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Chapter 319 [Mist Village] Low-level lies?

Luo Qingzhu and Lu Yuxi also woke up.

The conversation between Bai Yu and Ah Yin, they listened to every word.

Lu Yuxi sat on the bed, looking at the back of Bai Yu leaning against the wooden railing on the third floor, and while arranging her hair, said:

"So, our main task today is to go to the market?"

"Maybe." Luo Qingzhu next to him finished speaking and jumped out of bed.

It didn't rain last night.

Outside the window today, there are no white clouds and mist lingering.

Bai Yu ignored the two of them and went downstairs lightly.

Walking to the door, she glanced at the courtyard through the crack of the door.

At the gate of the fence, Ah Yin's parents, Ah Leng, Ah Yin, and Zhao Xiaojun, each of them was carrying a large bamboo bamboo basket, and they just left on their front feet.

Bai Yu narrowed his gaze: Use bamboo strips to carry straw?
Although she has never stayed in the countryside, this does not seem to be in line with common sense.

In addition, she remembered that when she first appeared on the ridge in the dungeon, the rice stalks in those endless rice fields were all burned.

Ah Yin's lie is too low-level.

Is it intentional?
As soon as he turned around, he saw Luo Qingzhu and Lu Yuxi also approaching the crack of the door.

The two of them carefully looked outside, then looked back at Bai Yu.

Lu Yuxi's face was full of puzzlement:

"Qianqian, aren't they going to fetch straw from the fields? How do you feel, they are going up the mountain?"

There are only two main roads on the mountain.

A main road leading to the Misty Village market in the mouth of Ayin.

Another side road led to the pine forest and ebony forest they had visited yesterday.

And the rice fields, at the foot of the mountain, are in the opposite direction to what a few people said.

Bai Yu knew that she was asking knowingly, "En?", and threw the question back.

"The basket should be used to carry things, but it's definitely not straw." Luo Qingzhu took the words, analyzed them firmly, and said:
"I'll follow up quietly to see what they are going to do. You go to the market normally. What's there? Let's share information together at night?"

White Feather nodded.

Seeing this, Lu Yuxi also nodded.

The clues given by this dungeon are too scattered, and just like the name of the dungeon [Mist Village], it is cloudy and foggy.

Now it seems that only if we act separately, we may get more information.

As for Li Yang and Mo Tianze who hadn't returned all night, the three of them had no hope.

For now, it is a blessing in misfortune not to be stabbed in the back by them.

Luo Qingzhu went out.

It was still early to go to the market, and Bai Yu and Lu Yuxi returned to the room to take a rest.

Presumably in order to get closer, Lu Yuxi began to talk to Bai Yu about some things in the dungeons he had experienced before.

Bai Yu listened with her ears, but she was thinking about other things in her mind.

When she was halfway through, Bai Yu withdrew her thoughts and said:

"Lu Yuxi, you—"

This sudden question made Lu Yuxi's words come to an abrupt end, and she looked around vigilantly:
"What's the matter, Qianqian?"

Bai Yu looked at her quietly:
"I would venture to ask, do you have special abilities or identities in this dungeon?"

After she finished speaking, she added:
"Of course, you can also choose not to answer, but."

She deliberately hesitated to speak.

After Lu Yuxi listened, the wet little deer stared blankly, his eyes darkened and he lowered his eyes, silent for a moment.

After a while, she pretended to be naive and raised her eyes and said tentatively:
"Qianqian, can I trust you?"

Bai Yu nodded and said "En".

(End of this chapter)