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Chapter 1770 What's going on here!

The waiter smiled and Han Sanqian glanced at Qin Qingfeng. Qin Qingfeng took out a membranaceous crystal the size of a booze, and the waiter's face was immediately in a dilemma.

At this moment, Wang Simin suddenly another fist-sized amethyst hit the table: "What about now?"

The waiter smiled and reached out to touch it. Wang Simin directly slapped the amethyst.

The waiter glanced at Han Sanqian sensibly: "This guest, please ask."

Han Sanqian pointed to Xiaotao next to him: "I want to ask you, do you know her?"

The waiter looked at Xiaotao along his hand, looked at him for a long time, and smiled: "This girl is very beautiful, but I don't know her."

Han Sanqian felt a little sank: "Don't you know her? She should be from your village. Do you really don't know her?"

The waiter glanced at Xiaotao again and shook his head: "Celebrity, I really don't know you. There is no such person in Wuyou Village."

This made Han Sanqian frown. Could it be that Xiaotao is not a person here? It shouldn't be that Xiaotao is the descendant of Pangu, and this village is the only known village in the Pangu branch. How could he not know Xiaotao?

Could it be that Xiaotao is from another branch?

Could it be a mistake?

But this is unlikely. Qin Qingfeng once said that when the entire Pangu tribe was massacred, only one Pangu tribe who went out was spared from the massacre. He later immigrated here and quietly lived in seclusion.

Han Sanqian quietly glanced at the second brother and saw that there was also a Pangu axe mark on his arm like Xiaotao. It was just that compared to Xiaotao, the mark on his arm was very light and small.

"Little brother, are your name Cheng Niu?"

Just when Han Sanqian was incredible and couldn't figure out what was going on, Xiao Tao, who was beside him, suddenly spoke out.

Han Sanqian quickly locked his eyes at the waiter. The waiter was stunned. After a moment of silence, he looked at Xiaotao incredibly: "This guest official, how do you know the little one's real name?"

When Han Sanqian heard the waiter's confirmation, his brows frowned even tightly. What's going on?

The waiter doesn’t know Xiaotao, but Xiaotao knows the waiter?!

Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, Xiaotao shook his head in a panic: "I...I...I...I don't know what's going on, I...I...I suddenly remembered in my mind that his name is Cheng Niu."

The waiter also frowned at this time. He was not surprised if someone called him Xiao Niuzi in the inn, but if he wanted to call him the name Cheng Niu, he could count it with just one finger.

Most of the people who do their jobs use names, and unless they are familiar with each other, they will not know their real name at all.

But he really didn't know Xiaotao. He looked through all the memories in his mind, but he didn't remember that he had seen Xiaotao.

Han Sanqian couldn't understand what was going on. At this moment, Qin Qingfeng smiled and said to the waiter: "Okay, Xiao Er, go and do your business, it's time for us to have a meal."

Although the second brother agreed, he turned around every three steps and frowned, unable to think of what was going on.

After sending the waiter brother, Qin Qingfeng said, "If you ask any more, you can't ask any questions. I guess Xiaotao suddenly remembered something, but it's just one-sided. As for the waiter, maybe you can't tell if you don't know Xiaotao. There are so many things you remember in this world. You have dinner first, it's getting late. Tomorrow we will find the village chief here and ask."

Han Sanqian thought about it and thought it made sense, so he no longer got involved in this issue.

After dinner, Han Sanqian asked the waiter for four guest rooms. After that, Han Sanqian went back to the house to practice.

Wang Simin couldn't stop and took Xiaotao out after dinner. For this young lady, everything in Wuyou Village was so strange and so curious.

However, not long after Han Sanqian entered into meditation, he suddenly felt that there was something strangely quiet around him. The kind of quietness, and the kind of tranquility that Han Sanqian was alone in an extremely empty place.

Han Sanqian felt a chill. Damn it wasn't the sequelae of the poisoning? After the meal, he actually asked his master specifically, but he couldn't see the reason. He could only see that he was fine on the surface. However, the master also told Han Sanqian that it was because the poison he had planted before was still not attacked in his body. Although he didn't know why it did not occur, he believed that Han Sanqian's poison would not be completely alright after seven days of rest.

Therefore, Han Sanqian also felt that something was wrong with him because he had released his spiritual consciousness specifically, and the surroundings were still quiet.

That kind of quiet, even quiet makes people feel a little scary.

But at this moment, he heard Xiaotao and Wang Simin's singing in detail, and even the sound of them going upstairs could be heard clearly. Han Sanqian frowned and relaxed a little from entering the meditation.

At this time, although the entire inn was not noisy and lively in the afternoon, I could also hear the sound of the waiter cleaning up the tables and chairs downstairs.

This made Han Sanqian very confused. What's going on?!
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