"Uncle Ni San, it's great that you are here. My nephew happened to have something to look for you."

As soon as he saw the old man with triangular eyes, Yun Han immediately smiled, but Zhuo Mufeng found that the smile had a bit of a forced smell.

The old man named Ni San sneered, his eyes moved away from Zhuo Mufeng, and fell on Yun Han: "It's really the sun has come out from the west. Can you still have something to do with your brother Yun to find me, this old man? I can't stand it without a capable nephew like you."

Yun Han's lips stretched, but he still smiled and said, "What did Uncle Ni San say..."

"Stop!"

Uncle Ni San waved his hand and said meaningfully: "I have never seen the boy around you before. He should be an outsider who just entered the village, right? Do you want me to register and make a book for him? What a simple thing, you don't need to get close to it."

He turned to the room and shouted, "Dapeng, come with the knife and the roster."

A healthy young man of medium figure walked out of the house, wearing a brown cloth, looked at Yun Han with extremely fierce and disdainful eyes, holding a rolled bamboo book and a stone knife in his hand.

The bamboo library was on the wooden table. Ni San took the knife and asked without raising his head, "Name, age, whether he has practiced martial arts, and how much is his cultivation?"

This was obviously said to Zhuo Mufeng, but his contemptuous attitude made Zhuo Mufeng very unhappy. However, seeing Yun Han winking on the side, he couldn't bear to let down this simple and passionate man, so he had to say, "Lu Juntian, seventeen years old."

Ni San used a knife to carve a few strokes on the bamboo book, and his grandson Ni Dapeng shouted sternly: "Boy, are you deaf? My grandfather asked you, have you practiced martial arts?"

Zhuo Mufeng asked lightly: "How about practicing, so what about not practicing?"

Seeing that the boy was still brave enough to retort, Ni Dapeng became even more angry and pointed at Zhuo Mufeng's nose and cursed: "Where did you come from? Just give me some rules when you enter the hidden village. What do you think you are? Even if the Heavenly King enters the hidden village, you have to bow down to me!"

Yun Han was afraid that Zhuo Mufeng would bring disaster to his youthful aura, so he quickly grabbed his arm and kept winking at him.

But he looked up to this guy.

Although this guy is not a good man and a trustworthy woman, he had already learned on the way he came before that the hidden village was not simple, and he also learned from Yun Han that the village chief was a peak master of Xingqiao Realm.

Since Ni San can be responsible for registering and making records, he must have a good status in the hidden village. According to common sense, his strength should be good.

Before I figured out the situation, Zhuo Mufeng would not act rashly at all. He just looked at Ni Dapeng deeply and said coldly: "There is tenth level of true qi."

He was actually at the peak of the twelfth level of the True Qi Realm, so he deliberately said two levels less. But despite this, the three people present couldn't help but be surprised.

People in the hidden village practice martial arts since they were seven years old. Although there are also people with excellent qualifications, they lack various resources after all. There are very few people who can practice to the tenth level of true qi at the age of seventeen.

Zhuo Mufeng's progress has been the highest in the hidden village for decades.

Ni Dapeng's eyes were filled with jealousy and sinister expressions. Ni San's face was not good-looking, especially when he saw that Yun Han and Zhuo Mufeng had a good relationship, he felt a sense of worry and murderous intent when he thought of the conflict between him and Yun Han.

Ni San snorted secretly, Xiaodao engraved a few words on the bamboo book, and said in a low tone: "The cultivation level is too low, not enough to join the hunting team. I don't keep idle people in my hidden village, so you can settle in the charity house outside the village."

"What? Uncle Ni San, what do you mean?"

Zhuo Mufeng didn't understand what the other party said meant, but Yun Han was a sensible person. He was anxious on the spot and looked at the indifferent Ni San with anger.

There are only two results for outsiders who come to the hidden village. Either join the hidden village directly. As long as you pass the moral standards and be content with oneself, these people will be able to integrate into the hidden village and become their true self-centered people soon.

Another way is to settle down in Yishe.

But the Yishe gathered all the evil people who had made great mistakes in the village. They would be regarded as laborers in the hidden village, responsible for producing clothes, creating bamboo books, stone tools, and even washing toilets.

Unless these people perform well and tend to reform, they will never be able to leave the righteous. Even if they are separated, they will not be recognized for a long time because of this experience.

But usually new outsiders will join the hidden village directly, and have never heard of being arranged to be in a smoky place like Yishe.

Zhuo Mufeng is young, has extraordinary cultivation, and is simple and cute. No matter from any perspective, he should not be arranged to make him a living.

It can be said that Ni San used his intentions and wanted to nail Zhuo Mufeng to the ground for the rest of his life!

Yun Han couldn't help but get angry. He suddenly thought that Zhuo Mufeng must have been implicated by himself, and shouted: "Ni San, don't take personal revenge. If you have something to do, come to me, don't take your anger on others!"

Ni San said coldly: "Not called Uncle Ni San? I have long seen that you are a jackal and a bastard. There is no place for you to speak here, so get out of here!"

Yun Han's fists clenched his knuckles white, and the word "mixed" reminded him of some unbearable past events, and gritted his teeth and said, "As a bookmaker in a hidden village, you should not be so inseparable from public or private!"

Ni Dapeng shouted: "Bastard! What's the right to scold my grandfather? Why, is itchy? I broke one of your hands last time and didn't let you have a memory, right? The surname Yun, believe it or not, you dare to say another word, I'll ruin you this time! I dare to question my grandfather, no one in the hidden village will talk to you!"

His breathing became extremely heavy, Yun Han's face turned pale, his fists clenched and then loosened, and his teeth pounded and his cheeks bulged. But he knew that the other party was not wrong.

Although the hidden village is not big, over the years, because the lifespan of warriors has been relatively long and the continuous supplements from outsiders, there are now thousands of families and tens of thousands of warriors.

Among them, there are more than 100 warriors in Xingqiao Realm. They are the highest level of the entire hidden village. In this ancient village, they have the supreme power of life and death.

Ni San is one of them. This person has the third level of Star Bridge Realm, has extremely high martial arts skills, and is vicious and vicious.

Over the years, his grandson has done many things, such as raping, killing, killing, looting, and still living well. The victims can only bite their teeth and swallow them.

Faced with such a person, Yun Han, as a lonely man, had no way to fight. Although he practiced diligently every day, he still lingers at the peak of the True Qi Realm because he cannot obtain the best martial arts.

Yun Han knew very well that the descendants of the Ni family did not kill him before because his elders had died for not many years, and some elders in the village were still concerned about love. Most importantly, they had no legitimate reason.

If I dare to contradict myself today, even if Ni Dapeng kills people, who would offend this grandfather and grandson for himself afterwards? No one!

Even with the ruthlessness of this grandfather and grandson, maybe even kill Zhuo Mufeng.

Yun Han regretted extremely. What he should have thought of, if he had known this, he would not have come forward. Now he has implicated the innocent Zhuo Mufeng. How could he feel?

Seeing Yun Han bit his lips and not saying a word, Ni Dapeng sneered repeatedly, his laughter filled with unconcealed ridicule and contempt.

All this fell into Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, which made his eyes even colder.

"Actually, things are not unanimous." At this moment, Ni San suddenly said quietly, making Yunhan and Zhuo Mufeng look at him curiously. Even Ni Dapeng looked at his grandfather in discomfort.

Ni San smiled and said, "Mr. Lu is young and has good cultivation. I believe he has a lot of resources at home. Why not do this? You copy a copy of the martial arts you have learned and I will hand it over to the upper class. At that time, as long as you perform well in Yishe, I will definitely promote you. What if you do it?"

What he thought in his heart was that as long as Zhuo Mufeng handed over martial arts, he should find an opportunity to secretly kill this kid, so as not to raise a tiger.

Let’s take a step back, even if Zhuo Mufeng refuses to hand over martial arts today, he still has time and means to slowly grind it. Once this kid enters the Yishe, will he still be rubbed and flat?

In fact, after Zhuo Mufeng reported his cultivation, Ni San had already put his ideas on him. Every man was innocent and was guilty of possessing a treasure. This is the world of a hidden village. The order is determined by the hidden village. The weak can only surrender to the strong!

Fortunately, Zhuo Mufeng was too careful and did not tell his true cultivation, otherwise he was afraid that Ni San's forced him would be even worse.

"You, you are simply..."

When Yun Han was furious when he heard Ni San's words, he couldn't help but blurt out. Ni Dapeng's eyes were filled with murderous aura, and his skills were at their peak, so he was about to take action.

At the critical moment, Zhuo Mufeng pulled Yun Han back and stopped his words.

Looking at the leisurely grandson of Ni San, Zhuo Shaoxia was as cold as iron, but his face was filled with anger: "Senior, the family's unique knowledge should not be expressed in public, and he cannot be a sinner of the family."

Ni San raised his eyelids slightly and said indifferently: "That's your business. Since you refuse, I won't force you. Go to Yishe to report quickly. If I find out that you dare not leave..."

He glanced at Zhuo Mufeng and Yun Han, and the murderous intent in his eyes made the entire fence courtyard a little cold and sober, directly penetrated the bones of the two.

"Goodbye."

Both sides tore their faces apart, and there was no need to be a lie. Zhuo Mufeng dragged Yun Han and walked out.

"Dapeng, send someone to stare at this kid, wait for him to go to Yishe, and use all the methods in the past for me. In addition, if he has a good relationship with Yun Han, you can use Yun Han to threaten him. When you get something, get rid of this kid for me immediately!"

Ni San put down the carving knife and ordered calmly. Ni Dapeng, who was beside him, smiled: "Don't worry, grandpa, grandson can save it."

On the way back, Zhuo Mufeng finally learned about Yishe's situation from Yun Han's mouth, and the murderous intent in his heart suddenly grew like wild grass and could not be restrained.

What a person he is, he immediately understood the abacus of Mr. Ni San. He not only wanted secrets but also wanted to get rid of himself. It was such a scheming.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Mufeng is not a waste that can be rubbed by others.

Well, I have long wanted to break through the cultivation of my life. It is better to hit the sun than choose a day, so let's go today. When he breaks through to the Xingqiao Realm, why should he be afraid of the old people in the third level of the Xingqiao Realm?

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