The holy son of the Yao tribe was still looking at Ye Qiu, his eyes dull, like a dead fish.
Ye Qiu smiled awkwardly, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "The Holy Son of the Yao people, he also smoked this?"
Lin Jingyun looked at the Yao Clan Holy Son and was silent for a moment: "No, it's just something wrong with my brain."
Ye Qiu understood instantly.
No wonder you don’t care about the views of the Yao Clan’s Holy Son and always talk about your own business. You are really a bit stupid! However, even the Gao family of the Yao Clan, in order to prevent their children from being infected with the Holy Dragon
Curse, and find someone else to be the Holy Son, but there is no need to find a fool to be the Holy Son, right?
Normal people can control it! Ye Qiu is a bit incapable of doing this.
The Liu Qing he met was a hybrid madman, and the saint son of the Yao tribe had some brain problems, and the saint sons of other tribes were all drug addicts.
It seems that among so many tribes, Lei Tian and Hemu seem too normal! Huh?
Thinking about it this way, Lei Tian and He Mu are so famous among the Holy Sons. It seems that it is not because of their own abilities, but because they are the best among short people. After all, these two people, in Ye Qiu's eyes, are actually not good at all.
He was almost like a fool, and he was fooled around at the Tazhai auction... Just when Ye Qiu was thinking this.
Gao Fei and his people brought back the food. The portions and types were exactly the same as those of other tribes. It was just too simple, just a few big cakes and a few bowls of side dishes.
Gao Xiaoyue frowned and whispered: "You took so much food from our Yao people and ended up giving us this?"
Gao Fei's face didn't look good, and he said: "Forget it, just eat whatever you want. This is not our Yao tribe's territory, and there is nothing I can do about it, and the Thunder tribe, Shen tribe and Fire tribe are all the same."
Gao Xiaoyue pursed her lips and was about to move her chopsticks.
Ye Qiu said: "Wait a little longer."
Gao Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment: "Why?"
Ye Qiu did not reply, but looked at the door.
Chen Qingyun appeared at the door with Elder Mo, Jiang Tianting, and the fake saint she hadn't seen for a long time.
After they came in, they ignored the others and went straight to get food, then sat down in a corner.
Chen Qingyun did not tell lies, and the food he ate was exactly the same as everyone else's.
It seems that the food problem is indeed very serious now. If it is not handled well, it may cause panic. And once it is completely chaotic, I really don’t know how many people will die. I don’t blame him for his status. They all come here to eat.
Show your attitude to others.
Ye Qiu saw Chen Qingyun and the others starting to use their chopsticks, and then glanced at the other tribes before saying, "That's it."
Gao Fei's eyes moved and he whispered: "Brother Xiong Da, are you worried about others drugging you?"
Ye Qiu nodded: "Before, each tribe had its own food. It was not easy to administer the medicine. At most, it would kill a few people. But now it is distributed uniformly. We'd better be careful."
Gao Fei nodded with deep sympathy: "I didn't think of this just now. Brother Xiong Da, you are still careful enough. Thank you very much."
Ye Qiu didn't say anything more and started to eat. But just as he started, he frowned and vaguely felt a malicious gaze, and turned his head to look over.
Among the people of the He tribe sitting far away, Yang Lin was looking at him coldly. When he saw him, he looked over and made a provocative gesture of wiping his neck.
He Clan... Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze and ignored Yang Lin's provocation. It was not yet time to settle accounts with the He Clan, but he had not forgotten that the crimes committed by Red Scorpion's people were connected with this account.
They are all blamed on the He clan.
Nothing else happened next, and Lin Jingyun's makeup skills were so superb that no one noticed anything unusual about Ye Qiu.
Wait until everyone has had lunch and is ready to leave.
Ye Qiu found someone to stay here. He wanted to observe more people from other ethnic groups here and look for traces of Scientology.
In addition to the people of the He tribe, there must be others in Scientology who are hidden among various ethnic groups.
Gao Fei and the others did not suspect anything, and left first after telling Ye Qiu to go find them if anything happened.
But just after Gao Fei and others left, when Ye Qiugang wanted to act alone, he was approached by someone.
They are from the witchcraft religion! A disciple of the witchcraft religion asked: "Is this Mr. Xiong Da?"
Ye Qiu's heart skipped a beat. Has his identity been exposed?
He replied calmly: "It's me, what do you want from me?"
"The Great Elder has something to ask Mr. Xiong Da. Please come with me."
Chen Qingyun is looking for me?
Was it really discovered by this old guy?
Several thoughts flashed through Ye Qiu's mind, but he didn't mean to be too nervous. Even if Chen Qingyun found out, there would be no problem, and Chen Qingyun was looking for him alone now, so it meant that he was looking for him.
He didn't want too many people to know, which meant that maybe Chen Qingyun really had something to do with him.
Is it because of what happened at the granary last night?
And last night, in order to help the Yao people, I also showed a little bit of tricks.
Maybe Chen Qingyun wants to ask for help?
Ye Qiu thought in his heart that the people in the Criminal Hall were really useless. They had been pampered for a long time and had no ability to investigate this kind of thing. I'm afraid Chen Qingyun also felt a huge headache.
But these are all conjectures. We will only know what happened after meeting Chen Qingyun.
Ye Qiu then nodded: "Lead the way."
Ye Qiu's departure did not attract anyone else's attention. After all, a wizard from the Bear Clan had nothing to care about, except for the people from the He Clan.
"Lord Hemu."
A fierce light flashed in Yang Lin's eyes, "This Xiong Da ruined our good deeds yesterday, and now he's alone again. Do you want us?"
Hemu frowned and said, "That's enough, don't mention this anymore. The key point now is that it's easy to kill him, but what happens after you kill him?
Do you think Chen Qingyun will suspect who did it?
Originally, he had already set his sights on us because of what happened yesterday, but he couldn't take action without direct evidence! At this time, if you dare to cause trouble for me, you know the consequences. "
"Yes, I won't cause any trouble for you."
Yang Lin trembled and hurriedly lowered his head, but there was still a cold glint in his eyes.
……After a few minutes.
Ye Qiu met Chen Qingyun again in a bamboo building.
"Great Elder, I have brought you."
"Well, you go down first."
After the witch sect disciple left, Chen Qingyun looked at Ye Qiu, narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not speak.
Ye Qiu clasped his fists and took the initiative to say: "Xiong Da has met the Great Elder. I wonder if the Great Elder has come to me. Does he have any orders?"
Chen Qingyun still squinted his eyes, and after a while he suddenly said: "Do you know the Grand Inspection of the Witch Cult?"