Without exception, the origin of these teenagers, Wu Zhuanzi, not only knew who their ancestors were, but also personally supervised those who could survive, and the rest of the people disappeared or couldn't suppress their curiosity, and left the courtyard to touch the organ and die.

How can the first year of junior high school not understand that the disappeared teenagers were all killed, at least, the living people can't reveal everything in the village to the outside world.

The old Zhao looked at Chu Yi and walked calmly towards the water fence, and he was still scolding loudly in his heart: "This dead man is not angry at all, I don't know how he got into the villa that day." Such an unfazed character, thanks to the fact that he didn't understand anything, he was able to calm down. ”

It's just that Lao Zhao doesn't know that now for Chu Yi, a living dead, nothing can mention his interest. He couldn't help but think that on the first day of the new year, it was early in the morning, and a young man with a white collar and a green shirt followed the waterwheel into the back door of the villa in a daze. His clothes were slightly damp, not like a soaked mist, but dripping with water all over his body, and after a while, his clothes actually dried on their own.

Lao Zhao only glanced at the young man, and concluded that this person had a unique skill, how could ordinary people's clothes be dried by the wind so quickly, it must be his unnatural internal force that dried the cold shirt. Lao Zhao still remembered that he was also surprised to find such a person, but he heard the young man say that Fang was outside the door, and someone asked him if he was a person in the courtyard, and when he saw him standing there in a daze, he was extremely impatient and told him to roll in.

"So you got in." Lao Zhao rubbed his chin with one hand and stared at the young man with great interest. With a thin and long body and a pale and cold face, the young man stood under the tree very calmly, letting Lao Zhao inspect it.

"Cheng, you will work in this courtyard in the future, and everything will be sent by me. But there is one thing: Don't attract attention, I'm hiding you privately, and I can't help it when I get out of this courtyard. ”

The boy nodded faintly.

"What's your name?" Then Lao Zhao asked again.

"No name, no surname." The boy replied calmly, without thinking.

"Then let's call it the first day of the new year, today is the first day of the new year." Lao Zhao's eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible coldness.

The boy was noncommittal and pursed his lower lip.

So, the boy who was called the "first year of junior high school" first settled in the compound of the villa. He spoke very little, and he answered whoever told him to do something, and he was neat and silent. Lao Zhao seemed to be anxious to take in this young man of unknown origin, and he was absolutely to blame, because the villa never kept people who had not been screened by the general manager. Fortunately, the new long-term worker only does things and does not speak, which is easy for people to bully, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come up with any new tricks; In addition, such a small island could not find all the servants needed by the chief, and the young master never cared about the miscellaneous courtyard, so the people in this courtyard acquiesced to this quiet and simple young man.

It's just that Lao Zhao didn't expect that all their actions were clear, and they also forgot an ancient adage: "People are not as good as heaven." ”

2. The first battle

Located on the coast of the East China Sea, the villa is located in the middle of this independent island, with a far-sighted view and swallowing the wilderness. The island likes to plant holly trees with thick leaves, and on this warm and humid mountain island, the four seasons are green.

On the first day of the new year, as usual, I got up early in the morning to clean the courtyard.

The mist has been spreading in the courtyard, and the first year of the new year moves his feet neatly, repeating this daily morning class without distraction, without complaint. I don't know how long it took, but when I looked up one by one, I saw Wu Suan, a god operator.

Just as Chu Yi knew that this person was a divine operator, Wu Suan also knew that the person in front of him was definitely the young man he was looking for.

Wu Zhuanzi brocade clothes, hands behind his back, is standing under the honeysuckle tree through the green mist looking at the first year, those insightful eyes, definitely not like a forty-year-old should have, the shrewdness and ability that shoot out of it, so that those who have seen him will never forget.

Chu Yi couldn't help but bow his head, seeing that Manager Wu had not asked for a long time, he had no choice but to step forward and bow down: "Manager Wu." ”

The god operator's eyes were not shocked, and he said coldly: "The first year of junior high school? ”

"Exactly." The head of the first year of junior high still did not rise.

Wu Suan's face did not have any expression, his wide sleeved robe was tucked behind him, and his voice did not fluctuate without any fluctuations: "Don't alarm anyone, come with me." ”

In this way, even if you go to the sword mountain to go to the sea of fire, there is no way to resist in the first year of junior high school.

He quietly followed behind Mr. Wu, his body was straight, and his face did not show any expression of surprise, as if he was accustomed to being submissive.

Wu Zhuanzi walked with him for a long time, and when he passed through many courtyards and corridors, the people in the villa were quietly doing their own things and in an orderly manner. Chu Yi didn't squint, but he also appreciated the hidden power of the evil villa - the servant door was not only a practicing family, but also extremely disciplined, and no one ever looked at them from beginning to end.

Finally, we arrived at a spacious courtyard with a wide view on all sides, the bluestone slab and brick floor was not clean, and there were no trees planted in the grounds. The god operator walked to the center and stopped, and the first year of the junior high did not move and stood still, still looking at Manager Wu calmly, but he did not ask.

There was also a black-clothed young man in the venue, standing next to Wu Suan in the wind, just dividing the left and right corners to catch the attack of the first year.

The first year of junior high school did not understand what the intention of this formation was, he quietly glanced at the young man in black, but was shocked to find that it was like seeing a heavenly man for the first time.

The young man's posture was like a willow shining on the water, and he stood there calmly, his hair soft and shiny, and even the dew drops between the leaves outside the courtyard drooped sideways. The young man didn't say anything, his thin lips pursed into a line, and his dark pupils stared coldly at the person in front of him. A slight morning breeze blew across the young man's fair cheeks, and his hair fluttered gently in the morning dew.

Chu Yi looked at him, and there was a moment of distraction on his face.

The young man in black was still indifferent.

"Could it be that this is the boy who moves the world - the owner of the evil village?" Chu Yi quickly held back his thoughts, thinking about the situation in front of him, "I wonder if I can escape with the joint blow of him and the god operator?" But there was silence on his face.

"The old man believes that he didn't look away, and the first day of junior high school is not an ordinary person. So, "The eyes of the divine operator flashed, and the hands behind him were ready to go," Can you tell the old man, what do you want? ”

"At first, I sought to find a place in this troubled world, without any attempt." The young man in the green shirt immediately looked directly into the eyes of the god operator sincerely, and clearly stated his thoughts.

Wu Operator saw the sincerity in his eyes, but he still didn't move, and only looked coldly at the black-clothed young man.