The village chief obviously didn't want to talk too much about the topic of "ghost houses", but Yan Fucha felt curious and wanted to continue to get to the bottom of it, when the village chief suddenly raised his voice and said: "The newly built big tiled house in front is Shen Mouton's home. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yunkang looked up and saw that at the end of the front was a spacious courtyard, surrounded by a low shrub fence, and the yard was paved with bluestone bricks. Facing a brand-new large tiled house, the red brick walls and tiles are very eye-catching, and the left and right sides of the tiled house are old stone houses, and the roof is pressed with wooden planks and straw, which looks like a warehouse for miscellaneous items.

Along the way, I listened to the introduction of the village chief, there are few hunters left in the village, in recent years, all those who live by hunting, life is getting more and more difficult, many wild beasts in the mountains have become protected animals, hunting and selling it is not worth a few dollars, and it is easy to get into a lawsuit. Therefore, young people have given up their ancestral crafts and have gone out to work to earn money, and no one wants to stay in the village and suffer poverty for the rest of their lives.

Now the best hunter in the village is Shen Mouton, don't look at him less than thirty years old, but he is already famous, and his ability is better than blue, and no one in the nearby area does not know his name.

The village chief praised Shen Mouton for many good things, and praised him for his ability, saying that he earned more than 100,000 yuan in two or three years and went home, and built a brand-new big tiled house for his family. The uncles of the same clan saw that he was not young, and helped him find a family business, the girl was very good-looking, and she had just married home a few days ago, and who in the village did not envy her.

Speaking of this, the village chief suddenly stopped, sighed, and continued for a while: "No one would have imagined that on the night he got married, the bride was suddenly lost. Alas, if it weren't for this incident, he would have gone into the mountains a long time ago, and I guess you would have made a trip for nothing......"

The village chief didn't say any more, Yan Fucha's heart was itching, he was uncomfortable, and kept asking: "Village chief, what's going on, marriage is the top priority in life, why did the bride lose it?" You won't say it halfway through your speech, doesn't it make people anxious, you hurry up. ”

Yunkang was also surprised, it turned out that Shen Mouton had just done a happy event, he nodded, and expressed his understanding: "No wonder, whoever has this kind of thing in their family is not in the mood to do business." ”

The village chief shook his head and sighed, and solemnly warned them that when they saw Shen Mouton, they must not mention this stubble, the hunter has been a little angry recently, and he can't eat and walk around.

When the three of them heard this, they felt that things were even more difficult, this hunter's style was indeed quite big, and ordinary people still didn't want to move him.

Yan Fucha pursed his lips and said, "What's the big deal, if it doesn't work, let's change people, I don't believe that we can't find a guide." "He's seen the world anyway, so he doesn't take the hunters of the small mountain village seriously.

Yunkang didn't want to make more comments, so he only said lightly: "This matter should be considered in the long run, and I can't be impatient, I hope this hunter has real skills, just don't let us down." ”

As they spoke, they quickly walked to the courtyard gate, and the village chief shouted at the top of his voice: "Mouton, these friends from the city, I have something to look for you." ”

A sturdy young man in legged army-green trousers sat on the steps of the courtyard, rinsing the whetstone with water. He heard the shouts of the village chief, raised his head slightly, looked at them with a tense face, and then lowered his head and continued to wash the whetstone.

The people in the village are simple, the courtyard doors of each family are wide open, and the courtyard doors are rarely locked, so it is very convenient to enter and exit. The village chief said hello, took them directly into the courtyard, and introduced each other in person.

Shen Mouton didn't say a word, took a short knife and put it on the whetstone, grinding it "with a click".

At this time, Yun Kang looked at the hunter closely, and saw that his hands were slender and powerful, and the muscles of his arms were tense, because he had been hunting in the mountains all year round, and his skin had been sunburned into a healthy wheat color. His expression was firm and resolute, with an imperceptible ruthlessness.

After the village chief introduced him, Yan Xuan didn't say much, he went straight to the point, explained his intention to Shen Mouton, and then made a bid in person, no matter how much money he wanted, as long as he was willing to enter the mountain as a guide.

The Yan family is not short of money, and for what they are looking for, even if they go bankrupt.

After waiting for a long time, Shen Moutong raised his head, he was not interested in Yan Xuan's offer, his eyes were like leopards, revealing a keen and sharp light, and said, "I won't go, you can find someone else." ”

Seeing this, the village chief hurriedly shook his head secretly and waved his hand at them, meaning to persuade them to give up as soon as possible.

Yun Kang saw that the hunter was hard-hearted, and knew that it would not work hard, so he changed the topic and said: "We can understand your feelings, but the bell must be tied to the bell, as long as you promise to be our guide, we will help you find a bride." ”

He is an immortal cultivator, since he broke through the fourth layer of qi refining, the power of his divine consciousness has continued to rise, and he has cultivated a few times recently, and his divine sense has been able to reach a distance of more than three hundred meters, and his divine sense can penetrate through the wall, as long as the bride is still in the village, he will definitely be able to find it.

Taking a step back, even if the bride has left Eight Immortals Town, with the Yan family's connections, it is not difficult to find someone. There's really no way, there's also the task force, Ge Fengdu owes him several favors, so it shouldn't be a problem to help find someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Shen Mouton's hand sharpening the knife suddenly stopped, stared at him coldly, and said, "I will find it myself, I don't need your help." ”

Shin Mouton's voice was fierce, and there was anger in his eyes, and he looked at them with an unkind expression, obviously hostile to them.

Yun Kang didn't expect him to react so much, it seems that the loss of the bride has some hidden secrets that they don't know.

Just when I felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, a group of people came outside the courtyard gate, and the one who walked in front was a very old villager, who came in and said, "Mouton, these outsiders said that they have seen autumn snow, listen to them tell you." ”

The village chief hurriedly introduced on the side that this old villager was the fourth master of Shen Mouton's own clan, and he was the matchmaker for this marriage.

The fourth master was followed by five men in thick hunting suits, and Yun Kang took a look, all of them were strangers he had never seen. The first person is in his early thirties, his appearance is ordinary, and his face is full of arrogance, and as soon as he enters the courtyard, he tilts his head and looks at everyone with his eyes crossed.

Yun Kang used his divine sense to probe their bottom line, and found that these five people were quite strong, but they were not martial artists, and they seemed to be all senior travelers.

He couldn't help frowning, these people suddenly came to join in the fun, could it be that they were also looking for Shen Mouton to enter the mountain?

Guozi Face strode in with the four of them, first glanced up at the three of Yunkang, and saw that their appearance was not local, and it seemed that they were a little presupposed. His proud expression was a little more restrained, and he nodded at them indifferently, as if he had said hello, and then turned to Shen Moutong and said, "My name is Fang Zhicheng, and I came to Baxian Town this time to discuss a business with you." ”

Seeing that Shen Mouton's expression had not changed, he continued: "I was very interested in the few things you sold last time, so I came over to see if you had any other goods in your hands, and I will cover them all this time." ”

As he spoke, he took a business card and handed it to Shen Mouton, looking like he was winning, and said in a hehehe: "I heard about you, the bride's name is Qiu Xue, right, we met her a few days ago." ”

Shen Mutong stood up suddenly, grabbed Fang Zhicheng's wrist, stared at the leopard-like eyes and asked, "When did you meet Qiu Xue, and where is she now?" ”

Yunkang only looked at Shen Mouton's height at this time, and saw that he was as tall as a tree, and he was about the same height as Yan Fucha.

The muscles on Fang Zhicheng's face trembled, and he hurriedly took his wrist away and said, "Let's discuss the matter of getting the goods first, and then talk about other things." He saw that Shen Mouton's eyes were red and his face became ugly, so he hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, I will not let you down." ”

When the three of Yunkang saw this scene, they looked at each other, and they didn't expect that another thing would suddenly pop up. If these people who don't know where they came from to negotiate a business with Shen Mouton, it will be tantamount to cutting off their Hu, and the matter of entering the mountain will be completely ruined.

Shen Mouton's fingers clicked, and he stood in place with a gloomy face, silent and didn't say a word, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

At this time, Fang Zhicheng smiled at him and said, "Brother, your knife is very good, it actually has a blood groove, can you lend me a look." ”

Shen Mouton hesitated for a moment, looked up at him, silently picked up the short knife, wiped the blade clean with a piece of linen, and handed him the handle with his backhand.

Fang Zhicheng took the short knife with a smile and said, "This knife is a few years old." ”

Yun Kang saw that the surname Fang held the knife in his hand, there was a heavy feeling, the entire blade was cast with stainless steel alloy, and the texture and blood groove marks on the back of the knife were very ancient, not like it was made by modern technology.

His heart moved, and he was just about to use his divine sense to scan the short knife, when he heard Shen Mouton say: "I don't have anything else, just leave this knife, take it if you want, tell me where Qiuxue is." ”

Fang Zhicheng nodded with satisfaction, a smile appeared on his face, as soon as he entered the courtyard just now, he thought about this short knife, knowing that it was a rare good thing, at this time, hearing Shen Moutong say this, he unceremoniously handed the knife to the person behind him.

He clapped his hands together, and then said, "Your bride went to the mountain, and I saw her enter a mansion with my own eyes, and there was an old man who called her Qiuxue. ”

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