"Brother, when did you get into the habit of reading the newspaper, you look like an old man. Mono asked.

It's breakfast time, and since there are still three days before the start of school, everyone in the ghost class has not yet returned to school. There were only four people in the cafeteria of Yeyin Palace, babbling and sitting on Mo Meng's lap holding a baby bottle, and Mo Nuo sat opposite and talked from time to time. This girl is in a similar situation to Yang Haohui, both belong to the homeless type, and she has nothing to do during the holidays and has nothing to do so she has to live in the school palace, and she has come to the ghost class to eat in recent days.

With the increase of everyone's strength, it has become a lot easier to accumulate points. There are no poor people in the Yeyin Palace now, and there is no pressure to open your mouth more. But because of a previous unbearable molestion incident, the atmosphere in the cafeteria was extremely embarrassing. Yang Haohui always felt that the air was filled with an inexplicable smell of gunsmoke, and Mo Meng and Mo Nuo's occasional eye contact would collide with invisible electric sparks. However, the dining table was round, and no matter how much he struggled, he could only be sandwiched between the two. Yang Haohui has the illusion that he is playing a certain warlord in the Republic of China drama, and his two aunts and wives are in a cold war of intrigue, and they are not human beings.

"yes, it's pretty good. Yang Haohui decided to say a word less to Mo Nuo, although he buried his head in the newspaper, he could still feel Mo Meng casting a murderous gaze.

It's also interesting to say, in a world like the Tianyuan Realm, where there is no technology tree, there are newspapers that exist in the same way as the original world. Yang Haohui learned about this because he happened to see it in Yeyin's bedroom, and there was a newsstand selling it in the greenhouse shop of the school palace. What's even more interesting is that the media here also sells it at the door, using a bird called "Hoof". The hoof's mouth does not produce saliva and its beak is very large, making it ideal for loading newspapers. After the user got the newspaper, he consciously threw the copper coin into the money jar tied to the pigeon's feet, and a unique "Taobao-style shopping" in the Tianyuan world was achieved.

Yang Haohui naturally reads the newspaper not for entertainment, but hopes to learn more about Yingwu-related information. At present, his strength does not allow him to directly track down the truth of the crossing, so he has to do some necessary intelligence work. Now there was a map of the Tian Yuan Realm on the wall of his bedroom, and every time there was a record of the criminal acts of the relevant Shadow Martial Arts organization in the newspaper, he would press a pin mark on the corresponding position on the map.

It's just that as an organization accustomed to acting in the shadows, there has always been very little news about it, and most of it is still some official rhetoric or entertainment news from the Light Alliance. Recently, the front page is full of UC articles about himself and Mo Meng having children out of wedlock, and I saw the acid reflux in his stomach.

The world is as black as a crow, and there are such media organizations in the Tianyuan Realm and the original world that do not hesitate to distort the truth for the sake of topicality. Fortunately, the essential purpose of the exchange competition has been achieved, and this small side effect is inevitable.

"What are you looking at? I'll take a look. Mono moved the stool closer, his eyes lit up, "It's all you, junior brother! It seems that you are very famous now!"

"I'm quite guilty of hearing you say that it doesn't matter so much, after all, I used your old club as a stepping stone. Yang Haohui was on guard at Mono's hair at any time, and secretly leaned a little, "It's a pity that I don't want to be so famous, since the exchange competition, I have basically forgotten about the fact that I have picked four, and it is this kind of disgusting article all day long." As he spoke, he glanced at the babbling on Mo Meng's lap, but it was a pity that the culprit's little girl was eating milk and eating Zhengxiang, and directly ignored the resentment in her father's eyes.

"Looks like I'm going to start reading the newspaper in the future. Mono didn't seem to be listening at all, and nodded approvingly.

"Why?"

"There's you up there, handsome!" Mo Nuo narrowed one eye and smiled, "If you can't get a real person, aren't you allowed to look at the photos to satisfy your hunger?"

Mo Nuo's good impression of Yang Haohui has never been disguised, and the flirting is as straightforward as her temperament. Yang Haohui didn't know how to answer, so he had to keep his face stiff and continue to bury his head in the newspaper.

"Don't even think about it, Brother Yang is mine. Mo Meng spoke, picked up the cup and took a sip of milk very calmly.

"Is it so straightforward, but I think the senior sister has a bigger advantage now. Mono grinned with his chin in his hand, "We're different heavyweights. ”

"Huh, it's the first time I've heard someone admit they're fat. ”

"I misunderstood, I mean ......" Mono deliberately held up his full chest and didn't say anything more. After all, some things are short of development time, and they can't be rushed.

"Big breasts and no brains!" Mo Meng snorted.

"Let's drink more milk and grow up. Mono grimaced.

Quarrels are quarrels, but neither of them said anything serious. As a student and rival in the same school, Mo Meng and Mono have an unexpectedly good relationship. It's not that Mo Meng is generous, but babbling plays a big key role in it.

Although this little girl was bewitched by her mother and always called Mono "old woman's sister", Mono never got angry once. Instead, she always brought some toys or snacks to Babble when she visited the door, which made Mo Meng a little embarrassed in the end...... Although she also understands Mono's careful thinking, as the saying goes, if you want to tie a man's heart, you must first tie his stomach, and people go to the next level and directly tie their daughter.

"Mom,

I'm done. Babbling pulled out the pacifier in her mouth and licked her tongue, and raised the bottle to Mo Meng's face, "Babbling is not full, and I still have to drink." ”

"Little gluttonous cat, come to me, the old woman's sister will pour it for you. Mono smiled and took the bottle, and said his nickname without mind. Babbling politely nodded his head in thanks, and Mono smiled even more happily.

Mo Meng puffed out her cheeks and stared at Mo Nuo, who got up to make milk powder, and kicked Yang Haohui lightly with her toes at the bottom of the table: "Hey, take care of things, our daughter is about to be abducted by others." ”

Yang Haohui didn't react, still staring at the newspaper.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to you!"

Yang Haohui still didn't react, his brows tense like a hard bow.

"What do you see?" Mo Meng felt that something was wrong, and Yang Haohui rarely ignored himself.

"The back page of the newspaper, a disgusting name. Yang Haohui said, "Mo Meng, have you heard of the Hunter Pavilion?"

Mo Meng was silent for a moment and nodded: "As long as you are a guard, you won't know it." ”

"Recently, their activities have become more and more rampant, and there have been 14 more kidnappings about them in just one month than before. Yang Haohui looked at Mo Nuo on the side of the stove and lowered his voice, "You know my situation, but I'm not very familiar with this side." Tell me about the specifics of this organization, you should know a lot about it in the Guardian Family. ”

"Seriously, babbling is still here, I really don't want to mention it. Mo Meng smiled bitterly and blocked her babbling ears, "If you can describe it in one sentence, it is the most brutal criminal organization in the history of the Tianyuan Realm. ”

"Isn't it Shadow Martial Arts, there are a lot of masters in the Hunter Pavilion?" Yang Haohui asked.

"Pay attention to my rhetorical brother Yang, it's 'cruel'. This organization is much smaller than the Shadow Martial Arts, with only five ninth-order elementalists, and the guild code name is 'Five Senses'. It's not weak, but it's not strong. "But when it comes to what you do, Shadow Martial can even be called a charity." ”

"The word 'hunter' in the Hunter's Hall is actually an abbreviation for 'hunting humans', and this organization specializes in the gray work of human trafficking, and has colluded with many underground slave markets. Unlike some of the same criminals, most traffickers will try to keep their slaves as safe as possible before selling them for a good price, but the Hunter's House is very keen on abusing meat tickets. The victims they kidnapped were either sold or abused to death, and they are currently the only human crime organization with a zero survival rate. Mo Meng paused, "The corpses that can be found are almost all flesh-foaming, and they are completely unrecognizable. ”

Yang Haohui nodded, his face expressionless. Although Mo Meng said it briefly, he could still hear the strong smell of blood in every word. The Guards Guild must have a criminal record of this level, and Mo Meng must have seen a lot. Words often only convey 30% of the truth, and Yang Haohui doesn't really want to think about the remaining 70% of the picture.

"Brother, don't you just finish breakfast and talk about this, isn't it disgusting?" Mono, who returned to his seat, handed the bottle to babble, "Hunter's Pavilion, alas, these three words can almost be used as swear words in our place." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Haohui was puzzled.

"Junior brother, do you know the seven great clans of Tianyuan, which are humans, forest spirits, primordial beasts, primordial spirits, dwarves, giants, and hybrids. The Yuan Demon is a branch of the Yuan Beast Clan, and it is not counted. Mono sighed deeply and drank the half glass of milk left over from breakfast, "The Hunter Pavilion is made up entirely of humans, and the buyers are basically humans. What kind of prey do you think will be preferred by professional human traffickers made up of humans?"

"Races other than humans. Yang Haohui recalled the topic of human trafficking that Yeyin had said during the actual combat class.

"Yes, especially the Yuan Demon, I heard that nearly a thousand of my compatriots have been murdered. Mono nodded, "We are by far the largest race outside of humans, and we are the easiest source for them to replenish. And secondly, it's probably Mori Sei."

Before Mono could finish speaking, the tentacles on his forehead suddenly popped up. She looked at Yang Haohui in surprise, with a puzzled face. At the same time, babbling suddenly stopped drinking, looked at Yang Haohui, and shrank timidly in Chao Momeng's arms.

Yang Haohui still has that paralyzed face, which makes it difficult to see joy and anger. But his hands clutched the newspaper into obvious folds, and he trembled slightly. Mono knew he was angry, even furious, and the tentacles above her head keenly caught the pheromones emanating from Yang Haohui's sweat. Babbling also learned Yang Haohui's emotions through telepathy, and instinctively became afraid.

Mono didn't know why the usually gentle boy was so angry, and the reflection of the side of his face in the sun was like the edge of a guillotine. But Mo Meng knew the reason, and Mo Nuo's words inadvertently mentioned the unknown sore spot in Yang Haohui's heart, called Xikui Xiangyang's sore spot. She also knew why Yang Haohui suddenly asked about the Hunter Pavilion just now, because he recognized the name, and he was even more impressed than Ying Wu.

In Nozomi's memory, it was this criminal organization that once deprived Nozomi of all the happiness of being a human being.

Mo Meng stretched out her soft little hand and pressed it gently

The boy trembled on the back of his hand, and did not speak for a long, long time. Babbling boldly ran to Yang Haohui's feet, stood on tiptoe and put his head on his knees, hugged his calves and shook gently: "Did you do something wrong?" Dad is not angry, babbling and obedient. “

After a long silence, Yang Haohui sighed and rubbed his babbling hair: "I'm not your father...... Babbling is very good, I'm not angry. ”

"Maybe I'm overthinking. He raised his eyes to look at Mo Meng again, "The sudden increase in activity of the Hunter Pavilion in recent days is a bit like the situation when Geng Yan encountered the 'Scorpion of the East China Sea'. ”

"Brother Yang, you mean"

"I guess I've found some very powerful backstage, and all I can think of is Shadow Warrior. Yang Haohui smiled, smiling very coldly, "It's good, it proves that I will meet them sooner or later." ”

"Hmm. ”

"I'm looking forward to it. ”

Mono listened in a fog and just wanted to ask about the specific situation. A person staggered in at the door of the kitchen and greeted everyone present: "Yo, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law are here, and so are you, Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Xiao Yan?" Mo Meng beckoned to Geng Yan, "I haven't seen you for a holiday, what are you busy with?"

"When you go out on a mission, you can't let your hands and feet get rusty, right. Geng Yan hurriedly waved his hand at Yang Haohui, who cast a frightened gaze, "This time with the old man! Brother Yang is relieved, it's safe." ”

"Are you okay?" Yang Haohui asked suddenly.

"Don't worry, it's delicious. Geng Yan smiled and patted his chest.

Yang Haohui looked Geng Yan up and down, but he hadn't seen him lose a lot of weight for a few months. With Geng Yan's strength, being tired and thin is naturally not credible, so the only explanation can only be that the side effects of his blood teaching have intensified. Qianji said that Geng Yan could hold out for a year or two, but not dying does not mean that he will not suffer, and this mission is probably also aimed at suppressing the fire spirit. But Geng Yan's smiling face was full of sunshine and didn't say a word, obviously because he didn't want to worry about himself.

"Don't get too tired, pay attention to your body. Yang Haohui finally just said such a pun.

"You are, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Geng Yan understood, but returned with a more sunny smile.

"Well, I always feel like there are a lot of secrets between you," Mono was even more confused now, scratching his hair in confusion.

"It's all the same class, and I'll talk to you about the second sister-in-law in the future. Geng Yan owed to apologize.

"What do you call her?" Mo Meng raised her eyebrows, and suddenly came back to her senses.

"Of course, of course, you are the main house" Geng Yan's face turned red, and he hurriedly bowed again.

"Can you stop? It's not your sister-in-law. Yang Haohui propped his forehead and interrupted the unnutritious conversation in time, "Do you want something to eat?" I'll make it for you." ”

"No, I want to go back to the dormitory and sleep first. Geng Yan seemed to be really tired, leaning against the door and not coming in, "Just to bring a message Brother Yang, my mother has something to look for you." ”

"Okay, you rest as soon as possible. Yang Haohui got up and walked out of the kitchen.

There was no need for anyone to lead the way, and Yeyin basically talked to him in the bedroom, which was more familiar than his own house. The door was open, and it looked like Yeyin had just returned. However, due to Sui Xinting's situation last time, Yang Haohui still knocked on the door very rigorously. After hearing the response from inside, I walked in, and when I entered the door, I saw Yeyin sitting on the edge of the bed in a bathrobe, her hair still wet.

"Did you just take a shower, teacher?" Yang Haohui found a stool and sat down.

"I just came back with Ah Yan, and I was sweating. Yeyin lit a thin cigarette, threw Yang Haohui a packaged gift box and smiled, "Hank hit me with a snail, I heard that you just had a birthday." A little bit of the special snacks of the province of Yusos, the time is a bit rushed, I only have time to buy these, I hope you don't mind. ”

"You're welcome, thank you very much. Yang Haohui looked at the gift box, caught a glimpse of a gilded fire paint in the lower left corner, and was suddenly stunned, "Yusos...... Auction?"

"One of the largest auction houses in the all-day metaverse, held once every four months. It is an important circulation place for all kinds of precious natural materials and earthly treasures on the non-black market, and one-eighth of the collections in the leyline palace come from there. Yeyin seemed to think of something, adding, "This gadget was also bought at auction, but don't think too much, it's not too expensive." ”

In fact, this birthday gift is called "Thousand Fish Paste", and it took a year for the Eastern Metaverse "Pinxiangzhai" to produce three pieces of the best dim sum, and Yeyin searched all over the exhibition area to find eight. Any small piece is made of more than 1,000 kinds of edible fish and animal fat boiled and thawed and condensed, and the residual fragrance can be wrapped around the beam for three months at the moment of uncovering. It is basically a good thing that has no price and no market, and the price of the same weight can be compared to barefoot gold. Yeyin naturally wouldn't say how long she and Qianji went to the auction and how many times she added chips to grab the hand, she never felt distressed about spending money on her students, so she was just afraid that Yang Haohui wouldn't.

Yang Haohui, who was used to living a poor life, couldn't imagine how much the gadgets in his hands were worth the hard-earned money of the vast number of working people for several years, so he accepted it with peace of mind. He put the gift box into the travel ring and was silent for a few seconds: "Teacher, has Geng Yan's condition worsened?"

To be continued