I, mouth gun, number one in the world [Transmigration Book]

When the group reached the mountain village, Duan Cangyu realized that he was still too naive. How could a person like Fu Qiancheng live in Taohuayuan? Looking at this entire Fengdu from a distance, not a single blade of grass grows, and there are strange things happening in the daytime. Green light surrounds.

Could it be that martial arts have changed to immortals?

Although it is said to be Fengdu, the area of ​​this mountain village is actually not large, and it is also a basin. This violates the common sense of geography that Duan Cangyu learned in modern classrooms, but it is not important. Anyway, nothing is normal in this world. …

People are like this, so are mountains...they are abnormal to be truly normal!

Duan Cangyu glanced at the village again through the high ground. There were only twenty or thirty households. Based on a family of five, the maximum number of people was no more than 200. The houses looked old, and he couldn't help thinking curiously. How did this group of people survive all these years?

And it has not been discovered by people from the Xinghe faction... No matter how you look at it, there is a problem.

The old man noticed Duan Cangyu's stupefaction, and led Duan Cangyu to continue down the muddy road. At the end of the walk, there was a huge and deformed rock, which looked like it had been dug out with fingers. The two big characters "Mountain Village" are painted with red paint. Although the characters are ugly, they can be regarded as concise and to the point.

There are two children squatting next to the rock, the older one looks about seven or eight years old, and the younger one is about three or four years old. They wear two modern and popular buns, and they are dressed in white, which is very in line with the Xinghe school's aesthetics.

The two children were very excited to see Fu Qiancheng and the old man. The older one ran in, shouting as he ran—"Back! Back! They're back!"

The old man followed the older boy into the village quickly.

And the younger one just smirked, covered in mud, and threw himself into Fu Qiancheng's arms, rolling and acting coquettishly. Fu Qiancheng was neither bored nor dirty, and scraped the little boy's nose a few times with his slender fingers, which attracted the little boy again. It was a burst of laughter and then buried her head in Fu Qiancheng's neck.

Duan Cangyu was a little curious, "You... son?"

Fu Qiancheng gave Duan Cangyu a look, "Second uncle."

Duan Cangyu:? ? ?Who is this calling?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

He thought for a while and asked again: "You also hid Zhong Lishu here?"

This time Fu Qiancheng didn't even look in the eyes, "I said, I will kill him."

"Isn't he your long-lost brother? You have the heart to kill him?"

Fu Qiancheng sneered, "He is a disciple of a famous family, a rookie in the martial arts, and I am a person who is rolling in mud. I dare not recognize such a brother. Are brothers who have not recognized each other considered brothers? If they are not brothers, kill them. "

...Who is this angry with?

"As long as you're happy..." Duan Cangyu had nothing to say, anyway, he knew that Zhong Lishu was still alive, as long as he was alive, he could always be found, so it wasn't a big problem, so don't panic.

Fu Qiancheng followed the footsteps of the old man into the village with the little boy in his arms. The villagers seemed to have not seen outsiders for a long time. Duan Cangyu looked like a rare animal, no, he was watched like an alien. The inexplicable Duan Cangyu could still From the eyes of this group of onlookers, they saw a trace of flame, as if they were going to burn him to death.

This is too exclusive...

Duan Cangyu pretended to cough a little uncomfortable, hoping that the villagers could restrain themselves, but the effect was minimal, as microscopic as microbes.

Alas - the world is not worth it.

Duan Cangyu turned his head and glanced at Fu Qiancheng again, and asked in a low voice, "How did you and Zhong Lishu get separated?"

"What does our family affairs have to do with you, Master Pavilion?"

Oh?housework?I always feel that the story seems to be inexplicably changed from a suspense drama to an idol drama because of these simple two words.

Duan Cangyu couldn't help complaining in his heart, but kept calm on the face, "You and I should cooperate openly and honestly. Although your separation from Zhong Lishu is a family matter, the hidden story behind it...is not simple."

"Qiancheng understands... Lord Pavilion Master thinks that Qiancheng is hiding something. In the eyes of Lord Pavilion Master, it is insignificant for us to tell you about the existence of this entire village. It is nothing compared to Qiancheng and Zhong Lishu's old story. It makes you feel more at ease.”

Fu Qiancheng's tone was low and his head was lowered. The child in his arms also felt the unusual atmosphere and began to cry. Fu Qiancheng hurriedly patted his back to comfort him.

The eyes of the surrounding villagers became even hotter, but the old man curled up his mouth in front of him and smiled silently.

Duan Cangyu: Damn it, I feel aggrieved, good acting!And...this scene...why...it looks so...a scumbag insulting his wife on the street...

Duan Cangyu trembled all over, feeling for the first time that he was about to lose.

He chooses to keep his mouth shut.

Three adults and a child walked all the way to the north-southwest of the village. In front of them was a small courtyard that looked more luxurious and larger than the surrounding houses.

If Duan Cangyu understood Qimen Dunjia, five elements and eight trigrams, he would have found that the houses in this entire village were built according to formations, and even the surrounding trees and stones were particular about them, and this courtyard was the legendary formation eye.

It's a pity he doesn't understand, so it doesn't matter.But I have to say that the person who built the village was really stupid. The whole village built this house differently, and normal people knew there was a problem.

The little boy climbed down from Fu Qiancheng tremblingly, looking as if he was very afraid of the yard, or rather the things in the yard.Fu Qiancheng coaxed the boy, took his hand gently and walked into the yard together.Duan Cangyu, who watched this wave of operations, was startled, always suspecting that Fu Qiancheng is Zhong Lishu's upper body now.

The yard is three-entry, very clean inside and out, no vegetation, no decoration, not even ordinary partition walls, just bare, Duan Cangyu can only smell a very strong and pungent herbal smell.

After entering the third gate of the courtyard, Fu Qiancheng stopped. Duan Cangyu was puzzled, and he explained, "I am not old enough to enter this main house."

Let's do it...the hierarchy in the village is quite clear.

"My lord, let's follow this old man for a while."

Duan Cangyu frowned, and was unwilling to enter again. Although the other party would not directly kill him tomorrow, he was still flustered, and it seemed that he still had to play tricks.

"I remember that you just said outside the village that you invited me to come to your house for a short rest. Now you want to hand me over to someone else?"

"My lord, don't be angry. The elders of our clan live in this house. Qiancheng is a low-ranking person and grew up outside. According to the clan rules, he is not allowed to enter."

Fu Qiancheng didn't make a sound when he heard the words. The old man was acting as a peacemaker. He couldn't see the mysterious and cold arrogance when they first met, and there was a flattering tone in his tone.

If you don't have anything to do, you must be a traitor and steal. There is a high probability that there is a troublesome thing to let him do. The people in this house must also be a troublesome person...

"If I don't go, the conditions we talked about before will be void."

As soon as Duan Cangyu finished speaking, the faces of Fu Qiancheng and the old man changed drastically.

Fu Qiancheng snorted coldly, "The majestic owner of the Tianji Pavilion turned his back on his word and promised to throw it away like waste paper. Is this the way of making money for the Tianji Pavilion?"

Duan Cangyu replied, "Tianji Pavilion is not a fool. You have more troublesome things that require my cooperation, so of course the previous agreement doesn't count. If you go shopping, the other party temporarily changes the goods and fills the fish eyes with pearls, don't you? Also pay the price of pearls to buy?

The same is true vice versa.One person's business and one family's business... Let's bargain again.It's not too late to go in until it's clear. "

"You—" Fu Qiancheng stared at him, but was interrupted before he could speak.

"Qiancheng, don't be unreasonable to guests."

A quiet female voice came from the main house in the courtyard, followed by the sound of footsteps and the sound of crutches on the ground, and the door of the main house was slowly pushed open. It turned out to be a beautiful woman who was only in her teens, dressed in white, She is covered in silver ornaments, and what she holds in her hand is not a crutch but a scepter made of white jade.

What a rich flower in the "fairy world".

After Fu Qiancheng and the old man saw this rich and noble flower, they all wrote respectfully and said in unison: "I have seen the patriarch."

Fuguihua waved her hand, looked at Duan Cangyu and smiled, the scepter in her hand hit the ground heavily, Duan Cangyu felt as if the scepter had hit his head, and she became dizzy intermittently.He tried hard to stay awake, but he couldn't help himself, the scene in front of him became a double image, and finally collapsed. Before he fainted, Duan Cangyu only felt aggrieved, and there was no end to it.

A few days ago, Song Qingfei was ordered to lead his disciples to supervise the forbidden area, and no trespass was allowed, but after that, the elders acted as if they had forgotten about it.

Song Qingfei was anxious. Although he was not a disciple of Tianyazi's lineage, Zhong Lishu, as a senior brother of the Xinghe School, set an example and was gentle and courteous to others. He didn't mention it among disciples of the same generation. Grace taught.

Song Qingfei has followed Zhonglishu since she was a child, not to mention her feelings.For Zhong Lishu's sake, he has been traveling to the Star Picking Hall these few days, but the elders are either discussing matters or discussing matters, but up to now they haven't discussed a charter, and they don't know what they are discussing.

After waiting for several days, Song Qingfei finally couldn't sit still, and risked violating the door rules, he hid at the door of the Hall of Picking Stars and eavesdropped, but before he could hear a few words from the conversation between the elders, he was called by the head of the house. Found.

"Qing Fei...?"

Si Yihan hadn't had a good time these few days. First, he was still in the cave overnight after being pressed on his acupuncture points. Although he wasn't cold from the blessing of internal energy, his body was stiff.Then he was taught a good lesson by Shenxiu Jun. At his age and position, he didn't even have the basic vigilance of a martial arts practitioner. If it wasn't Zhong Lishu but a member of the Demon Sect that night, he could have been with Tian Yazi buried.

Si Yihan could only bury his head and listen. He felt ashamed to be scolded at this age and his position.

After Shenxiujun finished his lesson, Si Yihan and the elders started discussing the matter of Zhonglishu and Duan Cangyu's wrongful entry into the forbidden area.But the camp does not rescue, who to rescue, how to rescue, these three points, the elders all insist on their own opinions.He wanted to save him, but...

Facing Song Qingfei's inquiry and expectant eyes now, he really didn't know how to answer.Si Yihan looked at Shenxiu Jun on the high seat again, because Zhong Lishu was a disciple of his lineage, in order to avoid suspicion, Shenxiu Jun did not speak again these days, but Si Yihan could see Shenxiu Jun's abnormality.

After Uncle Tianyazi died, Zhongli was probably Shenxiujun's last sustenance. How could Shenxiujun really not care at his age.

Si Yihan looked at Shenxiu Jun as if he had made up his mind, and said to Song Qingfei, "Don't worry, we will rescue Zhongli and Mr. Duan tomorrow."

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