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Chapter 313

"Do you know this young master?" Zhao Hailing looked at Huangfu Chen doubtfully, "My name is indeed Zhao Hailing, but it seems that I have never seen you before?"

Zhao Hailing looked at Huangfu Chen in disbelief. When Huangfu Chen said he knew him, he didn't take it seriously at all. He just felt that Huangfu Chen had recognized the wrong person.

What Zhao Hailing didn't expect was that Huangfu Chen actually called out his name.

"You are indeed Zhao Hailing. Let me tell you that I did not admit the wrong person!" Huangfuchen said excitedly to Zhao Hailing, but he immediately became confused, "How come you came to Guixu City to sell calligraphy and painting?"

Huangfuchen was confused, and Zhao Hailing was even more confused.

He said to Huangfu Chen in confusion: "Master, what are you talking about? My name is indeed Zhao Hailing, but I have stayed in Guixu City since I was born and have never left!"

Everyone's expressions were shocked, no one could have imagined such a result.

If a person's name is right and his appearance is right, then there is no possibility of misidentifying the person.

But the other party denied Huangfu Chen's words, and judging from his confused look, it didn't look like he was lying at all.

"You have always lived in Guixu City? You have never left?" Huangfu Chen confirmed again in disbelief.

"Sir, what did I lie to you for?" Zhao Hailing said in a dumbfounded voice, "I am originally from Guixu City, as are my family and I, but my family passed away a few years ago.

I live alone. If you don’t believe it, you can ask other people in Guixu City what is going on in my family, they all know.”

"That's it!" Huangfu Chen said calmly, "I'm really sorry. I may have mistaken the person. You look a bit like the Zhao Hailing I know. I haven't seen him for many years. I was confused for a moment.

, confused you with him."

"It doesn't matter, as long as this kind of thing is explained clearly." Zhao Hailing immediately said that he wouldn't mind, then held the calligraphy and painting and looked at Huangfu Chen with a pleading expression, "Then this calligraphy and painting..."

He was counting on this deal today.

Huangfu Chen already had a plan in mind. They visited the market and it seemed not good to leave empty-handed. Huangfu Chen simply took care of Zhao Hailing's business and bought several calligraphy and paintings from his calligraphy and painting stall.

Huangfu Chen paid the price of one hundred taels per pair. Unexpectedly, Zhao Hailing was also very sincere and refused to ask for more money from Huangfu Chen. He sold the price to Huangfu Chen at the price of eighty taels agreed at the beginning.

Huangfu Chen.

After leaving Zhao Hailing's calligraphy and painting stall, everyone was full of doubts and felt that there was no need to collect information separately, so they quickly left the market.

On the other side, Xiao Yifeng also quickly found a place for everyone. After all, this is the enemy's territory. They urgently need to find a place to discuss the current strange situation, standing in the crowded market with people coming and going.

, obviously not so suitable.

Everyone immediately followed Xiao Yifeng to where he lived.

The house Xiao Yifeng chose was not big, with three rooms and a small yard.

For this group of people, if they are crowded, it is still enough to live in.

Compared to the previous four or five days, where I spent the night in the wilderness every day, having a small house and a bed to lie on was already a paradise.

"This house is really nice!" Ling Xuewei was very satisfied.

"This house looks very ordinary!" Yu Wenxuan put his hands behind his head and curled his lips, "Is it true that no one lives here? Don't cause a scene of breaking into the house then."

"Don't Yifeng have any judgment at all? He wouldn't choose this house for us to live in if there were real people!" Ling Xuewei looked at Yu Wenxuan angrily.

"All the houses are similar, but you can't tell whether anyone lives in them!" Yu Wenxuan said unconvinced.

"Your observation skills really need to be improved!" Ling Xuewei sighed and shook her head.

"Haven't you noticed?" Huangfuchen pointed to the door handle and said, "Compared with other houses, there is a big difference between this house and that is the dust on the door handle."

dust?

Yu Wenxuan was confused. When he came in, he really had no impression of details such as whether there was dust on the door handles of these houses.

"Isn't Guixu City now an isolated city?" Ling Xuewei explained, "All the people in this city have no way to get out. Since they live here, they must have a place to stay, in the market.

There are so many houses around, and their activities during the day are concentrated near the market, so we can think that these people live scattered in these many houses."

"Since each of them has a home here, and they cannot leave Guixu City, no matter what they do in Guixu City, there is no other choice but to go home when it is time to rest every day."

Ling Xuewei continued.

"Since you have to go home every day and go in and out of your own home, even if you don't like cleaning, there will definitely be no dust on the door handle of his home. On the contrary, if no one lives in the home, the door will be closed and no one will come in or out.

, as long as it lasts three to five days, the door handle will accumulate some dust."

While Ling Xuewei was explaining to everyone, she had already looked through the entire small house with three rooms.

Huangfuchen followed Ling Xuewei and carefully inspected every room in the house.

After the inspection, Ling Xuewei and Huangfuchen quickly exchanged a look that was indeed true.

"I'm talking about you two!" Yuwen Xuan jumped angrily, "If you find anything, just tell us! Don't whet our appetite anymore!"

"Didn't we visit this house together just now? Didn't you find anything strange?" Ling Xuewei asked with a smile.

"It's just an ordinary house, how can I feel about it?" Yu Wenxuan said dullly.

"This house is fully equipped with food, clothing, and all the necessary items for daily life." Ling Xuewei pointed at these things and emphasized, "However, this is an uninhabited house!"

After hearing what Ling Xuewei said, everyone's hair stood up instantly.

How could an unoccupied house have all these daily necessities so well-maintained? It was obvious at a glance that the owner who lived in this house before had such a complete set of daily necessities.

Everything in the house is cherished very much.

"The room was a bit messy. It can be seen that the owner of this house left in a hurry when she left. But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she left, she never came back." Ling Xuewei said as she spoke.

While doing so, he picked up a comb on the dressing table.

There are still a few long strands of hair on the comb. It can be seen that the previous owner of this house was a woman. The jewelry box on the dressing table is open, and several hairpins in the jewelry box are neatly arranged.

It was placed on the dressing table. It seemed that the owner of the house was hesitating and wondering which hairpin would be better.

When she left the house, she probably happened to be combing her hair, so she put the comb casually on the dressing table. She didn't have time to choose which hairpin to bring. She didn't even have time to put it together.

He put the hairpin he took out back into the jewelry box and left the house in a hurry.

"I think the reason why Yifeng chose this house as our place to stay is because the door handle of this house has the least amount of dust. Looking at the appearance of the house, we can also know that the owner of the house is missing.

It won’t take more than five days.”

A thin layer of dust accumulated on the dressing table. Ling Xuewei's hand casually touched the dressing table, leaving a long fingerprint on the dressing table.

"It's true. Around the market, there are countless empty houses without people, even to the point where we can choose at will." Xiao Yifeng said, "I am looking for the cleanest one among these houses. I believe I can live here.

The person just left not long ago.”

"There are so many of these houses that we can choose at will..." Ling Xuewei smiled bitterly and shook her head, "What I'm more curious about are the neighbors of the owners of these houses. The people in the houses suddenly disappeared, and they didn't react at all."

"This only shows that they are accustomed to such things." Huangfu Chen suddenly interjected.

"Guixu City is really full of secrets." Ling Xuewei wiped the dust from her fingers with a sneer, and then asked Huangfu Chen, "Have you discovered anything else?"

"That Zhao Hailing who just sold our calligraphy and paintings..."

Huangfuchen lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"That Zhao Hailing does have a talent for cultivation, and his cultivation has a certain foundation. However, now he looks like an ordinary person. That's because his cultivation has been forcibly suppressed in his body."

"Suppression?" Ling Xuewei looked at Huangfuchen suspiciously, "Is there such a thing?"

Such things as cultivation cannot be forcibly suppressed in the body unless the cultivator himself has the will. If there is, there can only be two situations: to turn a cultivator into a completely ordinary person, or to turn the cultivator into a complete ordinary person.

In order to completely abolish it, the cultivation base must be sealed directly.

Cultivation does not mean that he can be suppressed by suppressing him, and besides, he suppressed Zhao Hailing for such a long time.

According to the information Ling Xuewei gathered at the market, Zhao Hailing had lived in Guixu City for a long time, and there were many people around him who could prove it.

"What I said is inaccurate." Huangfu Chen quickly corrected, "His cultivation should not be said to have been suppressed, but that he has lost this part of his memory as a cultivator. He has completely forgotten that he is a cultivator.

A cultivator even forgets his instinct as a cultivator and regards himself as an ordinary person, and others will naturally think that he is an ordinary person."


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