm, "Miss Awan, let's go back and sit and wait."

Awan did not stand up. Instead, she supported herself with her hands and moved forward a distance. "I think it's always better to be closer to her. If she needs help, I can get there in time."

"Miss Awan, your legs are so weak that you can't even stand up. How can you help?" Lin Jian tried to pull her up from the ground, but she pushed him away. "Then I want to stay here with her, too."

Lin Jian couldn't persuade her, so he had to sit next to her and wait with her.

After an unknown amount of time, the two suddenly heard Fang Zilan's voice coming from below, "Awan, Lin Jian, pull the rope."

Hearing the sound, Awan and Lin Jian hurriedly stood up, walked to the tree, and worked together to pull the rope up.

However, when he saw the body tied to the other end of the rope, Lin Jian's hands trembled and almost let the body fall back. Fortunately, Fang Zilan, who jumped out with him, was quick to grab the rope.

"Didn't you say you've seen many dead people?" Fang Zilan said coldly with a sullen face, "Lin Jian, get out of the way."

Lin Jian walked aside embarrassedly and stood farther away.

Awan took out a clean cloth from the package and spread it on the empty space beside her. She didn't dare to look back, and her voice was shaking, "Is this... Miss Yan'er..."

"Yes." Fang Zilan stripped off her gloves and outer shirt and threw them into the mass grave. She took out a new pair of gloves and put them on. "Miss Yan'er brought medicine with her. There are no signs of insects or birds pecking at her body, so the cause of death is easy to find out."