I Built the Salvation Organization

Shen Yi couldn't help but glance at Ding Xiang again.

This is how it is taught.

Ding Xiang didn't speak, just smiled lightly, but not only felt more joyful, but also seemed to be slightly proud.

Shen Yi simply stopped asking, but now he wanted to see if this Wu Zhao could give him more surprises.

now.

After dividing into groups, the four of Wu Zhao entered the village together.

Logically speaking, the identities of these four people should belong to the crown prince Li Chengqian, but Wu Zhao took Li Lizhi's hand and walked in the front. Li Chengqian and Li Tai looked at each other. He showed helplessness, but followed behind obediently.

"Sister Zhao." Princess Changle seemed to be a little afraid of this village, "Where should we start our investigation?"

"Of course I should ask someone first." Wu Zhao looked at Li Lizhi, as if he could see her fear, with a little helplessness in his brows, but also a bit of pity, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, even If you can't trust those ghost masters who are protecting you in the dark, you should trust me, and even if you can't trust me, you should trust the treasure given by the fairy on my waist."

Li Lizhi glanced at Wu Zhao's wooden plaque tied around his waist and carefully wrapped in a cloth bag, feeling a little relieved, but also a little envious.

Everyone knows that this wooden sign is Wu Zhao's most precious treasure, and Ni Lin even more so.

Not to be touched by anyone.

There was once a disciple of an aristocratic family who wanted to take a look, but just forcibly touched it, which made the always gentle Wu Zhao furious. I don't know what kind of methods she used. The disciple of the aristocratic family was not only expelled from the academy, but also His reputation fell to the ground, he was in a slump, and it was useless to ask anyone for mercy. He died of depression within two years, and even the family that followed him paid a high price.

And at this time.

Wu Zhao seemed to have found his target. He saw an old farmer who was about 50 years old resting in the field, and walked towards him without discussing with the others.

The old farmer had seen these young masters and young ladies in brocade clothes for a long time, and when he saw them coming, he quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Grass, the grass people have met Miss Young Master."

As early as a few days ago, a large number of officials from the government entered the village, indicating that students from Xianci Academy would come to investigate today.

They are required to do their own things, but they must not collide with the nobles.

This is a student of Xianci Academy!

In the hearts of these peasants, the Xianci Academy is the academy bestowed by the immortals, and all the students in it are the children of the immortals, and they are unimaginably noble!

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Chapter 320: Is there really a villain

"No need to be polite."

The Wu Zhao at this time is obviously different from the Wu Zhao just now, it's not because he deliberately put on a serious face, but the light tone and expression have a kind of deterrent power.

Shen Yi couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Sure enough, it has penetrated people's hearts.

If you still use that kind of soft voice at this time, coupled with your young and immature appearance, people will definitely underestimate him subconsciously, and you may not be able to ask for information.

At least you can't ask some information that is not easy to answer.

To become a member of the association, the requirements for xinxing are not simply summed up in one or two strokes.

You can neither be too cruel and ruthless, have no empathy for the life and death of others, nor be too benevolent, treat everyone with an equal attitude. Take this time as an example, facing an ordinary old farmer, whether it is gentle and humble, Still arrogant and rude, Shen Yi has a low score here, and only by grasping the balance can he be considered a high score.

Wu Zhao obviously did a good job.

At this moment, she didn't wait for the old farmer to say anything, but continued:

"Presumably you already know that we are students of Xianci Academy. First, we came here to investigate the reasons for the frequent appearance of ghosts. Second, it is also the academy's assessment of us. Therefore, we attach great importance to it."

She emphasized the word "extraordinary".

The straightforward words made the old farmer's heart skip a beat.

Nodding repeatedly, even a little apprehensive.

"Yes, miss, I'm sure I'll say everything, everything."

This fear caused Wu Zhao to raise her eyebrows slightly. Although her tone was flat, she did not say anything threatening, and Datang still took care of the elderly to a certain extent. Generally, unless they were slaves, there was no need to panic like this.

However, Wu Zhao noticed it keenly.

The old farmer has a scar on his right cheek, which seems to have been scalded.

No, something is wrong with the color.

That's for covering up tattoos.

This person has been "ink tortured".

"In your Lujia Village, what is the relationship between people? Have there ever been disputes?" Wu Zhao asked the first question.

"Miss Hui." The man replied cautiously, "There are disputes... of course, but most of them are small things."

"For example?" Wu Zhao asked again.

The old farmer thought about it, chose the most recent thing and said: "Two days ago, there was a fight at the house of Lu Ergou at the entrance of the village and his neighbor Lu Mazi's, and he broke his arm. The reason is that Lu Mazi stole the vegetable leaves grown in his backyard. .”

"You broke your arm just by taking a la carte leaf?" Li Tai couldn't help interjecting, as if he felt a little unbelievable.

"This... I guess it's because of anger." The old farmer smiled.