To the west at the foot of the low hill is the field that the previous people have passed, and to the east is a barren clearing.

There were no weeds or trees in the clearing, but it was a muddy yellow color.

The clearing, on the other hand, is surrounded by a forest a little farther away.

In spring, the forest exudes bursts of life under the sunlight.

At the edge of the forest, several woodcutters in the same costume were wielding their knives and large axes and chopping trees.

The scene in front of him made Shi Wuwei think that this open space without weeds may have been part of that forest five years ago.

When the woodcutter saw him looking out into the distant forest, he turned his head to him and said in a cold voice.

"This firewood house on the right hand side will be your future residence."

Then the woodcutter looked him up and down again, and said, "You must not wear this garment again if you live here." Later I will have someone bring you a rough coat, and you will have to be like us, either farming or chopping wood!" ”。

Shi Wuwei frowned, and looked at the woodcutter with a gloomy face.

He remembered that when he first saw the woodcutter, there was still a smile on the other party's angular face, and there was kindness in his eyes.

But now, the smile has faded, and there is a cold smile on this angular face.

The kindness in his eyes also disappeared, and was replaced by a sense of hostility or wariness.

He found that the woodcutter had given him the impression that he was indeed like a woodcutter who had lived in the mountains for a long time.

But now, when he left his junior sister, all this feeling dissipated.

He only felt that the woodcutter standing in front of him had a strong hostility towards him.

Although he didn't know the other party's cultivation when he probed, with his knowledge, the other party would be above the three grades.

In fact, he could imagine where this hostility came from.

After all, he is not a member of the royal family, and his identity needs to be verified.

And a person like him, who is of unknown origin, lives here, and is a great threat to everyone in the village.

Therefore, he did not have any dissatisfaction with the woodcutter's attitude.

On the contrary, he even felt that it was the right thing to do if the other party was so cautious.

He looked into the woodcutter's eyes, nodded in agreement, and agreed with what the other man had said.

After that, he opened his mouth and asked.

"I don't know what to call you?"

He didn't know what to call each other.

But when I thought that I would need to stay here for a long time in the future, I wanted to know the name of the other party, or the position of the old dynasty.

He remembered that the other party had said the word 'last general' in front of his junior sister before.

Therefore, he thinks that this person may have been a general before.

The woodcutter turned and walked towards the firewood house, and said coldly without looking back.

"My surname is Li, and I am called Lao Li."

Although the woodcutter spoke coldly, Shi Wuwei was eager to know the current situation in the village, so he continued to ask.

"Brother Li! Can you tell us about your position in our court? Also, the emperor is really willing...".

He had to confirm the woodcutter's cultivation or position in the previous dynasty, and then he had to know the identities of everyone here. Because only when he knows the combat power of his own personnel can he estimate how to fight in the future.

But the premise is that he must also know whether the emperor is really as he saw and lost his fighting spirit. In other words, all His Majesty's words and deeds are also a kind of cover-up.

However, when he was only halfway through his words, the woodcutter in front of him turned around sharply.

His head was slightly lowered, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

And the moment he turned around, the cultivation in his body burst out to the extreme without reservation!

Oppress.

Extreme oppression.

Shi Wuwei only felt that he was unleashed by the momentum released by the other party, and he was rigidly fixed in place.

The heart is shaken, and the pupils are dilated.

He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary woodcutter would have the strength of the peak of the third grade.

He didn't expect that the other party would be directly angry because of his words.

The woodcutter stared coldly into Shi Wuwei's eyes, and said vigorously word by word.

"Remember! Over here! There is no imperial court! There is no emperor! None of the big things you think! Only the farmer and the woodcutter! And if you dare to speak out about things outside the village again! Whoever you are! No matter how you have anything to do with the princess! I'm going to kill you! ”。

After speaking, he saw that he stared at Shi Wuwei deadly, and then left in the direction he came.

And after feeling the pressure on his body dissipate, Shi Wuwei immediately held his hand on his chest and began to gasp.

He lowered his head and stared at the dirt beneath his feet, his eyes wide.

At this moment, the small blue gravel in the soil, or a slowly wriggling earthworm, or the small ants that were climbing over the mountains, all of them were clearly seen by him.

He didn't dare to look back at the departing woodcutter, and he couldn't make any other moves.

He only knew that the moment the other party spoke, he felt a real and undisguised killing intent.

But he didn't understand why the woodcutter wanted to kill him.

The purpose of his coming here is very simple, he just wants to assist the emperor and take revenge.

And he believed that every farmer or woodcutter here should have the same purpose as him.

"Is he afraid that I will leak the news of the Holy One again?"

To the people here, he is indeed an outsider.

But he had already identified himself, and the Yan thief had killed his clansmen again, and the senior sister had never questioned his identity to anyone here.

Therefore, he couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, and provoked the other party.

"Are these people! Are you really willing to become a man of the mountains? Don't they want revenge? ”。

The arms hanging down at either side have been clenched into fists.

A feeling of powerlessness mixed with indignation swept through his mind.

For a moment, he didn't know what he should do next.

He was scared, afraid that he would be ostracized by the people here.

He was even more afraid, afraid that his future would not lead to a lonely path again.

However, just when his mind first rose, the woodcutter who was far away said coldly.

?“ I know you're Lu Yunxian's disciple! Also know your relationship with the princess! But you have to remember! There is a difference between monarchs and ministers! Now that you're here! You have to face up to who you are! ”。

The body that stood quietly began to tremble faintly.

Shi Wuwei didn't look back at the person who was leaving.

Because in his mind, the scene on the top of Fangcai Mountain is coming to mind.

He remembered the side face of his sister when she ignored him and left.

He also remembered those eyes, which were both cold and unfamiliar.

The words 'the difference between the monarch and the minister' sounded in my ears again.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

Realizing something that might have made him miserable.

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