Chapter Seventy-Three: The Old Things Remembered Again

"Ouch, Aunt Hua lightly~" As soon as the figure of the old woman Wen disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, Li Yanzhi felt that his ears were being pinched.

In fact, it is said to be "pulling", but it is just a light mention, where is Aunt Hua willing to hurt him.

"You kid, you're getting wilder, you haven't returned for a long time, I don't know if the elders are worried?" Aunt Hua asked sternly.

Li Yanzhi saw the opportunity, and hurriedly asked for mercy again and again, coaxing all kinds of good words. He knows Aunt Hua's character best, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, as long as Li Yanzhi admits his mistake and begs for a few words, there will be nothing.

Sure enough, after a while, Aunt Hua was coaxed to be happy, and she was still half stern, and she was both cold and warm to Li Yanzhi: "Is Zhi'er hungry? Aunt Hua will get you something to eat." ”

"Uncle Jin, do you have any wine?" Seeing that Aunt Hua's figure was about to disappear at the door, Li Yanzhi hurriedly whispered to Uncle Jin on the side.

The "wine" Li Yanzhi said was naturally Uncle Jin's daughter Hong, and if he didn't drink it for a few days, he felt that he missed it tightly.

Uncle Jin smiled slightly, and was about to say "yes".

Aunt Hua, who had already walked to the door, suddenly turned around and snorted coldly at Uncle Jin, obviously hearing Li Yanzhi's words.

Uncle Jin hurriedly restrained his smile, looked at Aunt Hua innocently, and shook his head again and again to indicate no, with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

Aunt Hua was relieved and walked out.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when Aunt Hua turned around, Uncle Jin made a "yes" mouth shape at Li Yanzhi, and Li Yanzhi immediately smiled understandingly.

Wei Yinyin on the side looked helplessly at the three people who were as funny as living treasures, shook his head and chuckled, only feeling that his heart was at peace and the years were quiet.

When Li Yanzhi looked up again, he saw a young man behind the old woman Wen, who had an extremely delicate face, but for some reason his face was extremely gloomy. However, when he saw Li Yanzhi under the guidance of the Wen family, the gloom on his face dissipated for a while, and he bowed down to Li Yanzhi.

"Duanmuchen worshiped Engong, thanked Engong for helping his grandmother when she was in distress and arranged a place for her to live, thanked Engong for saving her grandmother under the blue-faced man's whip, and thanked Engong for rescuing me from the blue-faced man. Please accept Duanmuchen three times. ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed, his face full of gratitude.

"Brother Chen's words, please get up quickly. Li Yanzhi saw that Duanmuchen's face was still a little pale, and knew that his injuries had not healed, so he quickly helped him up.

At this time, Aunt Hua, who was preparing the meal, and Uncle Jin, who went to get wine for Li Yanzhi, had already returned, prepared a table full of dishes, and several good daughters on the altar.

It was noon time to eat, and everyone exchanged a few polite greetings and sat down.

"Old sister-in-law, I have long said that your grandson has a blessed face, and the auspicious people have their own natural appearance, you see that this is not a safe return, and he has also won the show!" Aunt Hua said to the old woman Wen very familiarly, obviously these days, the two of them get along well.

"Aunt Hua, accept your auspicious words, accept your auspicious words. Wen said happily.

They were smiling and laughing, and Li Yanzhi also chatted a lot with Duanmuchen here.

After some conversation, Li Yanzhi felt that he was really humble, polite, and knowledgeable.

It's just that I don't know why this young man has been frowning, and he seems to have a great heart.

When it came to being lucky to save his life, Duanmuchen couldn't help but be grateful, but then he sighed.

"I'm out of danger, but I don't know what happened to the other thirty or so teenagers who were sick with me, the blue-faced man was going to throw us to the mass grave and bury us alive, and they were afraid that they were already more than lucky. Duanmuchen looked sad, afraid that his grandmother Wen would be worried when he heard it, so he deliberately lowered his voice and sighed.

"Brother Chen, don't be sad, those thirty-eight teenagers have been rescued by the masters, and all of them are fine, and the blue-faced man and his evil subordinates have also been killed and abandoned in the mass grave by the masters. Li Yanzhi comforted. deliberately did not say that three teenagers had died, for fear of making Duanmuchen sad again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Li Yanzhi suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Uncle Jin suddenly.

For some reason, Li Yanzhi felt that Uncle Jin was in a very good mood today, and there was always a smile on his honest and simple face. At this time, he was drinking and eating meat with a comfortable face, and suddenly felt the gaze from Li Yanzhi, so he asked puzzledly: "Zhi'er, what are you looking at me like this?"

At this time, Aunt Hua's shoulders shook without a trace, and then hurriedly lowered her head to pick up the vegetables to hide the smile on her face that was about to be hidden.

"It's nothing Uncle Jin, I just want to tell you to eat more. Li Yanzhi hurriedly covered up.

Just when he talked about the mass grave, he remembered that there was a corner of his clothes next to the corpse of the blue-faced man, and the fabric was exactly the same as one of Uncle Jin's clothes. At that time, he doubted whether it was possible to kill more than 20 well-trained subordinates of the blue-faced man in one fell swoop, and the master was Uncle Jin.

If he had never thought like this before, but a series of recent events couldn't help but think about it in this direction-

originally thought it was absurd and unbelievable, but the tequila king grass recorded on it really existed, and it also helped me kill the blue-faced man;

The strange point of light that let me know in advance the blue-faced man's next move seems to have a great relationship with the stitches on the puppet;

Whenever I was exhausted, the wonderful melody that I felt in the qi and blood meridians and made me quickly recover my strength seemed to be exactly the same as the score composed by Sister Wei......

Li Yanzhi didn't know whether this was just a coincidence, or whether "Shencao Lu", the puppets, and the music score really had unpredictable and mysterious effects.

If it is the latter, then Uncle Jin, Aunt Hua, and Sister Wei are by no means just ordinary people.

At this moment, Li Yanzhi felt very strange in his heart, these three people were all close relatives to him, and he had always thought that they were just ordinary village husbands and village women, no different from people in neighboring villages. But if one day you find out that they are not so ordinary, it will be a little difficult to accept for a while.

But soon, Li Yanzhi will no longer be entangled in this problem - now that the matter has not been decided, it is useless to think about it, and he will have his own way to verify it for a while.

Li Yanzhi thought of Uncle Jin's clothes, which were exactly the same material as the clothes he found in the mass grave.

In order to track the traces of the blue-faced man that day and try to rescue the more than 30 teenagers, Li Yanzhi deliberately put a lot of dragon phosphorus powder in the car that pulled the teenagers.

This dragon phosphor powder has a peculiar nature, colorless, tasteless and non-toxic, and is extremely difficult to be detected, but it is a powerful tool for tracking. Wherever you pass, you will leave a trace. In the same way, if someone comes close, they will definitely get stained. Water can't wash it off, and the soil can't be buried.

If the person who rescued more than 30 teenagers was indeed Uncle Jin, there would definitely be traces of dragon phosphorus powder on his body, and when the time came, he only needed to use the blindfold made of the Nine Palaces Golden Stone to see at a glance.

Thinking of this, Li Yanzhi couldn't help but glance at Uncle Jin meaningfully.