"Of course!" Yi Duan smiled and said, "You come and listen, I still want to ask for it!"

The three cheered, and Feng Chong asked honestly: "Miss Chief, do you think you should build some houses on the mountain so that the children can read easily here and save them from running back and forth?"

Yi Duan thought for a while and then said, "Let's do this, there is a place in the back mountain, built along the mountain, and built a school building. When the children come here to study, they will live in the school building."

"Leave this to me!" Feng Chong patted his chest and promised: "I will definitely build it. It is absolutely consistent with the village chief's construction style, so that it will not destroy the scenery on the mountain."

Yi Duan nodded and waved his hand and said, "That's it! You can prepare when you go back. In addition, the things in the back mountain should be completed as soon as possible."

The three of them said goodbye and left. Not long after, Feng Kang brought hundreds of people, one of them carrying a huge package to the mountain.

Yi Duan looked at Feng Kang with satisfaction, thinking that the old man had brought him daily necessities.

Feng Kang laughed and said, "Village Chief, these are all treasures passed down from our clan over the years. I think there is some use, so I brought them to the village chief."

Yi Duan was slightly stunned, opened Feng Kang's pocket and couldn't help but take a breath.

A bag of jade slips is made of the best purple jade.

You should know that the jade in Daxia can be said to be a general currency and is easier to use than anything else.

Jade is also divided into types, including white jade, green jade, red jade, and purple jade. Most of them are these types.

Among them, purple jade is the most rare, and it contains sufficient vitality, which is most suitable for making jade slips.

The purple jade pendant in Yi Duan's hand is one of the keys to the collection pavilion made by Hou Xia. As for the jade pendant given to him by Yu Long, it is not among these four types of jade, it is a more precious jade.

Yi Duan's whole body trembled. He was excited. With so many jade slips, whoever dared to say that Fuxi had fallen, would he want to kill anyone?

Jade slips are endless wealth, not to mention that there are hundreds of pockets of all sizes behind them? Even if they are all bamboo slips, it is a huge fortune!

Yi Duo opened his pockets one by one like crazy, and opened his last pocket, and he sat on the ground.

Red jade slips and purple jade slips are all extremely precious jade slips.

He finally knew why these descendants of Fuxi were unable to read one of them.

The jade slip is not a bamboo slip, so there is naturally no written record. It should be that the inheritance of Fuxi's family was cut off at a certain period of time, so later generations cannot view the contents of the jade slip.

Nowadays, there are several powerful figures in Dafeng Village, Feng Kang is one of them, Feng Siniang, Feng Chong, Feng Qing, and Man Da are just four of them.

As for the others, there are obvious traces of these four people in the mysterious magic techniques they use, and they should have taught them.

In other words, in Dafeng Village, only four members of the Fuxi clan know how to use some jade slips.

Feng Kang looked at Yi Duan who was limping on the ground with a smile and said with a smile: "Miss Minister, are these things still suitable?"

Yi Duan was already shocked and numb. He nodded barefly and said, "Old Feng, tell me, do you really don't know the purpose of these things?"

Feng Kang heard this and sighed, "I know a little bit, but I can't get in.

Now in our village, there are only me, Feng Siniang, Feng Chong, Feng Qing and others who can read these jade slips, and each one can understand one. As for the others, I can never read them again."

Yi Duan nodded. It should be a relationship between these four people who can see it. Their bloodline should be purer and stronger. Although they have not cultivated their souls and their powerful spiritual consciousness are enough to let them understand some simple jade slips.

Of course, their spiritual consciousness should be born, thanks to their blood relationship.

"Old Feng, these things are very useful, very useful!" Yi Duan nodded vigorously and said, "But these things are also disasters. From now on, no one in the village is allowed to disclose the existence of these things to the outside world. All of them are easy to preserve. I will ask everyone to use these things."

Feng Kang hurriedly said: "This is natural. We all know the pros and cons. We have never told outsiders over the years.

Village Chief, do you really know what these things are for?”

Yi Duan nodded heavily, almost shaking his head, "Of course I know."

"That's good, that's good!" Feng Kang said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "The things left by our ancestors have finally not been buried."

Yi Duan pinched a purple jade slip and sighed: "The ancestors have infinite wisdom and will to open the sky!

These are all things we want to inherit. Now that we have obtained the legacy of our ancestors, we will naturally have to carry forward it!

Don’t worry, Mr. Feng, I will definitely let Fuxi rise again and reappear the glory of the past.”

Feng Kang waved his hand and smiled, "It doesn't matter whether he rises or not. He has been here for so many years. He doesn't care about these empty people. As long as the children can gain knowledge and inherit the kindness of their ancestors, it is enough."

Yi Duan didn't know what to say. He was forty years old this year. Compared to this old man who had lived for more than two hundred years, he was just a baby. However, this old man never treated him as a baby on the spot and always regarded him as his leader.

This is a kind of trust, especially Yi Duan stayed in Dafeng Village for only two months in total. Although the people of Daxia are simple, they are not as simple as trusting as outsiders. Fengkang and the villagers of Dafeng Village trust him so much, it is naturally because of his bloodline and the reasons for the Xiahou.

Yi Duan pointed to a three-story attic behind him and said, "I'm sorry, Feng has put these things in place."

Feng Kang nodded and directed everyone to the building.

It's just a wooden loft, which uses good wood, exudes a faint fragrance, which can avoid mosquito bites.

In each building, rows of shelves had been neatly arranged, and there was nothing on the clips. It was the library that Yi Dun planned to use to place bamboo slips and jade slips.

He silently watched Feng Kang bring the jade slip into the attic with his people, and he felt a little moved.

He was just an infamous child raised by Yulong. He luckily met Kong Jia and Gao, and luckily had Fuxi bloodline. So many people cared for him, which surprised him.

Daxia, Daxia!

This is a desirable era, full of everything that only exists in dreams, as if all the beautiful things can be realized here.

Of course, the other side of beauty is evil. Unknown enemies hiding in high places or dark places will appear at any time, giving you a blow to the front and let you know how sinister the world is.
Chapter completed!