After dealing with those villagers, Ye Tiancheng and the others continued to follow Ye Wuji in a fixed direction.
The roads in the village were a bit complicated.
After all, the village was not small and did not appear to be particularly poor, so it had a considerable population. With more people, there were naturally more houses. The villagers built houses without necessarily much planning or consideration for many factors.
Therefore, there were indeed some winding paths.
It was not as orderly as a big city.
To be honest, even in big cities, there were some irregular and complex road conditions, let alone in a place like this.
But for Ye Wuji, he had grown up here since he was young. He could not be more familiar with this place. The road home was one he had walked countless times since he was old enough to understand.
Children growing up in villages were not always accompanied by adults.
Most of the time, they were free and unfettered in this remote place, growing up wild and resilient like weeds.
After Ye Wuji left home, if there was anything he yearned for, his former home would undoubtedly be one of them. Therefore, in countless memories, even those from his childhood, he could still recall the way home.
Finally, Ye Wuji stopped in front of a door.
He landed back on Ye Tiancheng's shoulder but seemed a little restless.
Of course, Ye Wuji was not sitting, as he was currently in the form of a bird. However, Ye Wuji's current state could indeed be described as restless.
He could barely stand still.
He would occasionally lift his left foot, then his right.
Anyone with eyes could see that Ye Wuji was very nervous.
When Ye Tiancheng noticed this, he gently patted Ye Wuji, who was hopping on his shoulder. Ye Wuji then calmed down a little.
After Ye Wuji had calmed down a bit, Ye Tiancheng walked to the main door and knocked on the door knocker.
However, after knocking on the door knocker, Ye Tiancheng and the little fox waited for a long time without any response.
Ye Tiancheng tried several more times, but still, no one responded.
His expression became hesitant.
Ye Tiancheng said, "Is it possible that no one is home?"
This was clearly said to Ye Wuji.
When Ye Wuji heard Ye Tiancheng's question, he quietly replied, "Impossible. When I lived at home, my mother was always there. My father went out to work, so even if my father wasn't home, my mother would definitely be home."
Hearing Ye Wuji say this, Ye Tiancheng couldn't help but recall when they were in the Zeng family ancestral hall, checking the genealogy. On the genealogy, they had seen a brief account of the life of a man with the same name as Ye Wuji's father.
What if the man on the genealogy was indeed Ye Wuji's biological father?
And who knew what timeline they were in? What if Ye Wuji's biological father had already left home at this very moment and was not here?
In that case, would Ye Wuji's mother still be holding on here?
However, after thinking this way, Ye Tiancheng quickly dismissed the idea.
When they entered the village earlier, the villagers saw them and asked where they were going. After learning that Ye Tiancheng and the others' destination was that particular house, they did not say that the house was no longer inhabited.
Therefore, there should still be people at home.
Thus, Ye Tiancheng patiently knocked on the door for a while longer.
While he said "patiently," he was actually a little agitated and confused. As he knocked, the force of his hand gradually increased. This was an unconscious action, not intentional on Ye Tiancheng's part.
Unexpectedly, as his strength increased, he heard a "clatter" from behind the door, as if something had fallen. Then, the main door slowly opened, directly knocked open by Ye Tiancheng.
Ye Tiancheng, the little fox, and Ye Wuji were all a bit surprised and stunned.
However, after the door opened and they saw the situation clearly, they understood what had happened.
Perhaps the bolt on the door was not fully secured by the person who bolted it. The bolt was slightly disengaged, so when Ye Tiancheng applied a little more force, the bolt was directly shaken off from the outside.
With the bolt gone, rural houses like this did not have any particularly strong anti-theft measures. When the bolt fell, the door naturally opened.
Since the door was open, there was no point in lingering at the entrance.
Although the door opened because it was not properly closed, Ye Wuji couldn't help but feel a little worried after no one answered for so long.
At this moment, he had completely forgotten that this place could not be considered entirely real.
However, while the events that happened here might not be entirely unreal, and it was possible that the past was being recreated, this place might be based on Ye Wuji's past memories, but it did not mean that the timeline recreated here would necessarily be completely consistent and accurate with Ye Wuji's memories.
After entering the door, Ye Tiancheng and the others tried to walk inside.
The layout of the house was not particularly complicated, so it was easy to know where to go in such a place.
It could be basically determined that the place they were heading towards was likely the main hall.
Before they even approached the door of the main hall, Ye Tiancheng and the others all heard sounds coming from the main hall. The sounds seemed to be the creaking of wood and gentle knocking noises.
Ye Wuji suddenly became a little excited.
He flew up and said, "It's Mother weaving."
Hearing Ye Wuji say this, Ye Tiancheng and the others immediately followed Ye Wuji and quickly walked towards the main hall.
It turned out to be the sound of a loom.
However, even so, Ye Tiancheng and the little fox couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
If Ye Wuji's mother was at home, why didn't anyone come to open the door after they had knocked for so long? Logically, with such a short distance, the people inside should have been able to hear the commotion outside quite easily.