The old lady was entertaining several people into the house. Murong Yuzhuo took this opportunity to formulate a series of plans. First, let Xu Yi wait, and the guards went to the village chief to find out the situation, and then he took out the village chief and killed it directly.

Although this method is a bit simple and crude, in the face of this situation, few people had no choice. So Xu Yi stayed and followed the old lady first.

Xu Yi was a little reluctant, but there was no way, so he could only chat with the old lady and help with some housework.

Xu Yixian, the furniture format of the old lady’s house is very new, not like the village decades ago, but even if it is preserved well, it will be a little damaged, right? Why is it so new? This makes Xu Yi think in his heart.

Xu Yi first helped the old lady with a series of housework and also helped the old lady with lunch. The old lady expressed her gratitude.

Xu Yi raised his courage and asked, "Old lady, why are the furniture here so new? It doesn't look like it was a long time ago."

The old lady looked at her and hesitated for a while: "The village chief will go out to purchase regularly, and then deliver it to the old guys I dreamed of."

Xu Yi roughly knew what was going on. He didn't ask much, just look at how Murong Yuzhuo was doing.

On Murong Yuzhuo's side, he and the guards searched almost all the village before finding the village chief's home. The houses here look so similar that it makes people easily get lost.

The guard went up and knocked on the door twice. Before the guard could call out, the door suddenly opened "Kaz."

The one who came out was a black old man, maybe he had his head dyed, maybe he had better maintenance.

The old man didn't seem particularly friendly and said in a rough voice: "What are you doing here? I don't know if you can't come in? I'm even knocking on my door!"

When Murong Yuzhuo saw that the old man was not easy to talk, he originally planned to ask directly about the situation of the village with his real name, but it changed suddenly: "Old man, we broke in by accident and had no choice but to go out here, and wanted to find someone to tell us the way out."

Murong Yuzhuo showed a polite smile, but no one could tell how cold Murong Yuzhuo's eyes were, and he added some precautions. This old man was not simple.

The guards followed Murong Yuzhuo for a long time, so naturally they knew what Murong Yuzhuo meant: "Old man, this... we have been here since the latest to now. We are very hungry and our legs are almost broken. I wonder if we can take us in for one night. You can tell us the way out and we will leave tomorrow morning."

Perhaps because of his sincere performance, the village chief signaled them to come in and bring out lunch. Although it was not particularly rich, it was delicious.

The village chief suddenly smiled, which made the two people who were still eating, panic. This old guy changed his face so quickly than changing the sky.

Murong Yuzhuo and the guards did not swallow the food they had eaten, and 20 found an excuse to go to the cottage and vomited it out.

After returning, the village chief took out a drawing and told them that this was a way out. Murong Yuzhuo saw that his memory was not that bad, right?

"Why, this drawing is different from what we have seen along the way?" Murong Yuzhuo asked the key point, and the next step was to see how good the village chief's acting skills were.

The village chief was obviously stunned: "Ah, maybe you are too tired to run all the way! I have lived in this village for so long and have been like this."

The village chief spoke without pain, so Murong Yuzhuo put a little bit of defense: "If this is the case, that would be the best. After all, we are not familiar with the place, and what if we can't get out until next year."

The guard accepted Murong Yuzhuo's eyes, turned around, and looked at the old village chief: "Village Chief, I wonder where the young people in this village have been? Even if there are no children occasionally?"

Faced with the guard's questions, the old village chief began to hesitate: "Ah, well, it's because everyone went out to work. Not many people came back all year round."

The guard raised his eyebrows: "Where are the children here? Even if you work outside, there will be a few children left, and young people will take care of the elderly in the family, right?"

The guards asked the key questions, and the village chief didn't know what to answer at once. Seeing this, Murong Yuzhuo felt that there was no need to hide it, so he treated it as an earlier plan as invalid.

"Old village chief, why don't you say anything? Do you want me to answer for you?" Murong Yuzhuo was teasing, as long as he shook all his true thoughts, and Murong Sichen came to find him and caught the old fox, it was still easy.

Murong Yuzhuo cleared his throat: "If I guess correctly, those children are immune to your witchcraft. Otherwise, how could a child talk to me normally, laugh, and always talk about money and interests. Isn't it what you taught me?"

The old village chief looked disbelief: "What, how could you, how could you know!"

Perhaps because his plan was exposed, he was anxious and took the initiative to admit this matter.

"I didn't expect that, just say something simple, you don't know how to respond. Think about it, your son is dead, and you miss your son, so you use your own witchcraft to make everyone here live like they are dead." Murong Yuzhuo took out a piece of paper, wrapped himself in his hand, and turned into a fruit like magic: "This berries is what you want to cover up the existence of this small village?"

The old village chief laughed evilly: "Hahahahahahahaha, since I know everything, I won't hide it. Yes, yes, I'm responsible for everything here, but you're only half of it right, and I'm going to do it later."

The old village chief said more and more ruthlessly, making people feel a little nervous: "As long as I destroy this place, I will be able to live forever, hahahahaha."

The old village chief paused: "Look at me, it's all my skin. When I rejuvenate, I will definitely clean up the world of Dali."

Murong Yuzhuo felt funny when he heard this, and couldn't help but hate it: "Tianxia? Yours? Old man, he has to make a draft of his words."

As he said that, Murong Yuzhuo stepped forward and kicked the old man with a side kick, but he didn't expect that the old village chief would hide. He couldn't help but look younger and even have good physical fitness.

But even if he is powerful, there is still a person on the other side. Murong Yuzhuo gave the guard a look and the guard went forward to grab the old village chief. Murong Yuzhuo directly overturned the old village chief and the old village chief fell to the ground.

Fortunately, I just spit out the food I ate. If I ate it all, it would not be the old village chief who fell to the ground now, but the two of them.

When the two of them carried the old village chief to the chair, the guard suddenly fainted. Murong Yuzhuo smiled and kicked the guard: "Why did he fall down?"

He wanted to laugh at him, but after the next second, Murong Yuzhuo also fell down.

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