This kind of book is also very popular in the market, because the fabricated content always contains suspense and even horror elements, and it is also interesting to read it as a grotesque novel.
Because it is created by combining literature and history, it has a more profound feeling than the original stories serialized in newspapers. The authenticity is greatly enhanced on the basis of the originality, and many people even regard the fabricated content as official history.
Of course, Xia Yibing couldn't tell which things in this book were historical records and which were fabricated.
Every profession has its own expertise. She can remember a lot of archival materials and is particularly talented in interpreting language, but her insights in this area are indeed not deep.
"Does it look good?"
When the voice came, Xia Yibing looked up and found Hitzfeld with wet hair and a towel on his head looking down at her.
She was so beautiful like this... Her wet hair fell down slightly curled, and the ends seemed to be dripping with water. Her facial skin, which had just been washed, became whiter and more tender. She could hardly restrain herself from reaching out and pinching it, wanting to see the girl glare at her with a reproachful look.
But now they were talking about serious business, so Xia Yibing tried her best to hold back.
Hitzfeld didn't notice the change in her expression. He wiped his head with the towel with both hands while explaining the contents of the book to her: "The mystery of Willis actually talks about how the Willis people, as the remnants of Cambia, wandered around the world and are distributed in almost every corner."
She had not originally planned to wash her hair, but she had just walked under that monster and she would definitely not be able to sleep if she didn't wash it.
"I've heard of the Willis people..." Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes, "Their characteristics are..."
"They can hear the wind." Hitzfeld helped her complete the answer. "The Willis people have a different hearing system than ordinary people. They can hear noises coming from a long distance through the wind. And most of them have a pair of relatively large ears that are more exposed to the wind, so their features are actually very easy to recognize."
"You're researching this?" Xia Yibing pointed at the book in her hand and looked at her suspiciously. "You dragged me to the north for a honeymoon... Is it related to this?"
"Yes." Hitzfeld did not deny it.
Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows, obviously wanting to say something, but the girl interrupted her: "Let me explain it to you clearly... You now know the general situation of the Willis people, and you also know that they are the remnants of another lost land, the 'Cambia Continent'."
"Yes, I know." Xia Yibing nodded, and then asked her: "So you are studying this... studying why the Willis people can spread to most corners of the world?"
She didn't pay much attention to this matter before, but when she thought about it carefully, it was a bit mysterious.
A nation, a nation that could be said to be the remnants of a nation, when they finally managed to pass through the storm of Cambia and drift along the ocean current to Ikalolin, where they settled down and multiplied - this alone was not easy.
But it's not just Icarolin, it's not just here.
It also includes Elsa, Goli, the Arctic ice field, snow-capped mountains and rivers... Almost all places where humans can set foot have found remains with the characteristics of Willis people, which is too unusual.
They are not a big tribe. Strictly speaking, the Willis people are not of the same lineage as all the human races living in the world today. They have never occupied any continent and theoretically do not have the ability to spread naturally to remote areas.
"This is a great mystery in the archaeological community." Hitzfeld nodded, "How did the Willis people manage to travel freely across the continents in such a primitive era through the storms of Cambia and the tsunami of Aisha?"
"Floating city?" Xia Yibing guessed.
The Willis are extinct now, right? They are also an ancient race. If they were ancient, wouldn't it be easy for them to build a floating city if they had prehistoric technology to cross the ocean?
"It's not a floating city." The girl shook her head. "There are no remains that look like a floating city in the ruins found along with the skeleton."
"So, they can hear the wind?" Xia Yibing began to make wild guesses, "Being able to hear the wind... sea breeze is also wind, right? Then each of them is a master of sailing. Can they use this to sail through storms and tsunamis?"
"Human power is limited." Hitzfeld still shook his head. "The Willis people lived in an era older than the period of flourishing civilization in the last era. The ship technology at that time was not enough to support ocean voyages of this range. This is not a difficulty that can be overcome by human power."
"Then there is no other possibility."
Xia Yibing stopped guessing. She lowered her head to read the book and happened to see the key part. She pointed at that passage and said, "Either it's the same as what's written above, they were sent to those places by God."
"god……"
Hitzfeld squinted at the book in her hand and sighed, "Maybe it's true."
Xia Yibing always felt that something was wrong, and she started thinking quickly.
Aisuen's destination is the Cursed Ice Lake, but she is also studying the Willis people and how they made ocean voyages in ancient times...
wrong……
Wait, I think I've heard something like this somewhere?
With a sudden thought in her mind, Xia Yibing remembered that before setting off, she had chatted with the Blood Crystal Crow on the rooftop. The crow told her that in ancient times, the Arctic ice field might not be what people see now. Secrets involving the God were buried there. Many ancient books recorded that there was a mysterious door hidden under the glacier that could take people to any corner of the world.
This... "any corner", "portal"!
This is talking about the same thing, right?
So the Willis people spread through that door and escaped to all parts of the world? Is the purpose of Aisuen dragging me to the Arctic to find that door?
Then her ultimate goal is definitely not the door itself. She wants to find the door and then look for other lost continents?
All the clues were connected together, and Xia Yibing got goosebumps all over her body.
She suddenly thought that since absorbing the magic power of the three evil eyes with the help of the crown, Hitzfeld's divine eye... has gathered a total of five evil eyes.
Not counting the one now hanging in the Eternal Night, she only needs the last one to complete the "Ebu-Gesar".
Could it be that what she is looking for is the last evil eye?
Could it be that, through the crown, she not only saw the images left by her mother, but also saw the War of the Epochs, the invasion of the gray fog, and the direction in which the last eye escaped, and she wanted to trace it back by finding the portal sealed under the Arctic glacier?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, and Xia Yibing suddenly felt a lot more relieved.
Regardless, this is a goal for Hitzfeld.
That thing is right...Humans do need goals to live well. Regardless of what the goal is or how difficult it is to achieve it, at least Hitzfeld has a goal - this is something to be thankful for for the woman.
She finally didn't have to worry so much.
Thinking of this, Xia Yibing couldn't help but reveal a silly smile, which made Hitzfeld confused.
Just when I was about to ask, the opponent came directly at me.
She was tackled.
Lily began to yawn again.
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Let me talk about it! Chapter 6 was blocked before. Although this matter is worth complaining about, the key point now is that I have modified it and passed the second review, but some people still show that they are blocked. This needs to be refreshed to appear.
Then there is the new cover. This book only has these two covers, and I will change them occasionally to avoid aesthetic fatigue~
Too tired to get up
The specific reason was discussed in the group. To put it simply, I was so tired after running all day that I didn't wake up. Let me take a break and catch up on the words.
By the way, it seems that Shuke has a discount event during Double Eleven. If you plan to order all the books and are slow in reading, you can wait until then to rush in.
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Chapter 12 Idiot
When Hitzfeld woke up, it was dark outside the window.
Although someone thoughtfully drew the curtains, one could still see the clouds above through the gaps, and the distorted shapes of those misty and smoky flocs under the moonlight.
The noise she made when she got up was not loud, but Xia Yibing had been standing by her, so she naturally noticed it first.
"Don't move." Seeing the girl leaning forward, she immediately walked over and held her down. "There's hot water in the kettle. I'll go open the box and get a towel. It's small here and it's easy to splash. Just lie here and wait for me."
Hitzfeld gladly accepted it, and she lay back, watching the woman busily taking out new towels, pajamas, and even two iron basins from the box.
She couldn't help laughing when she saw the iron basin, and whispered, "Even if you really consider this, one basin is enough for the two of us."
"I don't care..." Xia Yibing turned her back to her and sighed as she stuffed the things she had moved away back into her room. "But I have to consider whether you are willing..."
"Haven't I always been willing to do so?" Hitzfeld didn't quite understand. They were already close enough that they could take a bath together and give each other back massages, so why were they still fussing over this issue?
"But that's——"
"what is that?"
"Nothing." Xia Yibing began to stammer, "Well, I thought that the two basins could be stacked together anyway... so what's the difference between bringing one and two? Right? It's better to bring more. If the means of transportation breaks down at a critical moment, we can each ski and escape..."
Do you want to see what you're talking about?
Hitzfeld's eyes widened. She thought Xia was joking with her, but from her evasive look, she seemed very serious.
After thinking for a while, she suddenly realized what the other party was hesitating about.
Yes, because I have a criminal record here, so she has to take into account the fact that some of my preferences may change, such as I no longer want to have close contact with her, no longer want to share to this extent... She has to consider these before leaving.
After realizing it, the smile on Hitzfeld's face gradually disappeared, replaced by guilt and heartache that was about to overflow.
Imagine a woman who has always been insecure because of her miserable childhood experience. She must always show her toughness to the outside world and build a hard shell to protect her heart.
She is obviously not good at these things. She is not good at understanding others like me, nor is she good at studying the nooks and crannies and details in life. I discovered when she first moved in with us that she was not particular about life. She didn't care about food or daily necessities. In the past, I could never imagine that she would bring so many things with her before a long journey.
But this impossible thing has really happened now. This woman has made changes for the person she cares about: she tried her best not to bring up any topics that might cause the other person to be sensitive, and made relevant plans for the long journey in advance. This plan included what to do if she was ignored. She has responded with actions, that is, she brought two sets of everything and tried her best to respect the other party's choice.
How could Hitzfeld not feel distressed?
This kind of clumsy, somewhat rigid concern was something she wasn't good at, and it was obviously something I should have been the one to comfort her, but I was so slow to respond that I even laughed at her for bringing so many things before we left...
"Aisun!" Xia Yibing saw her eyes flickering, and immediately understood that she had guessed it. She was afraid that the girl would blame her for overthinking, for example, she had behaved normally along the way, and none of the worst-case scenarios she expected had happened. Wouldn't it be "distrust" if she did this? ... She was afraid that Hitzfeld would think so, and wanted to say something to explain.
"It's not what you think. I actually-"
"Give me your hand."
"what?"
"Give me your hand—"
Although she was a little surprised and uneasy, Xia Yibing immediately stretched out her right hand and handed it to Hitzfeld, and watched her hold her hand and gently press and stroke the surface.
Her hands are cold.
This was the only thought in Hitzfeld's mind.
She knew what this meant - it meant that while she was occupying the only made bed and sleeping, the woman had been standing by her side, not even putting her hand under the quilt to get some warmth.
"Hey hey?" Xia Yibing began to make meaningless noises, because Hitzfeld actually pulled her onto the bed and tried to stuff her into the quilt in a very tough manner.
Does she want to suffocate me with the quilt?
Xia Yibing was full of confusion. She was actually quite hesitant... But Aisuen's attitude was so firm. So I'd better obey her first and see what she wanted to do.
She then took off her shoes in an alternating pattern and pulled her long black silk legs together, leaving only half of her face exposed, and blinked at the girl.
Hitzfeld didn't let her wait too long. He lay down on the other side and pressed one end of the quilt under him. Most of his body was curled up in the woman's arms, with his head on the pillow and face to face with her.
"Comfortable."
"?"
Of course it is comfortable... After all, the weather is as cold as winter. Who wouldn't be happy to curl up in a warm bed - especially a bed that you have warmed?
But Xia Yibing still didn't know what the girl was thinking, so her body and expression were tense and she didn't dare to breathe.
She was afraid that she would say something wrong again for no apparent reason.
"A place like this...is our common territory."
Hitzfeld came close to her, his eyes meeting hers.
"You can come here to keep warm anytime. I allow you unlimited access. You don't need to ask for my permission."
"..."
She meant heating, right?
"Of course it's just for warmth." Hitzfeld saw her breathing begin to become heavy and knew that she was thinking about something too artistic. "You're just rubbing two sticks together to make fire... Be careful not to get too angry and get acne on your face."
So you realized my concern for you and wanted to care for me in return, so you pulled me into the quilt to keep me warm?
After going around in circles for a long time, Xia Yibing finally understood what she meant.
She couldn't help but laugh - Yusilian always said that my ability to understand and express myself was several levels lower than Aisuen's, but Aisuen wasn't much better!
You just care about me, but you are too embarrassed to say it directly and have to go through such a big circle.
What territory... heating... unlimited permission...
Can you blame others for misunderstanding you when you say something like this?
"Aisun."
Xia Yibing believed that one of her greatest strengths was her ability to take action, so she chose to ask a tentative question directly: "Are you concerned about me?"
“…” Hitzfeld took two deep breaths and almost choked on the question.
She didn't understand why the two of them were so familiar with each other and had even "rubbed two sticks together to make fire" so many times, but this person could still ask such a question.
"Do you need me to clearly say 'Yes, I care about you' to be happy?"
Before Xia Yibing could react to what this meant, Hitzfeld gently but quickly lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, and ran to the bathroom.
