My Master is Lin Zhengying

He is a man of culture, and he was selected as a scholar before.

In Renjia Town, they still have the right to speak.

Seeing Dali invited here now, but Nanchen Qiusheng Wencai didn't see Uncle Jiu, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.

The people next to him began to discuss.

"Hey, why didn't Uncle Jiu come?"

"Why are there only three apprentices of Uncle Jiu?"

"Can Uncle Jiu not come?"

"I don't think they can do three..."

"I don't know if I can rule the king's widow..."

"..."

There was constant discussion among the people.

Although the squire Li Xueyi is not optimistic about Nan Chen and others.

But as a cultural person, I still haven't lost my etiquette.

Symbolically clasped fists together:

"So it's Uncle Jiu's three disciples, I don't know why Uncle Jiu didn't come?"

Nan Chen and the others clasped their fists after listening.

"My master is away, and now all the affairs of Yizhuang are handed over to our senior brothers."

Nan Chen spoke.

Qiu Sheng also nodded and said:

"Li Xiangshen, the master will know it, and we will too. We will leave the matter of the Widow Wang to us."

Qiu Sheng made a vow, and opened his chest.

After all, this is a good opportunity to show off, and Qiu Sheng, who likes to show off, will naturally not miss it.

Wen Cai also nodded vigorously:

"That's right, Qiusheng Nanchen is here.

The matter of Widow Wang can be settled easily. "

Although Li Xueyi did not believe in the strength of Nan Chen and others.

But until now, I can only try it.

After all, Uncle Jiu is not here either.

Now nodded:

"Then come with me!"

After finishing speaking, the squire Li Xueyi raised his long gown.

Then he took Nan Chen and the other three, and walked to a courtyard not far away under the eyes of everyone...

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As soon as he approached the room, Nan Chen smelled a strong smell of blood.

Immediately, I saw a person lying on the ground, now covered by a white cloth.

There was blood all over the ground.

Next to it, there is a disheveled woman tied up in the shade under a big tree.

At the moment, he is crazy, as if he is talking about something.

There are also two village guards.

"The three Ninth Uncles are from here.

The ones lying on the ground are Wu Tao and Wu Cripple.

Widow Wang doesn't know whether she is crazy or bewitched.

Three master disciples, take a look! "

After finishing speaking, Li Xueyi didn't open his mouth to speak.

Just stood by, watching quietly.

Wen Cai lifted the white cloth on the ground and glanced at the corpse.

I saw that the corpse had no clothes on and was covered in blood.

In many places, there is no flesh and blood, and there are tooth marks all over.

It was completely bitten, bled dry, and died of pain.

The state of death can be said to be extremely terrifying.