The teammates stood there and watched Feng Bujue talk nonsense and continue to talk nonsense with the leader of the Beggar Clan. (No., pop-up window... First,
According to Meng Jiu, he was standing guard at the entrance of the village to give directions to the gangster friends who had just entered the village, and also to find out the details of the various people. As a member of the Beggar Clan, he naturally had close contact with the gangsters.
Most of the characters are able to talk, no matter how different religions they are, they all have to give the old beggar some points.
Meng Jiujiang told Feng Bujue and the others the rules for passing through the main roads and small roads. Feng Bujue's first reaction after hearing the words was to ask: "According to this statement, there are no evil ways in Cangling Town today."
Are they all from decent families and well-known figures in the world?"
The old beggar immediately laughed: "Are all decent people from famous families good people?" He asked in reply: "Those who are famous for being chivalrous, are they really honest and gentlemen behind their backs?"
Feng Bujue smiled: "Junior has learned a lesson..." In fact, he just wanted Meng Jiu to make this clear. With Feng Bujue's personality, how could he believe that those people were good people? Even Meng Jiu in front of him
Nine, he doesn’t fully trust me.
Another focus of the conversation between the two was that Meng Jiu introduced the basic situation in Cangling Town today. It can be said that... on the surface, there is an undercurrent, but secretly... everyone is already in a state of fear.
The negotiation with the NPC who provided the plot explanation lasted for more than 20 minutes, and Feng Bujue got almost all the information he could get. After listening to the narration, he thanked the senior, and then led his teammates toward
Departed from town.
After leaving the sight of the old beggar, Xiaotan came up and said, "Brother Jue, did you hear that? Something is not good!"
"Which part are you referring to?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Of course it's the part about 'someone disappears every night'!" Xiao Tan continued.
"Although Meng Jiu said seriously that it was caused by ghosts..." Feng Bujue said with a smile: "But I think... you are the only one who will fully believe it."
Sad Ling also smiled and said to Xiao Tan: "Even the other NPCs in this script will not believe this rhetoric. The old beggar is obviously trying to scare us. I'm afraid even he himself doesn't believe it."
"How come you can see it?" Xiao Tan asked doubtfully.
Sadling replied: "Isn't this obvious? If Meng Jiuruo really believed that there was a ghost, how dare he stay on the street every night to blow the wind? At least find a roofed house to hide, right?
"
Feng Bujue also said: "Meng Jiu said that people disappear here every night, ranging from seven or eight people to as many as ten people... I think more than 90% of those missing people were killed by 'people'.
In other words...fighting each other to death." He paused: "Maybe only one or two actually encountered some kind of supernatural thing."
Sadling continued: "And all of these people in the world know this in their hearts, but no one will try to refute the so-called haunting theory."
Xiao Tan nodded. He seemed to understand: "So they can also use the cover of the ghost story to kill others in the future?"
Feng Bujue snapped his fingers: "Correct."
Young Master Atobe said at this time: "But why do these people do this? They have all come to Cangling Town. Is it just to occupy a front row position when the duel occurs, so they take advantage of these few days.
Looking for every opportunity to secretly kill other viewers?"
"Hey, you don't understand the affairs of Jianghu." Feng Bujue said earnestly, as if he understood very well: "Fame, profit, whatever people want, grudges and hatreds all arise from this. Jianghu is the general.
These are most vividly reflected in a large dye vat. If a group of martial arts people are allowed to stay in a specific and suitable environment, human nature will be exposed." He glanced at the dark and quiet village around him: "On weekdays
There are always some people you don't like, maybe you are jealous of them, maybe they have offended you. Maybe you know the dirty things they do secretly, or they know the dirty things you do secretly. But everyone is in the way.
Because of one's own or the other party's identity, due to the rules of the world, ethics, etc.... it is impossible to do anything outside." He smiled: "Look at how good this place is in Cangling Town, it can be said that you don't care... God doesn't care.
, The local government doesn’t care, the officials don’t care. At night, you can quietly go out and kill those guys you have tolerated for a long time, and push them onto the ghosts that no one knows whether they exist. Everyone is doing this. I understand.
Isn’t it good that we don’t announce it and no one exposes anyone?”
"I said... you think so darkly about people's minds..." Young Master Atobu couldn't help but shrink his neck as he listened to Feng Bujue's vivid description.
"Your family is pretty good, right?" Feng Bujue looked at him and said with a smile.
"How do you know?" Master Atobe asked.
"Haha..." Feng Bujue touched his chin and said, "It's really hard to come up with a name, it's really hard to name, and it's really hard to name the three of them. They are all like that... Although they blatantly bully you on weekdays, when you encounter
Friends who are always ahead of you when it comes to work, um... let me guess, brothers you made while studying."
"Hey...can you see such a thing?" Master Atobe asked in surprise.
Feng Bujue patted Jibu's shoulder and sighed: "You... so you don't know that people's hearts are sinister." He then turned to look at Xiaotan.
Xiaotan also smiled and said nothing, with the expression of someone who had been there before.
"When you work for someone else one day and get in touch with more people in society, you will know how many bitches there are in the world and how bitchy people can be," Feng Bujue said.
While they were talking, something suddenly happened.
But in a small alley in front of me, a figure suddenly flashed out. It was a scholar in green clothes, about thirty years old, with a handsome, elegant appearance. A woman who was new to the world would be afraid of seeing such an appearance.
Then my heart felt hot and my cheeks felt dizzy.
But at this moment, this handsome guy looked a little embarrassed, and it could be seen that he had been injured, and the injury was quite serious. His left shoulder was stained red with blood, and when he ran, he not only staggered, but his breathing was completely messed up. Under the moonlight
Below, his pale face and frightened expression looked particularly sad.
When he came to the street, he just had time to look up at Feng Bujue and the others, and when he opened his mouth to speak but before he made a sound, his body suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a truck, his waist bent sideways, and his whole body flew sideways.
He went out and hit a wall on the side of the road. He died within a few breaths.
Feng Bujue raised his hand to signal his teammates not to step forward. He quickly walked up and took a closer look at the body. It turned out that the person's ejection action just now was caused by more than ten nails on the side of the torso.
Hit by a hidden weapon, it flew away as if shot by a shotgun.
Soon after, Feng Bujue was about to raise his head and look towards the direction where the hidden weapon was coming from, when he himself was attacked...
