The world is so big, there are no wonders, how many of them have not been met by you? People are destined to meet many new or unbelievable people and things with the passage of time, and there will be many unknown things waiting to be discovered on the road of life. People are curious and always want to find out, but the unknown also has the same unknown risks, and not every explorer with a curious heart can be lucky to get out.

Wuxin only stayed in Murong Mansion for one day, and then said goodbye to Murong Qianhe and planned to go on the road. For him, leisure time is a luxury, he still has a lot to do, there are still many people to protect, he has no time to just want his own momentary happiness.

Murong Qianhe looked at the back of the unintentional departure, and then looked at the daughter who suddenly became much quieter, and looked at the daughter who had been leaving the direction without intention, shook his head and said: "Don't be distracting, you won't have results with him, otherwise you will be bruised all over your body." After speaking, he looked at his motionless daughter, sighed and left.

Although he regards Wuxin as a friend, or even a close friend, he knows in his heart that the best outcome of such a person is to only be his friend, and the worst result is to become his enemy. Because he is destined to be an extraordinary person, he will also take an extraordinary road, and he will not stop for a certain person.

But Murong Xue didn't seem to hear her father's words, she still stood in place, looking at the direction where Wuxin had already disappeared, and didn't move. From the initial suspicion, disdain, to surprise, and then involuntarily curious about Wuxin, she suddenly found that Wuxin was an interesting and prohibitive person, and she unconsciously had a trace of strange feelings in her heart.

Gusu City, is a beautiful city, here are full of blooming plum blossoms, you can always see a beautiful girl under a beautiful plum tree, pick up the flowers that were blown down by the breeze on the ground, and gently insert them in their buns, which makes people feel moved. Flowers are beautiful, people are more beautiful.

Behind the beautiful exterior, it is not necessarily all quiet and peaceful, perhaps quite the opposite.

At the door of a restaurant on the corner of the street, a few people dressed as juniors were pushing down a beggar in tattered clothes, and they didn't forget to kick it and let out a few insults. Not all outer garments can hide the dirtiness and indifference of the heart, and not all good things can withstand temptation.

A man dressed as a boss stood at the door of the restaurant, pointing to the beggar who fell to the ground at the door, and saying curse words without spitting dirty words, highlighting his own difference and condescension to the fullest, but people couldn't help but imagine him as a maggot under the beautiful appearance of the city, which was disgusting.

The beggar did not speak, but struggled to get up, limped and staggered to a distant corner. Curled up in the corner, he buried his head deeply, as if he was pretending to be deaf and dumb, as if he had no extra strength to argue with others.

But the slightly trembling body seemed to tell the person who saw all this that his heart was struggling, and he used the inaudible and invisible to maintain the little dignity he had left. He was new to the city, but it didn't welcome him as he thought, just because he was dressed in tattered clothes and dragged a weathered shell.

The owner of the restaurant scolded himself for a long time, felt much happier in his heart, glared in the direction of the beggar, turned around and prepared to return to the restaurant, but as soon as he turned around, the whole person seemed to be frightened, shrunk his neck, and took a step back. Because beside him, I don't know when a person stood down, a person wrapped in black.

The restaurant owner just wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, because he saw that the ghostly man in black was holding a knife tightly in his hand, a knife that was dark all over, but murderous. He could no longer speak as freely as he had insulted the beggar just now, because he didn't dare, and at this moment, he was no longer condescending.

"Excuse me, how to get to Plum Blossom Villa?" the man in black lowered his head slightly, and asked lightly, his voice was slightly tired, and it seemed that he was also an outsider in a hurry.

When the restaurant owner heard the three words of Plum Blossom Villa, he was shocked, shook his head and said, "I don't know." Without waiting to finish, he hurried back to the restaurant, which looked more like a trot. A few junior seconders, who were still aggressive just now, also rushed back to the restaurant and disappeared without a trace.

The man in black froze in place, not knowing what was happening. I looked around, intending to ask others again, but the few pedestrians who were originally standing around and watching the bustle saw that they were looking at them unintentionally, and they all hurried away as if they had seen a plague.

Now it was the turn of the man in black to be surprised, he didn't know why the people here suddenly became so hurried and flustered as if they had made an appointment, was it because he looked scary? Obviously not, he was just dressed differently from others. This man in black who suddenly appeared was the first to arrive in Gusu City.

Wuxin shook his head, looked at the plaque with the word wine on the beam hanging at the door of the restaurant, and walked towards a teahouse next to him, he was tired and needed to rest.

The teahouse is not big, with only a few sporadic guests. Wuxin sat down at a table at the door, asked for a pot of tea, and raised his head to drink a cup, this was the first time he drank a cup of tea in one go, and he didn't seem to be able to drink so much every time he ended up in the end. Because he had traveled too far, he was indeed tired, and his mouth was dry from exhaustion.

Stopping Xiao Er, who was passing by him, he asked inadvertently and lightly, "Excuse me, how to get to Plum Blossom Villa?" He once again asked this question that was very important to him, but he saw the same ending.

The moment Xiao Er heard the unintentional question, it was as if he had been stabbed by something, and he ran away quickly, without looking back, and went into the back kitchen.

Wuxin was surprised again, and now he finally understood that it was not that he was too scary, but that the words "Plum Blossom Villa" sounded a little scary, as if it was a taboo in the city, and no one dared to mention it.

Wuxin hesitated for a while, stood up, and walked towards the teahouse owner behind the counter, but before he could walk over, the boss had already spoken first.

"Don't ask me, I don't know. The teahouse owner said impatiently, as if he knew that Wuxin was going to ask him something, and he didn't bother to look at Wuxin.

"I haven't said anything yet, how do you know I'm going to ask you?" said Wuxin lightly, staring at the teahouse owner with a hint of strange eyes.

The owner of the teahouse laughed, glanced outside the door, and said casually: "If you don't say it, I know, people like you don't know how many people come, but in the end there is no good end, don't ask, let's go home quickly, let go of a good life, why do you have to come to seek death?"

Wuxin listened to the words of the teahouse owner, frowned, he didn't understand what the teahouse owner meant, as if he regarded himself as someone, and there seemed to be many such people.

"I don't understand what you mean, why do you think I'm here to seek death?"

But the teahouse owner didn't seem to be going to speak anymore, and began to tidy up the things on the counter table. But the things on the table are not messy at all, and they can't even be neat anymore. This is obviously a manifestation of the other party's panic and helplessness.

"I'm asking you. Wuxin asked again, this time his tone was a little heavier, and he wanted to force the other party to tell the truth.

The teahouse owner frowned, looked like he wanted to say something, glanced up at Wuxin, lowered his head again, and a thin layer of sweat was already oozing from his forehead. Wuxin was even more puzzled, he didn't know why the boss was so nervous, because of his own questioning, or because of his fear of Plum Blossom Villa.

"Because no one who went to Plum Blossom Villa could come out alive, never. Suddenly, a voice came from the door, and I saw an old man with white hair standing at the door, staring coldly at Wuxin.

Hearing this voice, the teahouse owner, who was originally at a loss, suddenly raised his head, his face was pale, he walked out from behind the counter in a panic, and suddenly knelt on the ground, and pleaded with a trembling voice: "Uncle Zhong, I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, please don't tell the owner, spare Xiao's life." ”

I didn't expect to see the appearance of the teahouse owner at this time, and the surprise in my heart was even worse, I didn't expect that the influence of Plum Blossom Villa in Gusu City had reached this point, and no one dared to talk about it without permission, and even the four words "Plum Blossom Villa" could not be mentioned.

"Get up, I have heard nothing, and I have seen nothing. The old man, who was called Zhongbo, waved his hand and said in a deep voice. When the teahouse owner stood up, he continued to speak: "Okay, hurry up and prepare refreshments for me, and prepare one more today." ”

When the teahouse owner heard Zhongbo's words, he quickly got up from the ground and ran into the kitchen without looking back, as if he was afraid that Zhongbo would change his mind.

Wuxin looked at the old man who made the teahouse owner so frightened, and said lightly: "Your Excellency's words are a bit alarmist, right?" He probably guessed the identity of this old man who suddenly appeared from the conversation between the old man and the teahouse owner just now, and he should be the person in Plum Blossom Villa.

However, looking at his simple dress, he should just be a subordinate in Plum Blossom Villa, and his status is not high. But a person with a low status can make the people in the city so afraid, which is enough to show how much influence Meihua Villa has in Gusu City.

Zhongbo sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Is it alarmist, you will know when you go, although you should have some strength under your hands, but if you want to win the one hundred taels of gold through a competition, it is just your wishful thinking." ”

Unintentionally listened to the old man's words, once again with a puzzled face, he seemed to be getting more and more confused, from the beginning of everyone was afraid of Plum Blossom Villa to never mention it, and even frightened, to the horror of the teahouse owner after Zhongbo appeared, and what Zhongbo said that no one could come out of Plum Blossom Villa alive, what kind of competition, gold, he couldn't connect these things at all, he couldn't help but be confused for a while, and frowned.

At this time, the teahouse owner had already ordered two refreshments and hurried out. Uncle Zhong took the refreshments, turned around and walked out, and when he was about to go out, he suddenly said coldly: "I advise you to listen to the boss, leave early, you can't leave if you want to leave late, before Plum Blossom Villa knows that you are here." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Unintentionally, he realized that only half of the old man's leg was left, and it was all gone from the knee down, and the empty trouser leg swayed in the wind. The reason why he can still walk is because of the crutch in his hand, although he walks high and low, but his movement is not slow.

Wuxin looked at the back of Zhongbo leaving, thinking back to what he said before leaving, frowning, and falling into deep thought......