Village chief Zhu Buxiu, Zhu Ziting and Murong Yin sat down together.
What a coincidence, this village chief is also named Zhu.
Murong Yin couldn't help but want to laugh. Are all people named Zhu good at poisoning?
Zhu Buxiu's shrewd eyes passed over the four bodies of Murong Yin, and paused for a moment longer on Yun Yi and Murong Yin. A hint of sinisterness flashed through his eyes.
"I wonder where you guys are from? How did you end up in this remote village of ours?"
Zhu Buxiu smiled, but his eyes shrewdly stared at a few people.
"We are from Huacheng. We have experienced all the way here. We were attacked by a group of monsters in the middle. We escaped all the way. We passed by here for several days before we came to bother your village."
Lingxuan had a smile on his face, like a polite and wealthy young man.
Flower city?
Zhu Buxiu's eyes changed.
After Jiuyou Continent fell into a secret realm, only seven cities remained.
Shura, Wangyou, Bliss, Senluo, Holy Capital, Water Mist and Flower City.
Shura is the master of killing, Bliss is the master of sin, Wangyou is the most harmonious, Senluo is the world of martial arts idiots, the holy city is named holy, the city of water and mist is actually a sect, all of them are women, and the flower city is a comprehensive
The city has both outside practitioners and aristocratic families who have lived here for generations, making it the only city that was well preserved during that catastrophe.
These four men in extraordinary clothes claimed to be from Huacheng, which made Zhu Buxiu feel reasonable, and at the same time, the vigilance in his eyes gradually faded away.
He exchanged glances with Zhu Ziting calmly, and a sincere and "kind" smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I see, then I can rest assured."
After finishing speaking, he pretended to mention something casually: "Not long ago, there was a group of people who claimed to be from aristocratic families. As a result, those people burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil in our small village. Many old, weak, women and children in the village were murdered...
...." Zhu Buxiu had a sad look on his face: "The old man was also afraid, so he asked the villagers to guard at the entrance of the village to prevent outsiders from entering. Please forgive the disrespect of the villagers."
The words were sincere, sincere and extremely sad. If it hadn't been for the "entrance gift" she had experienced before, Murong Yin would have believed it.
There was a touch of sarcasm in his eyes, a considerate curve at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of gentle and harmless eyes: "I'm serious, if you weren't willing to take us in, we would definitely be sleeping on the street again at this time. The elders in the family know
It’s time to feel distressed and nagging again.”
Hearing this, Zhu Buxiu's eyes flashed with light, and he asked calmly: "Haha, it is common for parents to worry about their children going out for training, so don't bother me, young master. By the way, which family does the young master belong to?
There are many aristocratic families in Huacheng, and I have met him a few times by chance, but the young master looks a bit strange—"
After hearing this, the curvature of Murong Yin's mouth remained unchanged, and she sneered inwardly.
He is indeed a cunning person!
Fortunately they were well prepared before coming!
"My father's surname is Hua. I am the youngest child in the family and I don't show much publicity, so my old man looks at me a little strange." Murong Yin said unhurriedly and pointed to the side: "This is the young master of the Xue family.
He has been frail and sick since he was a child, and rarely shows up. There is also this one, the son of a wealthy businessman in Huacheng, whose surname is Zhao. Next to him is his childhood playmate, whose surname is Mo."
Murong Yin introduced them one by one, and saw Zhu Buxiu's eyes becoming gentler and gentler. He lowered his eyelids to cover the dim light in his eyes, then raised his head again, and said still gently and harmlessly: "The four of us grew up together, and we are talented.
He’s not very outstanding, so he’s naturally not famous in Huacheng. It’s normal that I haven’t heard of it. I didn’t expect that I am so well-informed that even the young masters of the Huacheng family recognize him.”
"Haha~, that was all a matter of my youth. Just don't blame the old man's suspicion, young master." Zhu Buxiu smiled and reassured, turning his eyes to Zhu Ziting, who had been silent since the beginning. After a while, the two made eye contact.
, Zhu Buxiu turned his head again and looked at Murong Yin and others: "You guys must be very tired after running around for many days. There are only a few thatched huts here. Although they are simple, they are better than clean. If you don't mind it, you can
How about taking a rest?"
Murong Yin said "Where is there", showing her humility to the end, and under the leadership of Zhu Buxiu, she arrived at the resting place.
Murong Yin raised his eyes and looked around. There were two thatched huts in total. They looked quite clean. The four of them happened to share a room.
"This is a place for a few of you to rest. Farmers, there are only these two empty rooms. I feel sorry for you. I will call you again after dinner."
Murong Yin withdrew her scrutinizing gaze and looked at Zhu Buxiu with a smile: "Thank you, old man."
"You're welcome, little playboy."
Seeing the four people entering the house, Zhu Buxiu turned around and walked out of the backyard with Zhu Ziting. The warm smile on his face disappeared, and the gloom in his eyes faintly appeared: "Here comes someone!"
"master!"
Zhu Ziting's eyes flashed. A farmer wearing coarse linen clothes was half-kneeling in front of Zhu Buxiu. His face was gloomy and unkind, and he couldn't be expected to be honest as a farmer.
"Keep an eye on these four people. If there is any abnormality, report them immediately!"
"yes!"
After the man left, only Zhu Buxiu and Zhu Ziting were left.
Zhu Ziting rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhu thinks there is something wrong with those people?"
"Not long after the army of Gu insects ten miles away from the village was wiped out, these people appeared at the entrance of the village. Do you believe that they are fine?" There was sarcasm in Zhu Buxiu's eyes, and his words were full of sarcasm.
Zhu Ziting choked, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared again, and he put on a respectful face: "Mr. Zhu is right, Ziting is young and still has a lot to learn."
Seeing Zhu Ziting's humility, Zhu Buxiu's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and his tone of voice became much gentler: "Young people, you must read more and learn more."
"Zi Ting knows." Zhu Zi Ting's expression became more humble.
Seeing this, Zhu Buxiu was satisfied: "You should go and rest too."
After saying that, Zhu Buxiu turned around and left.
Zhu Ziting was the only one left in the same place.
Zhu Ziting stared at the departing figure, his eyes filled with rain.
"When this young master learns the voodoo technique here, I will be the first to make you, an old immortal, into a voodoo man. Hmph!"
After Zhu Ziting finished speaking viciously, he threw up his sleeves and left.
I didn't notice the little tail behind me at all.
On the other side, not long after Zhu Buxiu and his wife left, a strange smell quickly approached the thatched house.
Inside the room, Murong Yin noticed the movement outside, looked at each other with Yun Yi, and waited quietly with an indifferent arc at the corner of her mouth.
"Master, master! Big news!"
Suddenly a red light turned into a stream of light and entered the room, accompanied by the girl's excited voice,
