The Strongest Traverser

v12 Chapter 301: Special hobby, hehehe

It’s not that the person hiding in the dark is trying to kill them, but because of his bloodthirsty, Old Xiao (Xiao Zizai) has always been more sensitive to murderous intent than others, even if it’s a trace of Surveillance, the kind with a little bit of hostility, will naturally emit a little bit of hostility) Old Xiao can feel it. Based on this, Lao Xiao and the others can also understand that someone has been monitoring their every move in secret.

Needless to say, since it is in Biyou Village, those who are in the dark must be Ma Xianhong's men. After an afternoon, Lao Xiao and the others did not find any useful news, and they stopped searching aimlessly like this. After coming back, I plan to discuss it together after dinner.

As for Mu Lin, he slept with Bao Bao Feng for an entire afternoon. Of course, he had to do some discordant things in the middle. He was too lazy to look for clues. Biyou Village is so big in total, and there are no problems where he can go. Moreover, on the night they first arrived in Biyou Village, in the middle of the night, Mu Lin Ruoyouwu felt an aura that did not belong to this world, an aura full of jealousy, evil, and irritability. But this breath came quickly and disappeared quickly. It was just a few seconds that Mu Lin didn't have the opportunity to explore the place of origin by this breath.

Of course, he was still sure about the general location, right in this Biyou Village. Coupled with the weird aura in Ma Xianhong's heart that they previously determined, Mu Lin can determine that that evil aura is very high ~ almost 80% of the probability is related to that Ma Xianhong. .

And there was one thing that made Mu Lin very curious. When they first entered Biyou Village, it was still early. The villagers in Biyou Village were also busy with housework or fields outside. Mu Lin walked along the way, and he used his own skin to cover the places he walked. One of the more interesting things made him feel a little curious. Those who work in the fields, or other people they meet on the road, seem to be wearing farm clothes, but there are many people with delicate skin and tender meat. The skin and palms that are not rough can tell that these people are not farm names, but more like office workers or small bosses living in big cities, and most of these people are ordinary people, only a few Several are strangers.

What makes Mu Lin curious is what can make ordinary people living in the city come to such a remote village, give up the nourishing life in the big city and do not enjoy it, but come here willingly and hard every day. Working on farm work. Could it be said that it is all the collective brain Watt~! It's unlikely, the odds are too high.

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Wang also sat aside, looking at Zhang Chulan speechlessly, this guy treats this place completely as his own home, should he be so casual? Looking around, the king of mine also noticed at this time. Among the crowd, there was no figure of Zhuge Qing. Some felt strange. Where did this kid go: "Strange, Lao Zhu!? Why didn't he come? eat!?"

"Follow him, I guess he overslept. After a while, when he gets hungry, he will find something to eat everywhere~!" Zhang Chulan lay on the table and waved her hand lazily.

Wang also listened and shrugged indifferently. Anyway, since he was here, Zhuge Qing has been doing things abnormally. It's not that it's abnormal, it's just that one person often wanders in Biyou Village alone, although he doesn't know what he is doing, but as long as he doesn't want to stay here anymore.

Over there, Mr. Bi remembered that what Ma Xianhong had explained before quickly explained to everyone, "Oh, look at my old memory, I almost forgot to tell you something~!"

"Huh!? Bi Lao, what do you want to say~!?" Among the root devices sitting at Bi Lao's table, the non-mainstream interface said. With the non-mainstream words, other root tools are also curious to see, including Mu Lin and others.

"Ahem~! Well, there is the little brother Zhuge on the lord. It is estimated that neither of them will eat with us these days."

"Huh!? What the **** is Lao Zhu~!?" Zhang Chulan muttered.

Maybe Mr. Bi had also heard Zhang Chulan’s question, and he continued: “The master’s research has made a breakthrough, and the little brother Zhuge is responsible for helping over there. I want to do this, probably every few days. They won't come out~!" The other applicators on the side nodded, not surprised at all, as if they were used to Ma Xianhong's often doing this.

"Be together for a few days!? Damn, do you want to be so exciting? I didn't expect Lao Zhu to be so good." Here Zhang Chulan listened to Bi Lao's words and smiled.丨, trivial. Even people like Lao Xiao with little facial expressions rolled their eyes.

Others stared at him irritably, especially the rooters, but it was just a joking sentence by Zhang Chulan. For nearly a day, those rooters also don’t want Bilian to Zhang Chulan’s I have a deep understanding... well, plus a Wang Zhenqiu.

After a dinner, everyone behaved normally, but the atmosphere was a little weird. Of course, for the heartless Zhang Chulan, it was the same as usual, eating very happily, oh, there is also Wang Zhenqiu. For the two tables of people, the voices of these two goods are the loudest and the most pleasant.

After the dinner, a group of people stayed to help clean up the kitchen. The two sides dispersed separately.

By the time just after dinner, Mu Lin briefly discussed with Lao Xiao and the others. There are many strange places in this village. Since everyone can’t find any useful clues together, let’s disperse and do it with their own ideas. The premise is not to do anything too outrageous and let those who are The root organs who were watching secretly noticed it.

After a brief chat, everyone dispersed and returned to their houses. Of course, Bao Bao Feng still held Mu Lin together and wanted to sleep with Mu Lin. Mu Lin didn't care either. Anyway, the two of them had seen each other frankly many times. Although it was just the last step, it was the same, right? . ,,.