Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 170: The Jianghu in the Wine and Sword Village (13)

"Yu Feng, I warn you, don't touch anyone you shouldn't touch."

"Then what should I do? Great Lord, I am a madman who doesn't even want my parents... But don't worry, I will never kill him unless you ask for it." Yu Feng sneered a few times.

Hearing his words, Jiang Sichen ignored him and walked into the ruined temple.

Before he pushed open the door, a quarrel broke out in the house. Jiang Sichen was afraid that Tang Cuo would be wronged, so he pushed open the door of the dilapidated temple and glanced around with a sharp eyes.

When everyone saw his expression, the two people who were arguing just now fell silent instantly.

Jiang Sichen's gaze fell on Tang Cuo, and when he saw him sitting upright beside him, his worries were relieved a little.

Tangcuo's eyes were wandering, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing, you should have a certain amount of time to wait. Someone has died, and you still don't come out. It's a bit unreasonable. At least give me some ideas..."

At one side, Tang Cuo, who was daydreaming, was trying his best to call out to a system in his mind that he was not sure whether it still existed or not.

After a long time, seeing that it still didn't respond, Tangcuo closed his eyes helplessly, leaned casually to the side, and sighed.

Jiang Sichen sat beside him and gently moved his head to rest on his shoulder.

Feeling someone touching his body, Tangcuo jumped up reflexively. After seeing the person coming, he relaxed again. "He's back? Did that person come back?"

"No, it looks like he won't be back tonight."

"Who is that person? It looks like..."

Before Tang Cuo could ask any questions, Yu Feng walked in. He glanced at Jiang Sichen and Tang Cuo and smiled humbly at them.

When everyone saw him coming back, they gathered around him and spoke earnestly, "Master Yu, what is going on? Why did Master Tang come back and say that the young man in red was dead? Who killed him?"

"Don't panic, everyone. I was a step too late when I went out just now, and I didn't see the man's true face. But from the description of the two young heroes just now, it seems to be... Jie Youlin's Kui Ye..."

"Puppeteer Kuiye? Isn't he dead?"

"You are so confused. You actually said he was a puppeteer. How could he die so easily? Maybe it was one of his puppets who died."

"People like this have reappeared. It seems that the rumors about Jie Youlin are true. They are really going to unify the world..."

Tang Cuo listened to the conversation silently, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Puppeteer? What is that?"

"Before joining Jie Youlin, Kuiye was a puppeteer. His puppets were lifelike. But something happened and he had no choice but to join Jie Youlin."

"What? I guess it was the master of Jie Youlin who forced me to do that..." the man said in a bad tone.

"That makes sense. Rumor has it that the leader is definitely not a good person. If a sect makes him unhappy, he will be wiped out. Isn't that what happened with the Bai Huan Sect and the Luo Ri Sect?"

"As far as I know, the Baihuan Sect and the Luori Sect are not good people either. The leader of the Baihuan Sect has been suppressing the people for years and forcibly collecting money from the local people for his own enjoyment. It seems that there is nothing to regret about the death of such a person.

Besides, isn't it the same with Sunset Sect? Do you dare to say that there are any good people in these two sects?"

Hearing the sudden question, everyone was speechless, "That... that can't be done by killing them all."

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. What's the point of arguing now? It's just annoying."

After hearing this, everyone stopped talking and retreated to a corner to rest.

The next morning, everyone buried the young man in red under the tree. Since no one knew his name, they erected a tombstone without any words on it.

The group continued to move forward. The villages they encountered along the way were almost all sparsely populated, with only a few households and not even a place to stay.

There was a flag hanging on the restaurant, but perhaps due to its age, the flag had faded and stood there alone.

"I remember this place wasn't like this before, why has it become so desolate now?"

"Of course, it must be that Jie Youlin's people came down the mountain to rob the people's food, leaving them with nothing to eat. They had no choice but to move away, leaving behind empty houses one after another."

"That's a bit far-fetched. Jie Youlin is at least a hundred miles away from here. It's unlikely that a village could disappear without a sound." Another person pointed out the unreasonable part of his words.

"What's unreasonable about this? Then tell me... apart from them, who else would do such a thing?"

"No, young man, your stereotype is too strong. What if they just think this place is not good and want to move away?" Tang Cuo was a little helpless. "You can't always put the blame on them for everything."

"I think what Young Master Tang said makes sense. We really can't frame others at will." Yu Feng pulled the corner of his mouth and chuckled.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the empty street in front of him. Jiang Sichen tightly protected Tang Cuo's body and stood in front of him.

The others also covered their faces, steadied their bodies, and gathered together cautiously.

"Why is the wind blowing so hard all of a sudden?"

"I don't know... Hey, my hat..." Several people wearing straw hats had their hats blown into the air.

It was not until the wind slowly died down that Tang Cuo raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, saying in confusion, "This wind really comes as it pleases."

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance. An elderly woman was walking forward step by step with the help of a cane. She walked unsteadily and even her few steps were shaky.

Suddenly, she stopped, stood in the middle of the road, and turned her head to look at everyone.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were deeply sunken in her eye sockets. The old woman didn't say anything, and after just a moment, she shifted her gaze back.

"Someone is here!" The young man next to her shouted a few times, and then tried to run towards the old woman.

But before he could take a few steps, the person beside him grabbed his collar and stopped him, "You are risking your life. How dare you go there? Who knows who she is? What if it's a trap..."

"What this gentleman said makes sense. When we just came in, there was no one there. In a gust of wind, this old man appeared in front of us. It's hard not to let people imagine all sorts of things."

"That's right. When we encountered that strong wind just now, we took a few steps back unconsciously. But this old man was able to walk in the wind safely. He doesn't look like an ordinary person..."