Returning to the poor and simple Duanlong Village, there was already a ray of morning light in the sky.

Duanlong Village got its name because it is located near Duanlong Mountain. Broken Dragon Mountain is a relatively low mountain range, because it looks like a sleeping dragon lying on the ground, and because it is cut off in the middle, it is called Broken Dragon Mountain.

At this moment, Chen Xu was walking on the only path leading to the village.

This is the only entrance and exit in the village and the place where Duanlong Mountain is cut off, with neat mountains on both sides.

If you look at it from above, it looks like a sleeping dragon being cut open with a horizontal knife.

It was still daylight, and some busy people could be seen in the village in the distance. With Chen Xu's support, the village gradually got in touch with the outside world. Life is also a little better. If it is the past, according to the terrain of Duanlong Village, you can only rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and everyone is miserable.

Now it's different. Many people's faces have faded a lot, and the leather goods and medicinal materials in the mountains can be exchanged for many good things outside.

It's not that they haven't changed before, it's just that there were no big names in the village before, and the major shops in the nearby towns were all managed by gangs. Seeing Duanlong Village, these mountain people who have never seen the world are naturally able to cheat.

It's just that even so, the young and middle-aged population of Duanlong Village seems to be very small, and Chen Xu knows what's going on.

Before he joined Badaomen, some people would be taken away from Duanlong Village from time to time. This happened every year. Coupled with the court corvee, there were not many people left in the village over time.

But Chen Xu knew that this was not bad. In recent years, with his care, the village is slowly recovering its vitality. If it is some nearby villages, some have even turned into ghost villages, and some even have a few families that are just some old and weak women and children.

"Xuwazi!"

"Xuwazi is back!"

"Brother Xu is back!"

As soon as Chen Xu returned to the village, the sharp-eyed villagers in the distance immediately yelled towards the village, and soon the whole village became lively, and many families put down their work and stretched their necks to look out. Some simply greeted Chen Xu directly.

Seeing this, Chen Xu couldn't help a wry smile in his heart, and then a burst of emotion.

"Are you taking care of yourself and those around you?"

Looking at the villagers swarming over to greet him in the distance, Chen Xu felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

Thinking about what Cao Shouxin said to him last night, Chen Xu knew that the other party's words were not entirely wrong.

After all these years in Badaomen, he also gradually realized that there are a group of unique existences above ordinary people, even martial arts. That is the palace!

Chen Xu has never seen anything in the world, so he can only make some judgments from the news he heard in Badaomen on weekdays.

Knowing that Wangfu is that kind of unique existence, they are not people, but monsters. But it can justifiably exploit other people, even deprive them of their lives.

He also learned from other people before that he must not do anything to the people of the palace. He didn't know exactly why.

All he knew was that if he took action against the people in the palace, he would definitely die miserably.

But he still didn't have a clear concept, so that last night he saw that the owner of his family was extremely afraid of the palace and even groveled like a running dog.

Seeing the attitude of the sect master, who was considered revered at first, he couldn't help but utter such wild words because of his feverish head.

Until he saw the man with nine dragon patterns appearing all over his body, and the special envoy of the palace who could turn into a monster. Only when the two confronted each other did he realize why his sect master was so humble.

"If I had known the strength of the palace before this, maybe I wouldn't have been like that last night!"

Chen Xu secretly sighed in his heart, that level of mighty power is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.

Indeed, most people feel a sense of powerlessness when they see that level of power.

After chatting with the enthusiastic villagers, Chen Xu hurried to his home.

This is a very ordinary small farmyard, with a thatched roof, and the yard is not too big or small. Because it has been neglected for a long time, a lot of weeds have grown in the yard at this time.

Chen Xu pushed open the somewhat old door, and what he saw was still familiar.

At this time, instead of expressing his feelings, he hurried into the back room and rummaged around in his old mother's bedroom.

"It's okay! Still there!"

Chen Xu let out a long sigh of relief until a small wooden box was turned out between the cracks of the bed.

After unpacking the old wooden box, the dilapidated books inside were still lying quietly inside. Chen Xu took a deep breath and began to read carefully.

Because this torn booklet is too old, if it is flipped with too much force, it will be broken directly, so Chen Xu is very careful.

"It's...really...exactly the same!"

When he turned to a page, Chen Xu's breathing became short, and his eyes were fixed on the pattern on one of the pages.

What is drawn on it is a crude outline of a human body, and within the outline there are nearly 400 small dots marked with black pen and ink.

And on the other side there is a painting, which is also a human outline, but this time there are no small dots marked in the outline, but nine lifelike dragon patterns are drawn with black ink and ink.

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At the same time, Fucheng Palace—

"What's wrong?"

In a wing room, several men with similar looks, who all looked a bit wretched, were sitting around a nanmu table.

The one who spoke was a cunning old man with white hair and white beard who was the leader. This man was obviously an old servant surnamed Huang who often stood by the Overlord's side.

"Brother! The seventh brother's body was not found!"

On the other side, a burly man in his thirties with the same cunning appearance frowned and said with an ugly face.

"It seems that Cao Shouxin is quite courageous, how dare he find someone to join hands with us and kill my Huang family members?" Another man who was also tall and cunning, but about fifty years old, said coldly.

There are several other men who seem to be in different age groups, but their temperaments are almost the same. They also echoed, with a ferocious look on their faces from time to time.

The leader, a cunning old man with white beard and hair, looked silently at the people below. He kept silent for a long time with a dark face, and then he pressed his hand, and the room was suddenly silent.

"Lao Qi died at Badaomen's residence, Lao Liu, you went to check it last night, tell me what's going on?"

"Brother~lightnovelpub.net~ I found Cao Shouxin's body over there, and there were still signs of fighting at the scene. As for the body of the seventh brother, I didn't find it, only some hair and blood stains of the seventh brother." The burly man in his thirties nodded, thought for a while, and then spoke eloquently.

"Cao Shouxin is dead?" The old man with white beard and hair in the lead half-closed his eyes, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and he seemed a little surprised.

"It looks like Cao Shouxin's dog didn't do it. What else did you find?"

"This......"

The man known as the sixth man was a little dumb. After thinking about it carefully, he said in a deep voice, "I smell a faint smell somewhere. It's not an ordinary smell of blood, and I've never even felt it before."

"Is there a way to track this person?"

Hearing the words, the eyes of the old man with white hair and beard lit up, and he sat up slightly and asked quickly.

"Eh..." The sixth child was a little troubled, but when the leader of the elder brother cast his gaze over, he couldn't help sweating slightly on his forehead.

"If the other party makes another shot, maybe I can lock the other party. It's just... I can't guarantee it. There are too few breaths on the scene, and the time interval is quite a bit apart."

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