Zhao Zixian subconsciously stretched out his arms to shield the other three behind him. At the same time, he also used the true qi of the kitchen god to form an invisible protective shield in front of him, protecting the four of them inside.

Woowoo...... The little girl played a small black flute. She glared at Zhao Zixian and the others with a fierce look, the four fingers of her right hand holding the flute flicked, and her left hand reached out and hung it in the small cloth bag that seemed to be filthy around her waist.

Zhao Zixian's brows were deeply locked, and he didn't dare to move lightly. He was thinking in his heart whether to subdue the little girl by thunder. If the little girl is subdued, will it attract more powerful characters and cause more trouble?

If you are in someone else's territory, do you have to be in charge of someone else's life? Zhao Zixian's answer is only one word, no! He made a crazy and powerful decision in the middle of a button. He intends to subdue the entire Wushanzhai villagers, men, women, and children.

Zhao Zixian is good at calculation and is very calm when encountering things. There are only about a dozen households in the entire Wushan Village, and there are dozens of people. With the combat power index of more than 12,000 that he has shown so far, he is fully capable of dealing with all the villagers. What's more, he hid nearly half of his strength and three assistants such as Hei Kumei. Trying to subdue all the villagers with the Thunder Court method is just a piece of cake for them.

After making a decision, Zhao Zixian showed a resolute expression, and pressed his right hand into the backpack on the handle of the kitchen knife. He was about to make a statement to remind the three people behind him to do it, when he suddenly felt a cold current rise in the dantian.

This sudden change shocked Zhao Zixian. Could it be that you have fallen into the Gu?

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zixian felt a warm current rising in the dantian. The two air currents, one cold and one warm, were instantly entangled and flowed wantonly in the meridians of his body. He was suddenly miserable and didn't know why. His whole body trembled involuntarily, and he thought to himself that this was the end. Lao Zhao was recruited, and the other three would definitely not be spared.

The three people behind Zhao Zixian couldn't see the painful expression on his face, but they could see from his back that his condition was not optimistic. The little girl who was a few meters away in front of him looked frightened, stopped playing the little flute, turned around and ran. When she had taken a few steps, she glared at him with extremely resentful eyes, turned around again and ran away. Her thin figure quickly turned behind a wooden building and disappeared from their field of vision.

The other three Nakata Yi reacted the most quickly, reaching out to support Zhao Zixian's crumbling body, and asked in shock, "What's wrong?" You okay? ”

At this time, Hei Kumei also reacted, supported Zhao Zixian from the other side, and asked the same words of concern. "What's wrong? Are you okay? ”

Zhao Zixian's pain came and went quickly. When the little girl's figure disappeared, so did his pain. While he was curious, he secretly wondered if he had really fallen into the Gu again. Instead of answering, he asked, "How are you?" Did you get hit? ”

The two women looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time. Neither of them felt anything unusual in their bodies.

"Neither do I!" Lu Jie replied. "Boss, you're really in the Gu, right?" The tone was full of worry, he was a sincere contemplation of Zhao Zixian.

Zhao Zixian smiled bitterly and shook his head, expressing his uncertainty. He secretly took fire and looked inward, and found that there was nothing uncomfortable in his body. Slightly relieved, he suddenly felt that his body seemed to have changed, and he felt very comfortable.

"You're from the city?" A slightly old voice came, speaking a very strong dialect of Huaxia.

The four of them searched for prestige, only to see an old man about sixty years old walking out of the wooden building not far away. He was dressed in a navy blue suit, with short hair and a short beard, and he looked particularly energetic.

Zhao Zixian got an extremely important information from the old man's clothes. Wushanzhai is not completely isolated from the outside world, and there are people here who often go out. At the same time, it also means that the villagers in the cottage are not old and stubborn who are hard-working. It was only then that he remembered that the little girl from earlier spoke a very standard Huaxia language.

Zhao Zixian didn't notice that the little girl spoke standard Huaxia before, and that was because he was a normal person who spoke standard Huaxia for the little girl. People are like this, and in the absence of comparison, they will take common news as normal. As soon as the old man spoke, the Chinese language with a strong dialect flavor formed a strong contrast with the little girl's abundant and standard Chinese language.

"Yes, old man." Zhao Zixian replied politely. When he saw the old man with a harmless smile on his face, his heart was slightly relieved. The old man's facial expression and the little girl's facial expression also formed a strong contrast.

The old man walked to the place where the little girl was standing before, looked Zhao Zixian and the others up and down, and then said with a smile: "I see that you must be traveling here from a big city." After showing them the tourists, he then introduced himself: "My name is Wu Wenquan, and I am the village chief here. You can call me Uncle Quan. ”

"Hello Uncle Quan!" Zhao Zixian's face was full of sincere smiles. He secretly checked Wu Wenquan's internal condition with his fiery eyes, and found that the other party was just an ordinary old man, and his guard was also lowered a little.

However, the three of them still looked suspicious and vigilant.

"You must have been scared by the mad girl just now, right?" Wu Wenquan asked with a smile. has lived for most of his life, how could he not see that the eyes of the three people such as Hei Kumei are not good.

"Mad girl?" Zhao Zixian asked in surprise.

"Go, come into the house and talk. In the past, people from the city came to visit us, and they all stayed at my house. Wu Wenquan said with a smile. But it's not free. He was not in a hurry to answer Zhao Zixian's question, he felt that the little girl's matter was not important.

Zhao Zixian's mind was in a flash, and he understood the meaning of Wu Wenquan's words, and said with a smile: "Of course, there is no free lunch in the world. How much does it cost, you can always make a price. ”

"I don't blame you, the accommodation fee is 100 per person per day, and the food and drink are calculated separately, but the price is also clearly marked." Wu Wenquan looked like a child.

"Well, I'll live at your house." Zhao Zixian responded happily. "Uncle Quan, lead the way. We walked for a long time in the mountains, and we were already tired and anxious to rest. ”

"Good, good!" Wu Wenquan led Zhao Zixian and the others to their own wooden building. After the business was done, he remembered Zhao Zixian's previous question, and explained as he walked: "The crazy girl who stopped you earlier is called Wu Ling'er. She was only ten years old and an orphan. Hey, pretty poor ......."

Wu Wenquan's speed of speech was extremely fast, and he briefly said Wu Ling'er's matter while walking. Her parents went out to work in the early years, and when they returned to their hometown for the Chinese New Year, they were in a car accident and both died in a foreign land. The little girl who lost her parents couldn't bear the blow, and since then she has been crazy and upside down, saying that there are monsters when she meets people, and claiming to be the reincarnation of a witch god.

Talking unintentionally, listening with heart. Zhao Zixian listened very carefully to every word and every sentence of Wu Wenquan.

Wu Wenquan invited the four of them to sit down in his living room and served them tea himself. He moved a chair and sat down in front of Zhao Zixian. "We have a lot of souvenirs here, such as pheasants, local chickens and so on. Whatever you want to eat, I'll let my wife cook it for you. The shrewd old man saw that Zhao Zixian was the leader of the four.

Zhao Zixian smiled slightly, took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his backpack, counted ten and handed them to Wu Wenquan. "Uncle Quan, you can just watch it. I think this money is enough for us to eat and stay in the evening, right? "It not only shows that he has money, but also makes the other party feel that he is generous. The purpose is to be able to get some words out of Wu Wen's body.

Wu Wenquan took the money in his left hand, and the thumb of his right hand was a little foaming in his mouth, counting it very seriously, counting it twice and then checking the authenticity one by one. After he was sure that it was real money, he immediately replied with a smile: "Enough, enough." I'll ask the old woman to make you something to eat. But it's getting late today, so I don't have time to prepare too much for you. After that, he ran to the back hall and shouted, "Old woman, you're here, get more delicious food." ”

"Money glutches!" The black bitter girl said angrily.

Zhao Zixian shook his head and smiled bitterly, and glanced at the black bitter girl. "People die for money, and birds are the king of food, which is understandable. Do you think he's telling the truth? Thinking of the strange appearance of his previous body, he felt that Wu Ling'er was not a madman.

"Not sure." Tian Yi frowned, hesitated slightly, and replied.

Hei Kumei stared at Zhao Zixian again and again, and asked softly, "You really didn't get hit before?" ”

Zhao Zixian shook his head slightly, and said in the same low voice: "At that moment, I felt strange. But nothing happened, and I wasn't sure if I had actually been tricked. However, now I feel refreshed and do not feel unwell. Thinking of Wu Ling'er's eyes when she left, I couldn't help but feel furious.

The four of them were rather silent, each thinking about it. After a while, Wu Wenquan returned to the living room with a smile on his face, looked at Zhao Zixian and asked tentatively, "I'll take you to see the room first?" ”

Zhao Zixian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle Quan, this is not in a hurry. Let's wait until you're full. By the way, Uncle Quan, I heard that you are in the Black Miao clan here, will it be true witchcraft, Gu magic or something? He also asked tentatively, still wanting to get something out of Wu Wenquan's mouth.

"Hehe, I used to believe there was. But after so many years, I haven't seen it at all. As for the Black Miao people you mentioned, those are all rumors. There has been nothing for a long time, there is no black Miao and white Miao, there is only one Miao people. Wu Wenquan replied with a smile. He thought for a moment and glanced at everyone, and asked with a smile, "What, are you here for the legend?" ”

Zhao Zixian nodded and said, "Yes." I always see the plot about Gu art in movies and novels, and I'm very curious, just to verify it, and by the way, take a breath of the fresh air of the mountains and relax. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ling'er suddenly rushed into the living room, and shouted at Zhao Zixian with resentful eyes: "Demon, suffer death." Do you, a thousand-year-old snake demon, want to harm the world again? With that, he took out the little black flute and put it across his mouth.