"Sacrificial Wine King Dujin?"

"You were kidnapped back by him?!"

"And what is your real identity?"

A series of questions made Chiba Fuso's brain buzz, and he didn't know which question to answer.

"He has been secretly controlling me, I am forced by his side, please let His Highness save me." Chiba Fuso kept repeating this phrase.

"Tell me clearly, what the hell is going on?"

"I was originally a fisherman's daughter in a fishing village in the South China Sea, and my village has been fishing for generations, so three years ago, on the seventh day of the seventh month, my father and I went out to sea to fish......

Chiba Fuso, who returned from fishing, returned home as usual.

But that night, a group of outsiders came to the fishing village, claiming to be passers-by for the night.

The village was kind-hearted, so he let the group temporarily live in the ancestral hall in the village for the night.

The ancestral hall is dedicated to the dragon king, and every year when the sea opens, the villagers come here to offer incense and pray for a good harvest this year.

That night, the wind was strong and the sea was rough, and many fishing boats anchored at the pier were destroyed by the waves.

The seaside is stormy, but the fishermen are used to it, but as that night, the storm was sudden, which is rare in the world.

But the storm lasted less than two hours, and the rain subsided, and the dark and lightless fishing village suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

As the night turned to day, the fishing villages stepped out of their homes and headed for the light.

It is the ancestral hall dedicated to the Dragon King.

When the villagers arrived at the ancestral hall, the group of guests seemed to have changed into a different person, with snake eyes and dragon scales, as if they had been stimulated by something, and when they saw someone approaching, they started to kill.

The fishing villages were dead and wounded, and the originally comfortable small fishing village was bleeding overnight.

In the process of escaping, Chiba Fuso unfortunately fell into the sea, and when she woke up, she had been rescued by Wang Dujin.

Hearing this, Xiao Wuxin became more and more puzzled, and said, "He saved you, but why did you say that it was the sacrificial wine that abducted you." ”

"At first, I thought so, knowing that I had discovered ......"

Ding Ding Ding Ding~!

The bell in Chiba Fuso's hand suddenly rang, and she turned pale with fright, and said, "It's not good, the sacrificial wine found out that I left the national prison, and I must go back." ”

As soon as Chiba Fuso leaves the specified distance, the bell will ring immediately.

"When it's ugly tonight, the mountain behind the country's prison."

After Chiba Fuso hurriedly finished speaking, he turned around and ran back towards the country in a frenzy.

Halfway through the story, Xiao Wuxin's curiosity was aroused, this feeling was like peeing halfway, chasing the drama to the previous episode of the finale, and the meal was gone in the process of eating.

In my heart, it's called a scratching of ears and cheeks.

......

Back at the palace, Xiao Wuxin told the county lord of Shuoyang what happened to Guozijian and expressed his inner doubts.

Unexpectedly, the words of the county lord of Shuoyang made Xiao Wuxin's doubts even heavier.

"It's also strange to say, when I was in school in Guozijian, the king's sacrificial wine was notoriously harsh, even if Xiao Yanting broke his thorn, he was obedient to it."

"When the prince made a mistake, he also punished him mercilessly, and at that time, we all jokingly called him 'Wang Yanluo'."

"After graduating, he traveled far and wide, supposedly in search of a gifted prisoner who could serve the Empire."

Three years later, he finally returned after hardships, and only brought back a Dongying girl, who seemed to be called Ye ...... What mulberry ......"

"Chiba Fuso." Xiao Wuxin reminded.

"Yes, yes, that's the name." The county lord of Shuoyang was a little surprised, and continued: "However, since he came back, his temperament has changed greatly, not only does he not have the previous temper of Yama, but he is also very kind to people, and he is like two people. ”

"If it's two?!" Xiao Wuxin asked rhetorically.

"Yes, those of us who have been taught and tortured by him are extremely envious of the current juniors."

However, the young Yan Shi has become a good time for them to reminisce about the past.

They are envious, but if they really have a life, they will still hope to meet a "Yama" teacher, because it is the teacher's strictness that makes their literary level consolidated.

Xiao Wuxin didn't have the time to recall the past, his past was only pain and hatred, and every time he thought about it, it was extremely painful.

"What did he go through in those three years that would make his temper change so much?" Xiao Wuxin muttered to himself, "Family changes? Losing a son in middle age and a daughter in old age? ......”

But the county lord of Shuoyang immediately denied it: "The king's sacrificial restaurant is very peaceful, and he has no sons, only two daughters." ”

"And why?"

"Who knows, maybe he's a fake." The county lord of Shuoyang said casually.

Some casual talk to unravel the doubts...... Xiao Wu's heart flashed: "Yes, what if he is fake." ”

"No, the king's sacrificial wine is fake?" The county lord of Shuoyang covered his mouth in disbelief.

There is no way to know the truth, and it needs to wait for verification, but Xiao Wuxin's sixth sense told him that there is a high probability that this is the case.

He kissed the forehead of the county lord of Shuoyang excitedly, causing the county lord's cheeks to flush.

At this time, the county lord of Shuoyang suddenly felt a little nauseous in his stomach and wanted to vomit.

"County Lord, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Wuxin asked.

"I didn't ...... Thing, maybe I've been eating bad stomach lately, just take a break. ”

Oh, Xiao Wuxin didn't care.

It was late at night.

Xiao Wuxin changed into night clothes and shuttled on the roof.

Follow the agreed place.

The ugly time has just passed.

Chiba Fuso staggered and limped to the rockery.

Looking at her face again, the bruises on her forehead were clearly visible.