"Evidence?" Captain Tu smiled: "It's very simple."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Han Sanqian in a few steps, then grabbed Han Sanqian's shoulder, turned him to face everyone, and then said in a cold voice: "Everyone, what is the difference between him and us?"
A group of people immediately observed carefully, but they couldn't tell what the difference was at the moment.
"We all have noses and eyes, but there is no difference."
"He is just a little shorter and a little thinner, so there is nothing wrong with him."
Captain Tu smiled sinisterly, and then with a move of his hand, he slightly pulled open the collar of Han Sanqian's clothes: "Demon people, no matter what kind of monsters you are, most of them are extremely strong. Even though there are some skinny ones who survive, but
He has my demon mark on his neck, please take a look at his neck."
"He is not a demon."
"This guy...yes, Captain Tu didn't say it, but he hasn't observed it carefully. If you look closely, it's really obvious."
Following Captain Tu's words, everyone suddenly realized that the people of the demon race are all kinds of strange and have different looks. This in itself is not a special thing. If this is the case, it is indeed possible to find someone who looks the same as the Central Plains human race.
However, the demon pattern on the neck cannot be faked by other clans. Only people living in the land of demons can enjoy it.
"If you say so, isn't that right? The so-called people who are not from our clan must have different minds. Moreover, the Central Plains human race does not dare to cross the city of Youming at all. How could he come to us? This is obvious.
Well."
"That's true. Ordinary people would not dare to go so far into our demon clan."
Many people nodded in agreement, as if what they said made sense.
"Can't they be people from the Central Plains who were captured by Moyun Ghost City?" Mr. Chen faced the pressure, but still did not draw a premature conclusion on the matter.
As soon as these words came out, the place was immediately shaken, and many public sentiments were suppressed.
But almost at this moment, a soft shout broke the brief peace.
"I remembered that I saw this guy at the city gate. When he first entered the city, he came in with a group of old men from Moyun Ghost City."
Hearing this, the crowd was aroused again, and Captain Tu, who had been having a headache, regained his complacency and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, if you are a Central Plains human being captured by Moyun Ghost City, your status will naturally be lower than that of ordinary slaves. Why?
Survive to this day? Secondly, and most importantly, even if this kid is lucky enough to have survived, he is still strong and strong. Shouldn't he be locked up with those slaves who are also young?"
"Why did you end up entering the city with a few old men later?"
"In this situation, it is inevitable that there is no three hundred taels of silver here." After saying this, he bowed respectfully and expressed to Mr. Chen that he had been rude.
Mr. Chen did not complain, but his face was slightly embarrassed. He looked at Han Sanqian and said: "What Captain Tu said about this matter is not unreasonable. Mr., can you explain something?"
Han Sanqian gave a wry smile: "I'm going to tell you that I wasted some time looking for someone, and happened to meet a few old men, so we went to the city to look for someone together. I'm afraid no one will believe it, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Chen was even more embarrassed, but Captain Tu and others on the side laughed happily.
"Look, Guizhou Donkey is at the end of his rope. He can't find a reasonable reason to explain it."
"Catch him and interrogate him severely. He is such a scum. He will not be convinced unless he is killed."
The crowd was so excited that Mr. Chen didn't know what to do for a while. At this time, he could only look helplessly at his own city lord.
The city lord kept looking at Han Sanqian with a smile. Even at this moment, he still didn't have the slightest malice. Han Sanqian could tell that he was not the kind of mediocre lord who would believe others based on just a few words.
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At this time, he raised his hand slightly to signal the crowd to be quiet, and then slowly walked down.
"He is not a slave of Moyun Ghost City at all." When he came to Han Sanqian, he looked at Han Sanqian and said with a smile: "Am I right?"
"Yes." Han Sanqian smiled.
"If he's not a slave, then what is he? This seems to be more proof that he is a spy." Someone immediately shouted.
He kept staring at Han Sanqian, but suddenly turned around and smiled, still looking at Han Sanqian, and said: "If he is not a spy, then do you think he is the god descended from heaven?"
