Xianma Villa

Before Zhong Fushan and Zhong Huainan arrived, Ma Luyao had already prepared people to prepare food and drink for the two. Besides, the inn was not a place to talk. Under Ma Luyao's persuasion, Zhong Fushan and Zhong Huainan still went first. Ma Shanzhuang.

The three of them had been drinking three times, and they were all slightly drunk.

After a meal, everyone had eaten almost, Zhong Huainan held a small jar of wine with a gloomy face, and kept pouring it into his mouth, with no intention of restraint.

Seeing that he finished a small altar and wanted to bring a second altar, Zhong Fushan immediately stopped him: "Huinan, you are not allowed to drink anymore!"

"Second Uncle, I..."

Before Zhong Huainan finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

Maluyao: "Who?"

"The owner, Ma Rong, has something to report to his subordinates."

When Maluyao heard that it was Ma Rong, he hurriedly said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and he approached a young man whose eyes were a little erratic. At the first glance, he saw a young man with an unhealthy mind. At this moment, he was sweating on his forehead and ran in tremblingly.

"What's the matter with you?" When Ma Luyao saw Ma Rong, he frowned, "Didn't it make you stare at the trash at Tianxin Inn? Why did you come here?"

Ma Rong reported: "Owner, Mo Yue two quarters ago, the people in that room came out."

When Maluyao heard this, he asked hurriedly, "Here's out? How is he going?"

"Owner, you first listen to your subordinates. The matter is probably a little bit more unexpected than what we expected." Ma Rong reported: "Owner, do you remember that when we were at the ghost market auction, the one next door was dressed in black? The man in the cloak?"

Maluyao was dissatisfied: "I just saw it. Brother Zhong and I want to hear about the blue-eyed trash. What's the use of you telling us about this?"

"The subordinate found that the person who came out of that room was undoubtedly the person at the auction."

"What? Are you sure you are not mistaken?"

"The subordinates must have made no mistake." Ma Rong looked serious: "His black cloak, height, and a weak aura on his body, apart from him, there is no other person. After he left, he belonged to him. The next parties inquired and found that the person who booked the room was named Gongyu, and the time of the room reservation was these few days. It just so happens that these days, the most people reveal the list, it is estimated that you can't make a mistake."

Zhong Huainan took the case: "That waste is named Gongyu!"

"My nephew, don't get excited." Maluyao didn't let go of his brows when he heard Ma Rong's words, and said to Zhong Pushan: "Brother Zhong, the trash in your mouth is a guest of the ghost city, it must be a big deal. "

After that, he sighed and said, "It's probably not easy for you to handle this matter."

Zhong Fushan was still very arrogant in his bones, and he snorted: "No matter how big he is, if he kills Xiu'er, I want him to pay for it! As for his family, the blood is still infallible!"

When Ma Luyao heard it, he hesitated in his eyes, what he wanted to persuade, but finally turned into a sigh.

Zhong Huainan clenched his hands into a fist, squinted at Ma Rong, and asked, "Where is the person now after that trash leaves the Tianxin Inn?"

Speaking of this, a guilty conscience flashed across Ma Rong’s face, and his forehead was stained with light sweat, but at the moment the other three people were looking at him, he had to tell the truth: “That waste, it seems that we found us right out of Tianxin Inn. The people followed him, and the subordinates saw that the follower hadn’t heard back, so they sent someone to find him and found..."

Maluyao frowned: "What did you find?"

"Our people all fainted in a small alley."

"Trash!" Maluyao angered and started shooting the crime. "So, you are here to tell me that you have lost the people?"

Ma Rong didn't dare to speak, but that's what he meant.

Maluyao stared at him, "Can you continue to send people to find someone?"

"I sent it, but...there has been no response." Ma Rong lowered his head and said cautiously: "He, he seems to have disappeared in Longxu Town. Yes, after going out from that place, no one saw it again. Pass him."

Zhong Huainan: "Could it be that he left Longxu Town?"

Zhong Fushan was silent and thoughtful. After a while, his inspiration flashed: "That trash seems to be very good at disguising. He has turned from a blue-eyed person to a VIP in the ghost city, which shows his profound skill."

"Second Uncle meant that he was still in Longxu Town, just a disguise, and now his image has changed drastically?"

"right."

Maluyao frowned: "If so, it might be more difficult to find him."

"It's not necessarily."

Zhong Fushan didn't know what he thought of, he sneered, and said to Maluyao: "Brother Ma, let's wait and see!"

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Duanmu Yawang took the two children after eating, went to a secret place, changed back to the previous robes, put on a cloak, and then returned to Tianxin Inn.

Not long after she changed her dress, on the way back to Tianxin Inn, she found that someone was following her.

Following her all the way to Tianxin Inn, those talents evacuated.

Duanmu Yawang thought that he would be able to breathe a sigh of relief when he returned to Tianxin Inn. Who knows, as soon as he walked in, he saw Nangong Youran and others sitting at two tables and eating.

Shit!

Duanmu Yawang couldn't help but secretly swear, they even came to Tianxin Inn!

Nangong Youran and others are sitting at a table near the door, so they can see no matter who comes in.

When Duanmu Yawang came in, all of them glanced at her as usual, but when they saw Duanmu Yawang's appearance, they quickly looked away.

However, there is only one exception.

That's the old man.

He drooped his wrinkled eyelids and stared straight at Duanmu Yawang for a moment, until Duanmu Yawang passed them and walked ten steps to go up the stairs. He suddenly said, "Stop!"

Duanmu Yawang naturally didn't hear it and went upstairs.

However, as soon as she walked up a step, the old man swiftly came in front of her, and his dry hand, such as an eagle's claw, drew straight towards her!

What does this disgusting old man want to do?

Duanmuya narrowed her eyes, turned around and kicked the old man's claws. The old man obviously did not expect that she would attack automatically, and she was staggered a few times!

With this force, Duanmu Yawang flew to the door!

"Okay, so fast!" The other guests in Tianxin Inn looked at them and couldn't help but marvel!

Duanmu Yawang stood at the door, looked at the old man coldly through the cloak, without saying a word.

But the old man was attacked by Duanmu Yawang, not angry, but looked up and laughed, "Hahaha, interesting and interesting, it seems that you are more suitable for making a furnace than the deity thought!"

Ding furnace?

Sitting at the table and watching, but the unidentified Nangong leisurely Zhu Jinyu and others frowned when they heard that, Nangong Yun'er asked Nangong Bufan softly: "Brother Huang, the master was in Jiuyou Mountain before, and he seemed to have said that too. Is that blue-eyed person suitable to be his cauldron? Is there any connection between that blue-eyed person and the person in front of him?"