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Chapter 882

"Brother, don't be nervous. We don't mean any harm. It's really urgent that we came to see Uncle Wu Mo this time. Please let me know. [ #_ ]"

"How do I know if you have any malicious intentions? Last time, several people came and said they wanted to find my grandfather with the same words as you, but in the end they injured my grandfather. If he hadn't been very lucky, he would have died in the mountains long ago.

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Obviously the other party didn't really believe Gao Meng's words, and he still stood there and looked coldly at the stranger in front of him.

"Old man Wu Mo was injured, when?" Upon hearing this, not only Gao Meng's expression changed, but also Ye Huang's expression changed drastically.

Someone had already looked for Old Man Wumo before them.

"Stop being so pretentious, it's you who did it!"

"We? Little brother, please don't slander me. It's our first time here today, and it's wrong for you to say this." Gao Meng had never been wronged like this before. The latter was a little angry when he said this.

"Mr. Gao, don't talk for now. Let me talk to him." Seeing Gao Meng getting angry, Ye Huang hurriedly blocked him.

It's not easy for them to lower their arrogance when they usually hold high positions, even today it's for their own son.

After being blocked by Ye Huang, Gao Meng realized that he was here to ask for help today, and secretly cursed himself for being confused.

"Teacher Ye, I am confused."

"It's okay, let me tell you." Nodding, Huang Huang turned to look at the young man standing in front of the door and took off the hat on his head.

"Do you think we are the same people you say we are?"

"So what if it's different? Aren't you going to change someone?" the latter said somewhat unreasonably, but it was obviously much more relaxed.

Although Wucha could see that the six people in front of him were also wearing thick thermal clothing, but the colors were a little different, but at this time he was still not sure of the purpose of these people, so he spoke so rudely.

"Haha, what you said makes sense. Then can you tell me when Uncle Wu Mo was injured and what the person who came to see Uncle Wu Mo was wearing last time."

"A month ago, the person who came here was similar to you. They were also wearing similar clothes, but they were shorter in stature. Are you really not with those people?"

"What do you think? If we really had any ill intentions, I'm afraid we wouldn't stand and talk to you like this, right?" Ye Huang shrugged and said with a smile, but his heart sank.

He heard Gao Meng say that very few people knew that Uncle Wumo of the Hezhe tribe was a great shaman, and it was definitely not a good thing for someone to find the old man a month before he came.

This was also confirmed by the young man in front of him who claimed to be the grandson of Uncle Wu Mo.

"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe you want me to take you to see my grandpa. People are dangerous now, and you come here in the middle of the night, so you have to be careful." Although he said this, Wucha had already lowered his tone.

Be wary.

Mainly because he saw a national flag embroidered on Ye Huang's cold-proof clothes.

"Are you Chinese?"

"Why, the group of people who came to see Uncle Wu Mo are not Chinese?"

Wu Cha's question made Emperor Ye frown.

"No, although they also speak Chinese, I can tell that they are not Chinese." Wucha said, shaking his head.

"How to say?"

"They speak Chinese in a very stiff tone, and from time to time they will say something like "Baga" in the Sun Country. Although I have never been to the Sun Country, I can still hear these things as I grew up watching anti-war movies.

Come."

"I didn't let grandpa go with them at first, but grandpa just wouldn't listen. If grandpa hadn't used some Qimen Dunjia to circle around the mountain, he would probably be killed by them now."

"People from the Sun Country? How can they speak Chinese?" When Wucha said this, Gao Meng was also surprised.

Although there is no denying that many people in the Kingdom of the Sun have learned Chinese over the years, he heard correctly just now that a team can speak it, which is a bit strange.

"This is not surprising. When the Kingdom of the Sun invaded our country more than a hundred years ago, there were many special teams disguised as our country's army. Now that our relationship with the Kingdom of the Sun is so tense, I guess the little devils are trying to trick us again.

Maybe you don’t know that in our northeastern area, there are many orphans left over from the Kingdom of the Sun. They have lived in our land for so many years, and it is not easy for them to speak Chinese."

"The orphan of the Kingdom of the Sun!" As soon as Ye Huang said these words, everyone around him exclaimed.

Everyone is not stupid, and they all understand why Emperor Ye left the orphan of the Sun Country at the end.

"Yes, brother, if I guessed correctly, the person who came to Uncle Wu Mo last time should be the orphan of the Sun Kingdom, but I don't understand how they could target Uncle Wu Mo?"

"My grandfather once took on an apprentice, who seemed to be an orphan from the Kingdom of the Sun..."

Not long after Ye Huang finished speaking, Wucha, who was standing in front of the door, suddenly said something.

"Really?" Ye Huang asked with eyes brightening.

If the little brother in front of me didn't tell lies, then some things would be explained clearly.

Emperor Ye knew in his heart that if he guessed correctly, Uncle Wu Mo's apprentice should be specially sent to learn Uncle Wu Mo's techniques.

Although Emperor Ye has always hated these bastards from the Sun Kingdom, he has to admit that this is an extremely studious nation.

The Sun State learned from China's civilization for thousands of years and finally set foot on the land of China, almost causing China to subjugate itself. A few decades ago, it learned from Western technology and became the world's second largest technological power. Even now, China is in some aspects

Still not as good as the declining Sun Kingdom.

Now that he has come to steal the Chinese magic, I'm afraid a conspiracy is brewing behind the scenes.

Ye Huang knew that this trip to the Northeast was not in vain. At least he had already figured out some things. What actions he would take later were no longer like a headless fly.

"I don't need to lie to you. It's just that this man learned my grandfather's skills and left. He hasn't been back for more than ten years. My grandfather never allowed me to mention this matter."

"I believe you are not lying, but I also want to ask, is Uncle Wumo seriously injured?"

Ye Huang asked this just to find out whether the latter could go to Yucheng due to his injury. If not, he might have to find someone else.

"It's okay, but my grandpa still got the root of the disease. Now he has to hold the old wild ginseng in his mouth every day, otherwise he would cough badly. Those bastards punched my grandpa in the lungs. He was an eighty-year-old man...

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Thinking of the murder those bastards had done to his grandfather that day, there was a light of hatred in Wucha's eyes.~


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