"Where are we going next?" Qingge stood aside and said coldly.

Thinking of the information that Ziyang Zhenren gave him before leaving, Zhuohua waved his hand, "Go to Yaocheng." ”

Yaocheng is not too far away from Xiaoyao Sect, to be specific, it should be that there are traces of demon cultivation in Yaocheng first, and then something happened to Xiaoyao Sect.

Several people didn't have a problem with that.

The situation in Yaocheng is not quite the same as Zhuohua imagined.

As usual, a place that has been attacked by demon cultivators, if not deserted, will not have too many people.

However, when Zhuohua and his party came here, they were surprised to find that it was as if nothing had happened here, and everyone did what they had to do, and they were not affected by the previous events at all. ://www.. ://m..

There are still a lot of people on the streets, and all kinds of stalls and shops are also operating normally.

"Qingge, you and Ishikawa go find an inn first. Su Qi, you go to the teahouse, there are usually people with books there, maybe you can know something. Luo Yang, you and I go. ”

"Okay." Several people replied in unison.

Zhuohua and Luo Yang were wandering on the street, but this kind of wandering was not just a recreational stroll.

"Found it." Zhuohua's eyes lit up.

Luo Yang watched in confusion as Zhuohua suddenly walked towards a place, and she didn't have time to ask anything more, she hurriedly followed.

Zhuohua walked to a corner, where a man was nesting at this time.

His clothes were very shabby, his shoes were made of straw, his long hair was draped over his body, and he was accompanied only by a broken bowl and a straw mat.

He had a large cake in his hand, and it was covered with dust, but he didn't care, and still swallowed it in a big gulp, looking like he was hungry.

This is a young beggar.

Unlike other beggars, although he was dressed in shabby clothes, he was not covered in dirt like other beggars, and he did not have a bad smell on his body. The fastest update of the network on the computer: //www.. /

Even though his hands were covered with calluses and wounds, there was not a trace of dirt in his nails

"This brother."

Zhuohua walked over and crouched in front of him. The beggar's eyes were dark and bright, and his whole person looked full of aura.

Hearing the voice, the beggar trembled and looked timidly.

When he saw Zhuohua and Luo Yang's faces clearly, his face suddenly turned red.

He hurriedly put down the somewhat dirty flatbread in his hand, put his hands behind his back nervously, and wiped it on his clothes. Then, he raised his head and asked anxiously, "Yes, is there something wrong?" ”

"Don't be nervous." Zhuohua tried to keep his tone as soft as he could, and smiled softly at him. "I just wanted to ask you something."

The beggar's tense body slowly relaxed. "You."

Hearing this, Luo Yang understood what Zhuohua was doing, and she hurriedly volunteered, "I'll ask, I'll ask." ”

Zhuohua smiled helplessly, "Come on." ”

"Did anything strange happen to you some time ago?"

Luo Yang originally planned to ask Mo Xiu directly what he had done here some time ago, but in order to avoid scaring his friends, he also felt that asking that question was too direct and not very good. So, she chose to speak tactfully.

Although, it doesn't seem to be a tact.

Her expression at this moment was like a strange aunt who wanted to abduct a young child.