It didn't take much time to clean the sludge and change clothes, and after fastening the belt around his waist, he sat alone at the Eight Immortals table in the hall, his eyes slightly blankly looking at the spiritual seat on the altar.

In the smoky offering room, there are only the spiritual seats of Zhu Xi's grandmother and mother, but the spiritual seats of Zhu Xi's father, Zhu Daowen, who should be placed together, are not there.

It's like a corpse in a coffin that should be lying down.

So is Zhu Daowen really not dead, or did someone quietly do something?

Even if that murderous color can take away Zhu Daowen's corpse, then why does Zhu Xi's family not have Zhu Daowen's spiritual position?

Could it be that the Zhu family knew in advance that Zhu Daowen was fine?

Gao Wuxian put forward one conjecture after another, and then overturned these conjectures.

"Drowning without water, drying without disease, burning without fire, swallowing stones without incident, dissecting and hearting without sharp weapons......"

Lighting the wooden table with one hand, Gao Wuxiao muttered about the death of the villagers he heard from the village chief, and indeed as the village chief said, the death of these villagers did not seem so ordinary.

It's a pity that Zhu Xi didn't ask about the spiritual position when he was still there, shook his head and sighed lightly.

At this moment, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that Gong He and Hao Liangjun had also changed their clothes and walked over.

"Where's Xu Kui?"

Gao Wuxuan raised his eyes to look at Gong He and said, "What do you think next?" ”

"Xu Kui should be fine right away." Gong He forcibly suppressed his fear of Gao Wuxian, and pretended to be calm and said: "The next words, we will listen to you." ”

The bent index finger tapped on the tabletop, Gao Wuxian's eyes pressed, and he heard the tremor in Gong He's voice, and the words he wanted to say swallowed into his belly.

"Then let's talk about it when Xu Kui comes."

After finishing speaking, Gao Wuxian didn't say anything more, and waited quietly for Xu Kui to come out of the backyard.

"Brother Harmless!"

Before the sound arrived, Gao Wuxiao listened to Xu Kui's somewhat panicked voice as he approached, and immediately turned his head to look.

Holding the yellow cancan gold bar in his hand, Xu Kui, who had changed his clothes, was running over with a panicked face.

"Brother Harm, Brother Harmless!"

Xu Kui ran to the table of the Eight Immortals, holding the gold bar in his hand, trying to calm his breath.

"Whew...... Call...... Brother Wuxiao, Zhu Xi Zhu Xi put the gold bar in my clothes, what does this mean? ”

His eyes fell on the gold bar that Xu Kui was holding, Gao Wuxian's eyelids were raised, his lips pursed, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be looking at others too shallowly.

Should it be said that Zhu Xi is too kind?

The benefits that fall into the mouth are not necessarily eaten.

"Let's go, there's still more time, let's go out on the streets."

Supporting the table of the Eight Immortals with one hand, Gao Wuxuan got up and hid the blood and weak spells in his clothes, leaving only the corpse rope wrapped around his waist.

"Huh? Yes? ”

Seeing Gao Wuxian get up, Xu Kui was a little stunned, and he didn't get Gao Wuxian's answer, which made him at a loss.

"Brother Wuxiao, then, what about the gold bars?"

The heavy gold bar in his hand made Xu Kui even more overwhelmed.

glanced sideways at Xu Kui, who was staying in place, and Gao Wuxuan turned around and walked straight forward.

"Take it."

"Huh!?"

Gold bars, this is gold bars!

After listening to Gao Wuxian's unfluctuating tone, Xu Kui couldn't help but clench the yellow and clear gold bar in his hand and swallowed his saliva quietly.

On the other side, Gong and the two of them had already kept up with Gao Wuxian.

"Xu Kui, let's go."

Gao Wuxiao heard a small shout from afar, which made Xu Kui, whose eyes were almost glued to the gold bar, come back to his senses suddenly.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Xu Kui, who responded to the sound, carefully put the gold bar into his arms, and hurriedly trotted to keep up with everyone.

I didn't forget the way I came, and after a while, a few people who changed their outfits came to the entrance of Zhujia Village again.

Looking up, there were still people coming and going, and there was a lot of people, and it was impossible to see the appearance of six big living people who died in a row not long ago.

This appearance fell in the eyes of Xu Kui and them, and naturally it was not so easy to accept.

Xu Kui, who was standing behind Gao Wuxian, reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, and asked softly, "Brother Wuxiao, where are we going?" ”

Hearing Xu Kui's voice, Gao Wuxiao raised his eyes and looked at the street, a vendor selling baked cakes, looking bored.

"Let's try to ask the village chief where his house is."

Gao Wuxuan said to Xu Kui as he walked in the direction of the vendor.

Seeing that Gao Wuxuan started to act, Xu Kui and the others didn't say anything more, and followed him with peace of mind.

After all, the inhuman ability he showed before is really hard not to make people want to hug their thighs.

And when Xu Kui and the three of them were thinking nonsense, Gao Wuxuan also found the vendor.

As soon as he saw Gao Wuxian coming, he still had a pair of people who were selling baked cakes, and he hurriedly smiled on his face, and smiled at Gao Wuxian: "Hey, the guest officer, my family's baked cakes are first-class fragrant!" Plenty of materials! A biscuit tube for a ......"

"Alright, I didn't listen to your boasting."

Gao Wuxian raised his hand and interrupted the hawker's boasting.

At this time, Xu Kui and the three of them also came behind him, and when they saw three short-haired men with a woman, the hawker's eyes couldn't help but change a little.

"Guest, guest, this is ......"

Seeing the vigilance in the hawker's eyes, Gao Wuxian didn't plan to mess around more, reached into his sleeve with one hand, took out another gold bar from the black watch space, pinched it with his fingertips, and rubbed out a gold grain.

"Baked cakes, one for each person."

Turning over his hand to withdraw the gold bar to the black watch space, Gao Wuxian took out his right hand holding the gold grain with a expressionless face, and with a flick of his finger, the gold bar with the size of the fingernail of the little finger reflected the sunlight and fell into the hawker's stall.

"Kim! Gold! ”

Seeing the yellow gold grains falling on the oiled paper containing the pancakes, the hawker's eyes immediately widened, grabbed the gold grains, and carefully put them away, and there was no picture of biting the gold as Gao Wuxian imagined.

But maybe he gave too little gold?

But it's too much, and I don't dare to ask for it when I look at the vendors, so it should be just right?

Gao Wuxiao secretly considered it in his heart.

At this time, the vendor also put away the gold grains, piled up a flattering smile on his face, packed the baked cakes with oiled paper, and handed them to Gong and the three people beside Gao Wuxian, before he asked cautiously: "Guest, guest officer, you shouldn't be an ordinary person......, right?" It's ...... to come to Zhujia Village."

In the middle of the conversation, the peddler suddenly shut up, quite taboo.

"I didn't expect you to have a good eye."

The peddler himself made an excuse for himself, and Gao Wuxiao didn't need to make up more lies, and then he said: "That's right, the four of us are demon slayers from Shangcheng, and the so-called thing is what you keep silent about now." ”

"Ahh Demon Slayer! ”

As soon as he heard Gao Wuxian say that he was a demon exterminator, the peddler immediately softened his feet, and hurriedly took out the golden beans that had not yet been covered in his arms, holding them with both hands, and did not dare to raise his head.

"Great, great! The small ones don't deliberately collect money from adults! This baked cake is eaten casually, no money, no money......"

The peddler said in a trembling voice, as if he remembered great fear.