"Inner ghost!" Han Sheng couldn't help but snort softly after hearing this, and then hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, looking at Song Sitao in front of him with a look of surprise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, Han Sheng didn't think about the inner ghost, but he was quickly ruled out by himself, because the cruelty of the murderer's methods was really outrageous, and if it weren't for the blood hatred Han Sheng, he really couldn't imagine that anyone would do this. According to Han Sheng's guess, either the enemy of Puliu Villa heard that the ancestor of Puliu Villa had passed away and came to seek revenge, or a certain mad demon was hiding near Puliu Mountain to practice some kind of magic skill. But now that he heard the owner of the Puliu Mountain Villa in front of him personally say that there was an inner ghost, even if he didn't believe it, he had to doubt it.

Seeing that the young man in front of him didn't seem to believe it very much, Song Sitao sighed softly, and then his two godless eyes suddenly showed a little brilliance, staring at Han Sheng's face and saying, "Did Shangxian guess the origin of my Puliu Villa?"

Han Sheng didn't hide anything, he nodded, but he was really curious about how this Puliu Mountain Villa could occupy this Puliu Mountain, you must know that the costumes of the people in this village are clearly similar to the residents near the Hanging King City, where can you see the appearance of half of the aborigines of Yeyang County. And through some contact with those local men yesterday, Han Sheng learned that although these locals are simple, they all have a certain xenophobia, which is deeply rooted in the blood, if outsiders are guests and do business, it will be nothing, but Puliu Villa was born in Yeyang County to occupy such a huge mountain, I am afraid that the blood behind it is unknown.

"Actually, I'm afraid you can guess it, my ancestor of Puliu Mountain Villa is not from this Yeyang County, but from the Hanging Wangcheng clan. Originally, my ancestor was also a big family in Wangcheng, but he offended a prince who couldn't be provoked, and the prince was deeply trusted by the emperor. Cough...... Ahem, cough ......" As soon as Song Sitao's voice fell, he began to cough violently again.

Han Sheng naturally guessed a little, but he was still quite curious about how Puliu Villa could take root here: "Although this Yeyang County is so barren that it has become a three-hundred-year-old thing, the residents here are very xenophobic, and as far as I know, there is no shortage of forces in the local area that hide the masters of the mortal realm, how did Puliu Villa gain a foothold here?"

When Song Sitao heard this, his originally sickly white face was flushed with a slight weird flush: "Because my ancestor is a master at the peak of the mortal realm! You must know that a monk at the peak of the mortal realm can be regarded as a powerful person even in the sect, which is why the emperor did not allow the prince to be wanted after my ancestor fled, because chasing and killing a master at the peak of the mortal realm, even if he can succeed, the imperial court will definitely suffer heavy losses." And after my ancestor came to this Yeyang County, he naturally knocked down this mountain with his fists, and forced those local forces to sign an agreement not to infringe on my Puliu Villa for three hundred years!" Song Sitao looked extremely excited when he talked about this place, the flush on his face was even worse, and his originally gray eyes burst out with a superhuman look, as if he was about to return to the light, which made Han Sheng really afraid that he would accidentally swallow his breath. But it didn't take long for Han Sheng to find that his worries were obviously unnecessary, and Song Sitao was just in good spirits, and he soon began to cough violently again in less than five breaths.

"The three-hundred-year-old agreement expired more than two hundred years ago, but the local residents have long been accustomed to the existence of my Puliu Villa, and there have always been mortal realm powerhouses in the village, so it has been safe for a long time, but since the death of the last mortal realm ancestor in my village, the situation has been different. Song Sitao's face had already faded from flushing and returned to its original grayness: "At this time, if it is spread by someone with a heart, those illusions of peace in the past will be torn apart in an instant, and I am afraid that the aborigines here will not be able to keep us." ”

"So if it's really the enemy's doing, then just release this news and the whole mountain villa will be gone?" And the murderer didn't do this, but only secretly killed the high-level of the village, so as to infer that the only person who could do this could be the domestic servant who had been oppressed by the high-level of the village for a long time?" Han Sheng seemed to grasp the main point of Song Sitao's words, and blurted out at once.

Song Sitao looked at Han Sheng, with a rare smile on his face: "Shangxian is really smart, and he analyzed the reason from my words so quickly, but there is one thing you said wrong." ”

"Oh?" Han Sheng looked at Song Sitao in surprise.

"Although I have servants in Puliu Villa, I have never regarded them as servants. Zhuangnei has never recruited locals, and those domestic servants are all descendants of the retinue who followed their ancestors at the beginning, but they have always obeyed the ancestral teachings, so they treat my Song family as masters, but my Song family has already regarded them as a family, so how can I say that they are squeezed?" Hearing Song Sitao's answer, Han Sheng also nodded yes, so it seems that this Song family is indeed quite humane, no wonder there are few people in the village, it is only a few families that have multiplied to such a scale today, but who can be so ruthless to be so cruel to such a kind family?

"Ahem...... cough cough" After coughing again, Song Sitao took out a delicate handkerchief from his sleeve pocket to wipe the saliva on his mouth, and on the top of the handkerchief was embroidered a beautiful "jade" character.

Han Sheng was unconsciously curious: "This handkerchief is indeed very good-looking, may I ask which lady's craftsmanship this is?" and Song Sitao was shocked when he heard this.