The teammates stood there, watching Feng Bujue talk nonsense with the leader of the Beggar Clan.
Based on what Meng Jiu said, the reason he was guarding the entrance of the village was to point out the way for the martial artists who had just entered the village. At the same time, he was also there to investigate the background of the various people. As a member of the Beggar Clan, naturally, he could communicate with most of the people in the martial world. No matter the background, they had to give the old beggar some face.
Meng Jiu told Feng Bujue about the rules of the small and main roads. After hearing that, Feng Bujue's first reaction was to ask, "Based on what you said, there are no villains in Chang Lin Town today. Everyone is from the righteous sects and famous martial artists?"
The old beggar laughed instantly. "Are those from the righteous sects all good people?" He asked in return, "Are those famous people actually good people behind the scenes?"
Feng Bujue had a smile on his face. "Thank you for your advice …" Actually, he just wanted Meng Jiu to make himself clear. With Feng Bujue's personality, how could he believe that these people were all good people? Even this Meng Jiu before him, he did not fully trust him.
The other important part of their conversation was Meng Jiu's introduction of the current situation in Chang Lin Town. In other words … on the surface, there was a storm brewing, but in the dark … everyone was in a state of fear.
The conversation with the NPC that provided the plot introduction lasted for twenty minutes. Feng Bujue had gotten almost all the information that he could get from the NPC. After he finished listening to the description, he thanked the senior and led his teammates into the town.
After they left the old beggar's sight, Xiao Tan sidled up to him. "Brother Bujue, did you hear that? Things are not looking good!"
"Which part are you referring to?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Of course, it's the part where people go missing every night!" Xiao Tan answered.
"Even though Meng Jiu said seriously that this is caused by ghosts …" Feng Bujue smiled. "But from how I see it … only you will believe that."
Laughing Soul also smiled at Xiao Tan. "Even the other NPCs in this scenario will not believe that. The old beggar is obviously just trying to scare us. I'm afraid even he does not believe his own words."
"How so?" Xiao Tan asked.
Laughing Soul replied, "Isn't that obvious? If this Meng Jiu really believed in ghosts, why would he stay on the street every night? At least find a roof to hide in, don't you think so? "
"Meng Jiu," Feng Bujue said, "people disappear every night, at least seven or eight people, at most ten people … I believe ninety percent of those who disappeared were killed killed by 'people' or … killed each other." He paused for a moment. "Perhaps only one or two of them encountered some kind of supernatural thing."
Laughing Soul added, "Furthermore, the people from the martial world know this very well, but no one will point out this so-called ghost rumor."
Xiao Tan nodded like he understood. "That way, they can use the ghost rumor as a cover to kill other people in the future?"
Feng Bujue snapped his fingers. "Correct."
Atobe-sama then said, "But why would these people do something like that? They have already arrived at Chang Lin Town. Is it because they want to be in the front row when the duel starts? Is that why they have been using these few days to find a chance to kill the other audience members? "
"Sigh … You don't understand the business of the martial world." Feng Bujue said with sincerity like he knew this very well. "Fame and wealth are human desires. Love and hatred are all caused by that. The Jianghu was a huge vat that embodied all of this in the most incisive and vivid manner. If a group of people from the martial world is placed in a specific and suitable environment, their human nature will be exposed. " He looked around the dark and quiet village. "Normally, there will be people that you can't stand. Perhaps you are jealous of them, or perhaps they have offended you before, or perhaps you know about the dirty things they have done in the dark, or perhaps they know about the dirty things you have done in the dark. But due to their identity or the other's identity, due to the rules of the martial world, ethics, and so on … it is impossible for them to do anything outside. " He smiled. "Look at how perfect Chang Lin Town is. You can say that no one cares about anything … Heaven, earth, and government. Once night falls, you can sneak out to kill those people that you have been holding back for so long and push the blame to the ghost that no one knows exists. Isn't it good that everyone is doing this with a tacit understanding that no one will expose the other? "
"I say … you sure have a dark view of the human heart …" Atobe-sama listened to Feng Bujue's vivid description, and he could not help but shrunk his neck back.
"Kid, you come from a good family, right?" Feng Bujue looked at him with a smile.
"How did you know?" Atobe-sama asked in return.
"Haha …" Feng Bujue scratched his chin. "Names are so hard to come up with. Names are so hard to come up with. The three of them are the kind of friends who … even though they bully you in public, when you run into trouble, they will rush to help you. Hmm … let me guess, they are brothers that I made when I was in school."
"Hey … you can tell something like that?" Atobe-sama asked in shock.
Feng Bujue patted Atobe-sama on his shoulder and sighed. "You … so you don't understand the wickedness of the human heart." He then turned to look at Xiao Tan.
Xiao Tan smiled but did not say anything. He looked like he had been through this before.
"When you start working for someone else and interact with more people in society, you will know how many b * stards there are in the world and how b * stards can be," Feng Bujue said.
While they were talking, a sudden change happened.
In a small alley in front of them, a figure suddenly flashed out. It was a scholar in green, about thirty years old, with a handsome appearance, elegant and refined. For a woman who had just stepped into the world, when she saw this face, her heart would burn, and her cheeks would turn red.
However, at that moment, the handsome man looked rather haggard. It was clear that he was heavily injured. His left shoulder was dyed red by fresh blood. When he ran, he not only staggered, but his breathing was also messed up. Under the moonlight, his pale face and fearful expression looked particularly pitiful.
When he reached the street, he just had time to lift his head to look at Feng Bujue's group. When he opened his mouth to speak, his body suddenly bent sideways like he had been hit by a truck. His whole body flew out and slammed into a wall by the side of the road. In just a few breaths, he died.
Feng Bujue raised his hand to signal for his teammates to stay back. He hurried forward to take a closer look at the body.
Once he saw the body, he knew that the strange movement of the man being flung to the side was because he had been hit by more than ten nail-like hidden weapons. It was as if he had been shot by a shotgun, and the force of the hidden weapons had sent him flying.
At that moment, Feng Bujue was about to raise his head to look in the direction of the hidden weapons when he was attacked as well …
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