The building is located next to a small river with babbling water, and the plane leaves on both sides of the road are withered and yellow, breaking free from the branches, falling into the water to whirl, and drifting down the water.

Gu Yuan stepped on the golden carpet paved by fallen leaves and came to the door of the Forgotten Hometown Building, which has three floors, which is made of fine fragrant peach wood and then painted with vermilion lacquer. Outside the door, there are two potted plants carefully pruned by unknown trees, like two white cranes that want to spread their wings and fly high.

A few feet away, Gu Yuan smelled a faint fragrance of peach blossoms, and he knew that it was the smell of fragrant peach wood. Mahogany can be condensed and calm, so that people who have been in the room for a long time are in a particularly peaceful mood, and the whole building is made of mahogany, which shows that the owner of the restaurant has spent a lot of money.

There were ten officials standing outside the door, holding their swords without squinting, and at a cursory glance, everyone's cultivation was no less than the middle stage of enlightenment.

In this kind of small town that has no quarrel with the world, the strength of the middle stage of Qizhi is enough for them to punish the murderers who disturb the peace.

There was also a vermilion-lacquered carriage parked in the street, and the long-haired monster horse pulling the cart finally untied the bridle around his neck and buried his head in the manger to eat steaming raw beef.

Gu Yuan recognized this kind of horse, a long-maned horse, which feeds on tigers and wolves, and is wild and untamable.

Suddenly, the long-maned horse stopped gulping and raised its head, its eyes uncertain, as if sensing that danger was approaching.

"Shhhh......h

Perhaps it was Gu Yuan's breath that made it feel a little close, and the long-maned horse no longer moved restlessly, his head was pressed against Gu Yuan, rubbing his arms affectionately.

The long-maned horse had several bloody wounds on its body, many of which had been scarred and then whipped with a whip, looking miserable.

"What person?!" The two officials noticed Gu Yuan's abnormality and walked vigilantly with knives.

"Wait. Gu Yuan touched the horse's head, stretched out his hands to meet the two officials who came over, and said with a smile: "I can't help but want to get close to this strange horse for a while." ”

"Actually, the place I'm going to be is there. Gu Yuan pointed to the closed door of the Forgotten Hometown Building.

"The Forgotten Mansion has been wrapped. The eagle-nosed officer waved his hand like a fly, and said impatiently, "Look elsewhere for food." ”

"But I love the food of the Forgotten Hometown, and I can't get used to other restaurants. Gu Yuan stopped and looked at the eagle-nosed servant with a smile.

"What?" the eagle-nosed officer raised his eyebrows and said, "Want to provoke?"

"Yes. Gu Yuan replied briskly, the bone knife was in his hand instantly, and Huo Ran shot out, piercing through the neck of the eagle-nosed officer with unmistakable accuracy, exploding a cloud of blood mist.

"There is ......"

As soon as the other official spat out a word, his voice stopped abruptly, and the bone knife plunged into his brow without a handle, and the blood instantly stained his entire face, and he fell forward heavily.

Where would the eight officials guarding the door think that Gu Yuan's attack would be so ruthless, one took out the whistle and was about to blow the whistle to warn, but as soon as the whistle was close to the lower lip, a bone knife cut the whistle in half, and shot into the mouth of the official without abating.

With a pop, the blood-red tip of the knife pierced through the back of his head.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yuan threw out the bone knife again and again, and without alarming anyone, ten officials were strewn across the streets.

[Spring Thunder Initiation] The terrifying explosive power of a moment is comparable to the speed of the Flying Sword of the Out-of-Body Stage Monk Imperial Envoy, how can a cultivator in the Enlightenment Stage be able to prevent it?

Another bone knife appeared in Gu Yuan's hand, and the growth of the bones in his body was driven by qi and blood, as long as the qi and blood were strong enough, his weapons could be said to be endless.

The door is not bolted, and there is no need to draw snakes to guard the door. After Gu Yuan walked in the door, he was greeted by a hall with nearly 100 tables and chairs, all of which were made of tung wood, which did not need to be scrubbed to show a jade-like sense of brilliance.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, there are small rooms separated by beaded curtains, about dozens of rooms, which look quite crowded.

Of course, it was impossible to squeeze into such a small room as Wang Junming, and Gu Yuan continued to go up to the third floor.

There are only ten rooms on the third floor, and the sound insulation effect is very good, even if Gu Yuan has come to the corridor, he still hasn't heard a single human voice, and it is extremely quiet.

Push open the door at random, and the first thing you enter is a round table, on which is a vase, with an autumn chrysanthemum, the four seasons rotate, and the flowers in the vase are different.

There are still calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls in the room, Gu Yuan doesn't understand it very well, he just thinks it's very meaningful, and it looks like it's from a famous artist.

Gu Yuan had no intention of staying for long, so he withdrew from the room and continued to push the doors of other rooms. The furnishings are the same everywhere, the only difference is the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. Gu Yuan had no intention of appreciating it at the moment, so he naturally glanced at it, no longer as leisurely as when he entered the building, and began to speed up.

After opening nine doors in a row, Gu Yuan didn't find anyone there. Standing at the last gate, if there is no accident, Wang Junming must be here.

The tip of the knife pressed against the door and gently pushed it open, and the laughter and laughter in the room suddenly amplified the volume, and Gu Yuan's ears were buzzing.

"Who are you?!" someone slapped the table and shouted, pointing at Gu Yuan's nose.

Gu Yuan behaved politely, "May I ask which one is the prince?"

Wang Junming, who was sitting on the main seat, turned the jade cup in his hand and did not speak.

"How did Liu Erchuang lead people to guard the door?!" The man who spoke out before was furious, and his white face turned red from anger.

This person, Gu Yuan, recognized that it was Liu Cong, the town guard of Fengchi Town.

Gu Yuan smiled and said, "I don't know which one you are talking about, if he is still alive, he may come to kowtow to you and admit his mistakes." ”

"What did you say?!" Liu Cong changed color in a big way.

"Sun Hushu, who is this person?" Liu Cong picked up a thin man beside him and slammed his fist the table, and the bowl rattled.

The people of the Great Yan Dynasty had to enter the household, and the official who managed the household registration was the household register. Being an official in the city is called a household register, and being an official in the town is also called a household register, but their status is completely different.

And the management of the monks' household books is even more transcendent.

When the Defu family left Songjia Village, they went to Baimu Town to find a household register and stuffed money for the relocation slip, and after settling down in Fengchi, they stuffed money into the grandson's household register and officially settled down. None of these Gu Yuan were present, and his current household registration is still in Qige Town, how does Sun Hushu know what his surname is?

"I ...... I...... I don't know......" Sun Hushu replied tremblingly.

"Rubbish!" Liu Cong slapped Sun Hushu to the ground with one palm, and stepped on it again.

"Are you impatient to kill the people in the government?" Liu Cong said sharply: "Do you really think that the current world is still the world of your monks?"

"I don't know anywhere else. ”

The bone knife shot out suddenly, penetrating Liu Cong's chest and nailing it to the wall, and the blade trembled.

"Here, I'm up to me. ”