Zhuge Chen and the crane-haired man returned to the house and directly found the old fisherman. The two of them said straight to the point that they now knew the secrets of the village, and since the old fisherman would knock on the side to remind them, he was naturally not a bad person. At the moment, it's better to tell the matter and the plate, otherwise don't blame the two of them for being ruthless.

At first, the old fisherman only looked at the two of them quietly, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was preoccupied.

He turned his head and waved his hand to tell his grandson to hurry back into the house. The last slap slapped the child's back, and scolded sharply: "There is no part of your child talking here, hurry back and endorse." I'll check it in a moment, and if it's not done, I'll hit you. ”

Sure enough, for children, the most feared thing is that the elders get angry and obediently walk into the house. In the end, he glanced back at his grandfather, his voice trembled and Zhuge Chen said: "Big brother, grandpa, he has never done anything wrong, don't be embarrassed for him, please." ”

Zhuge Chen said with a smile: "Don't worry, my brother won't do that." Obediently go back to the house to study, nothing happens. ”

Then he turned to look at the old fisherman and said, "Fellow, now tell me everything you know." Rest assured, we will do what we say and will never embarrass you. Not only that, but we'll help you solve your problems. If I'm not mistaken, neither of you nor grandchildren is a dirty person. I guess it's hard to be in the same stream with them, right?"

The old fisherman nodded slightly, and did not immediately tell the secret he knew, but persuaded him with good words: "What do you two use to compete with such a big force as others, if you spare your lives, it is better to leave." Otherwise, I lost my life in vain, and even I couldn't bear it. ”

The crane-haired man said in a cold voice: "It's good to say it, where did you get so much nonsense!"

Zhuge Chen hurriedly stood up and played a round: "Fellow, don't listen to him, just say whatever you want." But the two of us will definitely not leave, and when we see injustice, we draw a knife to help, we are such righteous Jianghu people!"

said so, but Zhuge Chen didn't actually want to wade into troubled waters. There are countless unspeakable things in the world, and he is not a cultivator in the academy who specializes in quelling trouble, so there is no need for this. It's just that since he got on that ferry, these things have a lot to do with him.

When the old fisherman heard this, he looked pained. He came to Zhuge Chen's side and asked thoughtlessly: "Do you know my son Moltkey?"

Zhuge Chen shook his head lightly.

"When he was your age, he was so righteous. When the village chose to obey the man, he was the only one who had the courage to stand up against him. But as a result, it has been six or seven years since he was plotted to death. Many of the outsiders who came here by ferry, but who stayed in my home, I would tell them secretly, just for peace of mind. After all, that's all I can do as an old man. The old fisherman said slowly: "Since you are so confident in yourself, I will say what has been held in my heart for so many years. It doesn't matter if I am buried in the loess with half of my body, after all, no matter what, I won't live for a few years. I just ask the two of you not to die here together, my grandson is still young, and our Mao family can't be left behind. ”

Zhuge Chen comforted himself: "Don't worry, fellow countryman, we won't die here." ”

"Who can say for sure such a thing?" said the old fisherman, "In fact, the village was very peaceful at the beginning, and it has been fishing for generations, and it is not rich if it is poor. But that's it, but every family has a good day. There is also a small port, which can also bring a lot of income to the villagers. It wasn't until a group of outsiders came here after the abandonment of the small harbor that the people of our village followed their orders from then on. In the dead of night, a yellow rune paper is pasted on top of their heads. When it was dawn the next day, they would see the dried corpses on the bed, and they would be carried to a large pit at the back of the village, where they would be burned to the ground. It's so easy to get a lot of money, and it's very tempting for anyone. ”

Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and asked, "Fellow, can we take a look at the rune paper you said?"

"I've already said that, the rune paper can naturally be shown to you. With that, the old fisherman walked back into the house, rummaged through the cabinets, and after a while, he brought out the rune paper and handed it to Zhuge Chen.

Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes, released a wisp of sword qi, and then said slowly: "That's right with what I thought, it is indeed a desperate method that only evil cultivators will use. In this way, these people behind the scenes must die! Evil cultivators are punished by everyone, and if they attack them, even if they use their original realm, it is not a foul. Fellow Daoist, I take back my original words, and I will never leave any room for it. ”

Unexpectedly, the crane man did not accept Zhuge Chen's kindness: "There is no need to be like this, I am just to avenge my senior brother, and I have nothing to do with you." ”

Zhuge Chen smiled bitterly and didn't answer, he really couldn't figure out why the crane man was so enthusiastic when he met him when he had just met, why he became repulsive thousands of miles away after taking off his disguise. Like him, he always treats people with sincerity.

The old fisherman looked at the rune paper that was smashed by Zhuge Chen's sword qi, and asked, "So...... Do you two have any confidence? Again, it's best to run for your life, and don't forget to take my grandson with you. ”

"What about you, fellow?" Zhuge Chen raised his head and said softly.

"I've told you all this, and I'm going to die here. Otherwise, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, they will find them one day. There is a saying in the village that whoever betrays will not die well. The old fisherman sighed.

He was able to say this, of course, not because Zhuge Chen and Hefa Man had uncertain guarantees, but because the resentment that had accumulated in his heart for too long and wanted to vomit it quickly. The thought of letting the white-haired man send the black-haired man's only son inevitably made him sad. Several times, he had already picked up the shovel placed at the door, thinking of exchanging his life for his life, and went to Huangquan to meet his son earlier. Just turning his head to see his grandson, he gave up.

Everyone has unspeakable secrets, and he is especially numerous, especially painful.

Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said: "Then in this case, let's start with the village chief's house?" Listening to the meaning of the villager's words, he is the culprit who caused the miasma in this village. ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhuge Chen's words fell, the crane-haired man had already moved. He first returned to the ferry, and went on a killing spree with his own bamboo basket to draw water, asking only one question, "Are you obeying the orders of an evil cultivator?"

If the other party answers incorrectly or keeps silent, he will directly break his neck, even if he nods again and again because of fear, he will not escape death in the end. It's just that he died simply and without pain.

Zhuge Chen walked forward slowly, stood on the bow of the boat and looked into the distance, and when he looked back again, he saw that many villagers had already surrounded him. With weapons in their hands, they are going to fight with the crane-haired man. Zhuge Chen was not worried about the old fisherman's grandson being harmed, he had already left his own pure sword qi there, but anyone who stepped into the door would be killed. If the sword qi couldn't deal with it, at such a close distance, he would be able to return to the courtyard without taking a breath.

The crane-haired man looked at the people on the shore and said loudly, "Who among you is the village chief?"

A burly middle-aged man who was full of energy separated the crowd, stood up, and said provocatively: "Over the years, I have killed many people, but I have never seen anyone so arrogant. Why, you're a cultivator, then I'm going to see how you can kill ......."

Before he could finish his words, he was directly punched by the crane-haired man who came and shattered his teeth. The crane-haired man grabbed the head of the village who was covered in blood, pulled him on the ferry, leaned over, and said in a cold voice: "I know that you are a lackey of the evil cultivators, so I don't ask about this." ”

"What do you want to ask?" the village chief looked at the fierce man in front of him with a cry.