Chapter 43: The Origin of the Village

Ding Cheng thought, since this is the case, then you can stay! The two fought together.

Ding Cheng has been practicing the palm technique taught to him by Ma Beixiong diligently in the past few days, and he has already entered the realm at this time. But that man's fist kung fu is also quite good, and the palm power is extremely strong. The two fought back and forth, and after more than 100 moves, they were evenly matched.

At this time, Yun Ying and several elders came one after another, and when the man saw Ding Cheng coming to help, he laughed for a while, and a few ups and downs disappeared into the night.

Ding Cheng went to check on the people who had been captured before, and Shaowu was sad: "It's dead." ”

Ding Cheng had a whim, turned over the man's palm and saw that there was indeed a scar on the palm of his right palm, which was exactly the same as the mark in the palm print on the wall of Elder Blue Eagle's home.

In this way, although the clues were broken, Shaowu's grievances were revealed.

At night, Yunying mended Ding Cheng's torn clothes under the lamp, and Ding Cheng was playing games with Xiao Yu. Ding Cheng felt that this situation made people feel strange in their hearts.

Ding Cheng came here to find Rong'er's whereabouts, and he had been delayed here for several days, wanting to leave the village to continue the search for Rong'er's whereabouts. But it doesn't seem to be over here, the mysterious man last night has strong martial arts, and his dress and style are very similar to the black-clothed people he met a few times before. I don't know if there is a connection between the two.

If they leave, it will be unfavorable for Shaowu or Yunying to come again, and they will be difficult to resist. I don't know what to do for a while.

Ding Cheng felt that this village seemed to be different from ordinary villages, the people in the village not only practiced martial arts, but also inherited the art of organ information, and some customs and habits of the people in the village were different. Thinking of this, he suddenly asked, "Yunying, can you tell me the story of your people?"

Yun Ying thought for a moment and said, "Listen to my father, our village has probably existed for more than a thousand years. More than 1,000 years ago, there was a small independent country here, and the people living in this small country were well-fed and comfortable. Our ancestors were ministers of the court at that time, and they were deeply favored by the king. But then a catastrophe befell this small country, and after the catastrophe, only a few subjects such as our ancestors were left. Later, our ancestors founded this small village here, which continues to this day. ”

Yunying asked Ding Cheng: "Brother Ding, you have never told us about you, I heard you call Rong'er when you were poisoned and unconscious, this Rong'er must be a very important person to you, right? Can you tell me about your Rong'er?"

Ding Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Rong'er is my sister. ”

Yun Ying is such a smart girl, how can she not see that what Ding Cheng said is not the truth?

Ding Cheng was a little embarrassed and said: "Living together for a long time, the two of them have no suspicion." Rong'er and I have known each other since childhood and grew up together. Some time ago, something happened to Rong'er's house, and Rong'er was nowhere to be found. I came here to find Rong'er's whereabouts. ”

Yunying thought that the two young people had an awkward quarrel, Rong'er ran away from home, and Ding Cheng chased after her, and deliberately asked, "What happened to Rong'er's family?"

Ding Cheng didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "Have you heard about what happened in Dali Duanjiazhuang a while ago?"