The blue flowers are fragrant with fragrant grass, and each chicken and a dog are busy. A few people play in the mountains and forests, and the sound of elks is shocked and dew is heavy. Zhang Jian and others stand under the big tree at the entrance of Maojia Village and watch the children running around in the village, sometimes sniffing the flowers and sometimes playing with grass, and their faces are all ignoring the dark mud stains on the ground, smiling and full of laughter.

Zhang Jian stood alone on the big bluestone in the village and looked at the entire village. A blue dress was slapped on the bustling small village, making the ancient houses look more natural. Stacks of collapsed grass were randomly piled in front of each household, causing a greedy old cow to chew hard. Several fat ducks flapped their wings around the haystack, and collectively stretched their necks to carefully feed in the dry haystack. In Zhang Jian's eyes, everything here showed a prosperous scene of small farmers.

Luo Yu's panicked expression disrupted Zhang Jian and others' mood of watching the rural scenery. He saw him looking around urgently, looking for the lost Forensic Xu.

Zhang Jian stepped forward and asked, "Did Doctor Xu not come with us?" Luo Yu replied depressedly: "No, it seems that we disappeared after we entered the fog."

Chu Xiao gave Zhang Jian a wink and said indifferently: "She may not have just fainted. We will probably find her when we leave here. Don't worry, since Mao Yu has no intention of hurting us, he will naturally not treat Doctor Xu." Chu Xiao's words did not have a comforting effect on Luo Yu, but his brows frowned even more.

Chu Xiao pulled Zhang Jian, who was puzzled, and said, "Luo will solve the problem of Forensic Xu by himself. You will also observe the surrounding environment first. If my judgment is not wrong, we will be in big trouble."

Zhang Jian asked in confusion: "What big trouble? And the Maojia Village we visited before is not like this."

Chu Xiao replied worriedly: "I am not very clear about the situation now. I think it is very likely that we have fallen into the crack of time and returned to Maojia Village in the past. Moreover, in this time and space, our bodies are illusory, and nothing can be done except to see them." As he said that, a yellow butterfly flew through Chu Xiao's body.

"It's really hey, but aren't we covered by Mao Yu's fog? How could we fall into the crack of time?" As soon as Zhang Jian finished speaking, Chu Xiao suddenly pounced on Zhang Jian and pulled his head and shouted: "It's not you kid. The star chips you had emerged from your body before must contain the power of time. If they appear in an extremely unstable space, they will siphon, and suck everything around them into the time tunnel. What kind of evil have I done? I have recruited employees like you, and I don't know how long I will stay here. I finally returned to this position!"

"Okay, okay, let's think of a solution. But before that, we can see what happened twenty years ago?" Zhang Jian pulled Chu Xiao off his body, rubbed his shoulders on his own, and said with great interest.

"That's because you haven't stayed in other time and space. If you can't eat or touch anything, and you can't see you for a few weeks, don't go crazy at me then." Chu Xiao thought of the white pilot in the photo of the archives saved by the special bureau in the last century. His empty eyes were as creepy as if he was sucked away from the yang energy.

Chu Xiao tried hard to recall the autobiography of the pilot who returned after Bermuda's disappearance twenty years ago. He hoped to find some clues from it, after all, no one had ever experienced the gap in time.

"Look, is that the scene of the village chief entertaining guests in the notebook?" Luo Yu temporarily put aside the anxiety of losing his lover and shouted at the three people standing next to a cement house not far from the entrance of the village.

Zhang Jian looked along Lao Luo's finger and saw that, yes, it was the scene when the village chief wrote in his diary that he warmly welcomed two engineers to visit his home. So now it should be June 1997, when a small oil field appeared in Maojia Village. Hey, why did the Erpi family child recorded in the notebook look so much like the younger Mao Yu? Is it the same person?

"Old Luo, what do you think?" Chu Xiao looked at Luo Yu who lowered his head and moaned. It was obvious that he was a professional policeman, so he should listen to professional opinions on this kind of investigation deployment.

"My opinion is that I will go with Mao Yu alone, and Chu Xiao, you will go with the village chief alone. I think this village chief is a key figure. As for Comrade Zhang, based on your force, I think you can follow those engineers to their group to take a look." Zhang Jian glanced at the proud Chu Xiao and agreed to this arrangement. Chu Xiao seems to be a disciple of the Legal family, so he should be a little sensitive, right? Although Zhang Jian comforted himself, he always felt that he would cause something.

...

Zhang Hua, thirty-five years old, was assigned to work as a technical worker in a large oil field in the north fifteen years ago after graduating from the oil university in the north. Zhang Hua is an active person by nature. He stayed in the northern oil fields all day and was not the life he wanted. In the 1980s, a huge wave of landfall blew up the land of China, so Zhang Hua resolutely took the hundreds of dollars he had saved to do business with the hundreds of dollars he had saved.

Although the 360-year-old industry is the top scholar, there is also a saying that the industry is like a mountain. In the first decade of Zhang Hua's journey, he set up stalls and sold shoes, started factories to collect scrap iron. Although he was busy, he did not make much money. Until one day, his old classmate and good buddy, Dong Wei came to Zhejiang to find him and persuaded Zhang Hua to work with him for a big vote.

Dong Wei said that he found a small oil field in a small place in Jiangsu, and now he needs an experienced and knowledgeable person to help him check it out. He was moved by a moment ago, and Zhang Hua agreed to Dong Wei's request and drove to Jiangsu with him overnight. Dong Wei's ancestral home is Jiangsu. Although he was born in Zhejiang, he still has a certain influence in Jiangsu, so Zhang Hua thought this matter was reliable.

When he arrived at the small county town that Dong Wei mentioned, a group of small cadres in the county accompanied him overnight in the guesthouse, hoping to keep Dong Wei, the God of Wealth. After drinking and eating, Dong Wei told Zhang Hua that although he determined the oil field below, he was not easy to judge the amount of oil contained, so he remembered Zhang Hua, who had the best grades in the class in the past. If the annual output value reaches 100,000 tons, he would distribute part of the shares to Zhang Hua and let him manage an oil field. Part of the equity of an oil field is a wealth of hundreds of thousands or millions, and Zhang Hua was moved.

The next day, Zhang Jian hurriedly took an engineer assistant to Maojia Village and rushed to the land north of Maojia Village to survey the total amount of the oil field. Finally, he judged that the oil field was close to a medium-sized oil field, with an annual output of 30 tons, and it could last for 20 to 30 years if it was opened.

On the way back, he was warmly treated by the village chief of Maojia Village. Obviously, he was very happy at this time. Zhang Hua worked hard for so many years and finally had his best wishes.

That day, Zhang Hua returned to the guesthouse in a daze. After being extremely excited, he fell asleep in a daze. The business world has been ups and downs for ten years, and today he finally opened his eyes to heaven, allowing him to make a huge fortune and live a comfortable life with his family. Finally, he fell asleep on the wooden bed with beautiful dreams and tears on his face.

Zhang Jian, who was in a illusory state, looked speechlessly at the man in front of him who was sometimes ecstatic and sometimes crying, and muttered in his heart that these guys might look like they were crazy.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!