The hawker's frightened expression fell on Gao Wuxiao's eyes, and he couldn't help but frown.

He knew that the demon slayer must not be ordinary, but why would he make this peddler so frightened.

Generally speaking, shouldn't people who are called demon slayers be admired and close to existence?

With his eyelids raised, Gao Wuxiao stared at the hawker for a long time, and when the hawker couldn't help but run away, he said, "I asked, you answered." ”

"Great, please speak, sir." The peddler held the golden bean and said tremblingly: "The little one knows everything and says everything. ”

Hearing the sound, Gao Wuxian tapped his jaw, judging from the hawker's performance, it seems that the reputation of the demon slayer is indeed not very good.

But it doesn't matter, he's not really a demon slayer anyway.

"Where's the village chief's house?"

There are not too many clichés, and Gao Wuxian goes straight to the point.

Hearing this, the hawker was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly said: "East Village, the red bricks and green tiles at the head of East Village are the village chief's house." ”

"The red bricks and green tiles of the East Village."

Hearing this, Gao Wuxuan nodded, and after figuring out where the village chief's house was, he could go and find it.

"Then the next question."

"You speak."

Gao Wuxian rubbed his nails lightly with one hand, his eyes pressed slightly, and asked, "Do you know Zhu Daowen?" ”

"Zhu, Zhu Daowen?" Listening to Gao Wuxiao's words, the peddler's expression was a little puzzled: "My lord, why are you asking a dead man?" ”

Syllable!

Gao Wuxuan swung out a palm and hit the hawker in the face, and the next moment his face suddenly swollen.

Stunned by Gao Wuxian's slap, the peddler really couldn't understand where he had angered the demon slayer.

"Great, spare your life! Spare a little life! ”

Without much hesitation, the hawker, who had just recovered from his senses, slammed his knees on the mud floor, and couldn't stop kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Shut up."

With a shout, Gao Wuxian stepped on the pedal's head, pressing his face into the mud, forcing his begging for mercy to be suppressed and unable to scream.

"Didn't I just say that?"

Gao Wuxiao's eyes were gloomy, and his anger was forced in his voice.

"I ask, you answer."

The sudden outburst of Gao Wuxiao made Xu Kui and the others stunned in place, dumbfounded, and didn't know why he did this.

It's a pity that Xu Jiaming is not here, otherwise he must have known that Gao Wuxiao was sick again.

But is Gao Wuxiao really sick?

He didn't, he wasn't sick, he just couldn't control his emotions.

After feeling his mood swings, Gao Wuxiao decisively used his ghost lips and tongue to devour his riotous emotions.

After his mind returned to his composure, Gao Wuxiao let go of the soles of his feet that were pressing the hawker's head, and said in a low voice: "I can ask you and answer, I won't hurt you." ”

Although Gao Wuxian said this, the peddler didn't believe it, now his face was still painful, and he was a little confused with his brain, I was afraid that he was not sick from this slap......

He secretly sighed in his heart that he was unlucky, and the hawker, who was already afraid of Gao Wuxiao, no longer dared to think about why he asked Zhu Daowen, and said tremblingly: "Zhu, Zhu Daowen is a famous blind rogue in our village, good at drinking and gambling, and he doesn't do his job every day, he just goes to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and owes a bad debt." ”

"But this is also one thing that the people in the village don't understand, obviously Zhu Daowen borrows money every day, but he can always pay off the money within the time limit, which makes the people in the village willing to lend him money, after all, every time he borrows money, Zhu Daowen will take care of himself and add interest, and it is not bad to repay the money afterwards."

"It's a pity that his daughter is obviously good-looking, and she has reached the age when she should get married, just because of his father, no one has ever come to the door to propose marriage......"

Gambling and drinking, in Gao Wuxian's impression, this kind of person will only die in his own hands in the end, and the facts have proved that his idea is right, according to the village chief, Zhu Daowen returned to the village drunk, accidentally fell into the river and drowned, which can be regarded as death in his own hands.

But that's just speculation.

But what the hawker said, Zhu Daowen can always pay off the gambling debts with interest, which is really confusing, obviously Zhu Daowen is not producing, is it really because he is proud in the casino and can win money one vote after another?

But if that's the case, how could Zhu Daowen be reduced to the point where he needs to borrow money?

His eyelids pressed down, and Gao Wuxuan became more curious about the disappearance of Zhu Daowen's corpse.

Could it really be that someone is behind it? But why is it Zhu Daowen?

There is also Zhu Xi's marriage, is Zhu Daowen really going to sell his daughter?

The doubts in his heart slowly coalesced, just waiting for him to uncover little by little along the thread and find the secret hidden in it.

"And then?"

Gao Wuxian's eyelids were raised, and his gaze fell on the vendor, staring at him so much that his body trembled.

"Big, adult, I know so much, the little one is a diligent vendor who sells baked cakes, never drinks and gambles, and naturally has not had much contact with Zhu Daowen.

The hawker's words made Gao Wuxian's brows frown.

"Alright."

Raising his hand to stop the hawker from trying to clear up his relationship with Zhu Daowen, Gao Wuxuan raised his head to find the direction and walked straight to the east of the village.

From the information that the hawker did not get here, the village chief should know better.

Seeing Gao Wuxian's steps, Xu Kui, who was still eating the baked cakes in small bites, immediately stepped forward to follow, and Gong He, who was eating the baked cakes on the side and watching him commit violence, also kneaded the oil paper, and pulled up Hao Liangjun, who was still eating the baked cakes, and quickly followed.

Zhujia Village is not big, a through road is enough to walk from the east end of the village to the west end of the village, and the four people who set off to the west end of the village did not take much effort to see a vermilion wall and green tiles.

Among the small houses, the small courtyard enclosed by red walls stands out.

Gao Wuxian, who knew that he had found the village chief's courtyard, looked up and looked forward, but he couldn't see the courtyard door at a glance.

I don't understand why just the village chief can have such a big house, Gao Wuxiao lowered his head and sighed slightly, walked all the way along the red wall, walked for about half a minute, and saw a large lacquered wooden door.

There was a man who looked like a guard standing in front of the door, looking bored.

This saved effort, and seeing the guards guarding the door, Gao Wuxuan did not hesitate and walked straight to him.

Behind him, Xu Kui and the three of them glanced at each other, and they hesitated for a while, after all, the guards were five big and three with long knives on their waists, and even if their expressions were relaxed, they still looked fierce and vicious, and they were not easy to mess with at first glance.

However, after a little hesitation, several people remembered Gao Wuxiao's combat power that could easily smash the thick wooden fence with one palm, and a little courage surged in their hearts, and they slowly followed him.

And just after Gao Wuxuan walked in front of the guard, the guard's relaxed expression suddenly tightened, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Stop! Wait for the name to be reported! No outsiders are allowed to enter the Zhu family's courtyard! ”

didn't say much to the guards, Gao Wuxian's palm flipped over, and the crude knife made of tar condensed was sandwiched between his fingers, and with a flick of his wrist, the tar knife immediately broke out of the air.