Mu Su's voice rang in his ears, "Sir, this person's clothes have the emblem of the Zheng family on them. It should be someone from the Zheng family who is doing the work."
Mu Su did not teach Jun Buqi what to do, as this would easily offend people, and he was not qualified to do so. He just silently pointed out the other party's identity.
What to do is something that you will never give up on.
Although Mu Su didn't want Jun Buqi, the new master, to meddle in his own business, he couldn't say this. After all, Jun Buqi had just saved their father and son because of his meddling in his own business.
"Xiaoya, don't come out!"
At this time, the woman screamed, tilted her head and touched the long sword hard, and a fountain of blood spurted out from the side of her neck.
Such a strong-willed woman could not help but make the onlookers secretly exclaim.
The young man holding the sword cursed "Crap" and looked down, knowing that the woman was in danger. The sharp magic sword easily cut through half of her neck, and the bones were clearly visible.
The young man holding the sword casually threw his head away, raised his head again, and searched the crowd with his eyes.
A little girl of about ten years old squeezed in from the crowd and appeared next to Jun Buqi. Her body was trembling slightly and her eyes were staring with tears rolling in her eyes.
When the sword-wielding young man glanced over, Jun Buqi knelt down, covered the little girl's eyes with one hand, and pulled her into his arms with the other hand, "Children can't watch such a bloody scene.
Girl, be obedient! Be good!”
The little girl was considered smart and did not struggle. She tightly held Jun Buqi's skirt with her little hands, trembling, tears rolled down her eyes, and she sobbed, looking frightened.
The sword-wielding young man walked towards Jun Buqi with a long sword dripping with blood. He looked at him condescendingly and looked at him condescendingly, "Who are you? And who are you, this girl?"
Jun Buqi frowned, picked up the girl, and said expressionlessly: "Can you put this bloody sword away? You kill people in the street, and you are not afraid of scaring your little friend?"
"Please answer my question, otherwise I have reason to suspect you of being a collaborator."
Jun Buqi looked solemn and snorted: "Who the hell are you? Ask that bastard Zheng Que to come out to see me. You idiot, you asked me to come to Nilin Island to meet you, but you hid yourself."
The young man holding the sword couldn't help but feel suffocated when he saw Jun Buqi's confident expression. He immediately believed it, so he asked suspiciously: "Senior?"
"Ask him and tell him my appearance by the way. He will certainly know."
Upon hearing this, which was a matter of course and reassuring, the young man holding the sword thought for a moment, immediately put away his sword, raised his hand and bowed: "I'm very sorry, junior just bumped into senior, junior Zheng Rui, what senior said about Zheng Que is actually junior.
Thirteenth uncle."
"Then ask him to come out to see me!"
"I'm really sorry. My thirteenth uncle left Nilin Island half a month ago and has not returned yet. Is there something important, senior..."
"I knew this guy wouldn't trust me. Okay, I'll wait for him here. If he can escape, the monk can't escape from the temple. I still don't believe he won't return to the family."
"Uh! Does senior have any misunderstanding with my great-uncle?"
"Misunderstanding? Does it count that he still owes me a few drinks? He can't run away this time."
"..."
After being stunned for a moment, Zheng Rui said again: "Senior, if you don't dislike it, you can go to the clan with your junior uncle to return..."
"Are you going to the Zheng clan?" Jun Buqi shook his head, "That's not necessary. Your clan has a lot of rules. I'm not familiar with the others, and I don't feel comfortable going there, so just wait for him in this city! You can also go shopping by the way.
This city should be used as a place of entertainment to pass the time."
"Then, please be sure to let the junior arrange a place for the senior. You should entertain the senior on behalf of your great-uncle, and show your kindness as a landlord, and please be sure to show your respect to the senior."
"It's optional!" After a pause, he added, "Don't you have something else to do?"
"Some small things cannot be compared with the things of our predecessors."
Jun Buqi nodded slightly, followed Zheng Rui with a little pride, and saw Mu Su behind him with a dull look on his face: "How can you still act like this?"
What if Zheng Que suddenly appears?
Or is he really good friends with that Zheng Que?
Earlier, the master sent the second master Yun Zhao to pretend to be Zheng Que. Didn't he give Zheng family eye drops?
Mu Su's mind was in chaos and he couldn't follow the master's thoughts at all.
While walking, Jun Buqi, who was holding the little girl in his arms, asked again: "Did something happen to your clan? How could you attack a mortal woman and child?"
Hearing this, Zheng Rui felt a little embarrassed. He coughed slightly and sighed: "It's a shame to say this. That woman is actually innocent. It's just that she had a younger sister who had an affair with someone from my clan and secretly gave birth to a daughter...
...I was ordered to take that bitch back..."
"Does this kind of thing need to be done in such a bloody manner? Wouldn't it be enough to ask your tribe to take that woman as a concubine?"
"Alas! Senior didn't know something. The person he had an affair with was a certain son-in-law..."
“Oh↗!”
After saying this, Jun Buqi will understand.
But the girl in his arms pulled him tighter. She seemed to have something to say, but Jun Buqi secretly stopped her. At this time, don't let him cheat.
Not long after, Jun Buqi and the four of them followed the young man to the most upscale inn in the city, and were respectfully invited in by the innkeeper.
All applications are free, and all are attributed to the Zheng family.
Jun Buqi was naturally happy to be entertained. Although he didn't pay much attention to this expense, it was not a matter of money, but a matter of face.
"Senior, do you think you are satisfied with it? If you are not satisfied, then you can only live with the younger generation. The conditions here are indeed a bit crude."
"It doesn't matter to us monks that it's just a thatched hut. But you are quite considerate in your work. When that guy Zheng Que comes back, I will say a few nice words to you in front of him."
When Zheng Rui heard this, he immediately grinned, "Then I would like to thank my senior first. If my senior needs anything, he can directly call the shopkeeper, or he can ask the shopkeeper to inform me. I will do my best to help my senior."
Jun Buqi clicked his lips, looking like he was addicted to alcohol, "I'm determined, everything here looks good. But I heard that the Yuxian Brewing in Nilin City is very good, that guy Zheng Que and I
I’ve blown it several times, would you like to help me adjust it first?”
"What a coincidence!" Zheng Rui laughed and said, "Junior carries several jars of fish fairy brew with him! Please accept it, senior..."
"Oh! You little guy really has a future." Jun Buqi laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "When that guy Zheng Que comes back, I will definitely get some credit for you."
"I'm sorry, senior, I'm sorry, senior!"
Zheng Rui looked like he was drunk before he drank, and he got close to Jun Buqi, and finally left the inn in vain.
As soon as he left, Zheng Rui sighed secretly: Stingy old guy, you thought you would give me some treasure! It turned out to be all verbal benefits! Bah!