Mujia Village.

A horse-drawn carriage sped down a dirt path.

"Stop."

The male voice, which was so calm that there was no trace of undulation, suddenly sounded.

"Phew--" The carriage stopped.

"Master, this road is not easy to walk, let's go further."

The driver was a young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his skin was dark, and he looked at the puddles on the uneven road and frowned.

"No need," said a man from the carriage as soon as the voice fell.

Dressed in a blue robe, he was draped in a bright red coat, and his fur was smooth, and he knew that it was worth a lot of money at a glance. The man looked expressionlessly in the direction of Mujia Village, his face was so pale that it was almost bewitching, and he was so beautiful that he didn't look like an ordinary person.

It's just that kind of beauty, hidden edge, with a hint of invisible ruthlessness in the clearness.

"That's it?"

The cold voice was extremely calm, and the person who spoke clearly did not carry any emotion.

The young man seemed to be accustomed to it, and there was some hesitation in his words, "This is Mujia Village, but the old man only brought Changxuan alone on this trip, in case something happens--"

The man glanced at him, and there was no trace of normal feelings in his indifferent eyes, not cold, not deep, just a bottomless nothingness.

Just a glance, Chang Xuan felt his heart pounding, and cold sweat broke out.

Chang Xuan's body trembled, and he suddenly felt that he had done something wrong.

He hurriedly knelt down, his tone frightened, "Master, my subordinates know their mistakes, and they shouldn't question the master's decision." ”

The man looked faintly at the low eaves in the distance, and opened his pursed red lips, "Follow well." ”

Chang Xuan lowered his head and retreated behind the man, with a trace of fear on his face.

He looked up at the back of the red and bloody figure in front of him, and suddenly understood why the people in Shengjing were afraid of the Jin prince Ye Wuzhi like a ghost, and his color changed when he heard it.

Everyone has feelings, joys and angers, and it is such people who have weaknesses, but King Jin has lived like a walking corpse for ten years, not sad or happy, not angry or angry, such a person has no scruples and dares to do anything.

In other words, he was like a madman, and no one dared to provoke him.

Ye Wuzhi lowered his head and walked on the muddy road in the countryside, his luxurious boots that were not stained with dust splashed on the muddy water drops, the snow had not melted, and the watermark was creaking one step at a time.

He didn't seem to realize it at all, and there was still no expression on his handsome face.

He was silent, Chang Xuan naturally didn't dare to say much, but it was a pity that the boots forged by Yun that day were wasted.

At this moment, an old man with a basket on his back walked up.

The old man secretly looked at Ye Wuzhi's master and servant, knowing that the person dressed in this dress must be either rich or noble, and he didn't dare to provoke it, so he avoided it far away and walked to the other side of the road.

Ye Wuzhi glanced at Chang Xuan, and Chang Xuan understood, and stepped forward to stop him.

"Old man, my lord is looking for you for something."

"Sir? Is it a master at such a young age? ”

Ye Wuzhi is less than thirty years old, born with a boy and a girl, and looks like a celestial person.

The old man looked at Ye Wuzhi in the distance a little strangely.

"Uh," Chang Xuan hurriedly blocked his gaze and said with a smile, "Yes, that's our master." ”

The old man looked at the two of them hesitantly, but still nodded, and asked, "Young man, do you have anything to do?" ”

That's a big disrespect.

Chang Xuan's skin tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Ye Wuzhi, but found that he was still expressionless, but fortunately he was relieved, he was afraid that this master would be moody, and directly disposed of this old man.

He squeezed out a smile and tried to appear friendly, "That's right, you don't have any outsiders here, it was about seven years ago. ”

The old man looked at them suspiciously, "What are you asking for?" ”

Chang Xuan replied quickly.

"We are here to look for relatives, but I heard that she came here seven years ago, and she has no whereabouts since then, so I want to ask you about the old man."

"Oh, that's right," said the old man, putting down the basket, thinking about it for a moment, "people are old, where do you remember the things that have been going on for so long, you should go to the village to find the truth, he may know." ”

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Chang Xuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, nodded and thanked him, "Then thank you, old man, I don't know where Lizheng's family lives?" ”

The old man immediately smiled and patted the basket in his hand, "It's my son, I'll take you there." ”

Chang Xuan was stunned for a moment, wanting to refuse but fearing that he would arouse the suspicion of the old man, so he could only ask Ye Wuzhi for advice.

It's just that before he could speak, Ye Wuzhi took the lead and walked over, bowing his head slightly, "I'm tired." ”

The old man squinted at Ye Wuzhi in front of him, and muttered to himself.

"Is this a boy or a girl?"

At this point, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, tightened the padded jacket on his body, and looked at Changxuan with old eyes, "Hey, it's inconvenient to be old, this leg and foot are not flexible, and I can't even walk." ”

Chang Xuan immediately stepped forward and took the basket in the old man's hand, and the scream almost overflowed from his heart.

He was really afraid that if he was too late, this old man would directly give the basket to the prince.

Chang Xuan felt that the steps under his feet were simply a thousand pounds, and if he was not careful, he would feel swollen and broken.

Elderly, you can take it easy.

Fortunately, there was nothing to do along the way, Chang Xuan felt that a heart was simply nine bends and eighteen bends, don't be too tired.

It's just strange that King Jin looks a little more patient than usual.