Zhuo Hua

Chapter 307 Euphemism
"Where are we going next?" Qing Ge stood aside and asked coldly.

Remembering the message Ziyang Master gave him before leaving, Zhuohua waved his hand, "Go to Yaocheng."

The distance between Yaocheng and Xiaoyaozong is not too far. Specifically speaking, there should be traces of demon cultivators in Yaocheng first, and then something happened to Xiaoyaozong.

Several people have no opinion on this.

The situation in Yaocheng is quite different from what Zhuohua imagined.

As usual, even if a place that has been attacked by a demon cultivator does not become empty, there will not be too many people.

However, when Zhuo Hua and his party came here, they were surprised to find that it was as if nothing had happened here. Everyone was doing what they were supposed to do, and they were not affected by the previous events at all.

There are still many people on the street, and various stalls and shops are also operating normally.

"Qingge, you and Shi Chuan should go find an inn first. Su Qi, go to the teahouse, where there are usually storytellers, maybe you can learn something. Luo Yang, you and I will go."

"Okay." Several people replied in unison.

Zhuo Hua and Luo Yang were wandering on the street, but this kind of wandering was not just for leisure.

"I found it." Zhuo Hua's eyes lit up.

Luo Yang looked at Zhuo Hua suddenly walking towards a place in a daze, and before she had time to ask any more questions, she hurriedly followed.

Zhuo Hua walked towards a corner where a person was nestling.

The clothes on his body are very shabby, the shoes on his feet are made of straw, and his long hair is hanging on his body. He only has a chipped bowl and a straw mat to accompany him.

There was a large piece of cake in his hand, and the cake was covered with dust, but he didn't care about it, and he still swallowed it, looking extremely hungry.

This is a young beggar.

Unlike other beggars, although he was also dressed in shabby clothes, he was not dirty like other beggars, nor did he have an unpleasant stench.

Even though his hands were covered with calluses and wounds, there was not a trace of dirt in his nails.

"This little brother."

Zhuo Hua walked over and squatted in front of him.The little beggar's eyes were black and bright, and his whole person seemed to be full of aura.

Hearing the sound, the little beggar trembled and looked over timidly.

When he saw the faces of Zhuo Hua and Luo Yang clearly, his face suddenly turned red.

He hastily put down the somewhat dirty pancake in his hand, put his hands behind his back nervously, and wiped it on his clothes.Then, he raised his head and asked anxiously, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Don't be nervous." Zhuohua tried his best to keep his tone as light as possible, and smiled at him gently. "I just wanted to ask you something."

The little beggar's tense body slowly relaxed. "you say."

After hearing these words, Luo Yang understood what Zhuo Hua was going to do. She hurriedly volunteered and said, "I'll ask, I'll ask."

Zhuohua smiled helplessly, "You do it."

"Did anything strange happen to you some time ago?"

Luo Yang originally planned to ask Moxiu what he did here some time ago, but in order not to scare the children, and also felt that asking that way was too direct and not good.So, she chose to speak tactfully.

Although, it seems that there is no euphemism.

Her expression at this moment is very much like a strange aunt who wants to abduct a young child.

(End of this chapter)