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These words left Hei Guan speechless. He glanced at Xiao Zizai and said:
"Old Xiao, why do you exude such a murderous aura? You look like a god of death."
Xiao Zizai frowned and said:
"Because I'm about to lose my temper; I haven't killed anyone in many days."
As he spoke, a sharp, murderous glint flashed in his eyes, sending chills down one's spine.
Seeing this, Zhang Chulan quickly smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, don't worry, there's no need for fighting. We're all civilized people."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "What we need to do right now is to understand this village thoroughly."
"Let's see exactly how they're distributed and who they are."
"That way we can treat the problem effectively, right?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenqiu was the first to express his support: "I support you. Chu Lan is right. We need to understand the situation first."
Old Meng nodded and said, "I also support it. After all, knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle."
Seeing this, Black Pipe also chimed in, "Support."
Feng Baobao didn't quite understand what they were saying.
But seeing that everyone was in support, he also shouted, "Support!"
Seeing so many people supporting Zhang Chulan, Xiao Zizai could only nod helplessly, concealing his murderous intent.
He sighed inwardly. He had originally planned to go on a killing spree, but this way he could finally let loose.
It's a pity, it seems we can only bear with it for now.
After discussing and deciding on a plan, the group began to wander around the village.
As they walked, they observed their surroundings and the people around them, trying to find some useful clues.
Zhang Chulan and his group were surprised to find that in addition to the villagers, there were also many tourists.
Some of these tourists came to see Ma Xianhong for medical treatment or to gain his abilities.
Some were just there to join in the fun.
In short, everyone has their own plans and goals.
What surprised them most was that they also discovered some people from the world of supernatural beings.
For example, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye are also here.
Wang Zhenqiu glanced around and spotted an acquaintance. He immediately called out, "Brother Yang."
Lin Yang was standing with several men in suits at that moment.
Upon hearing the sound, he turned around and, seeing Wang Zhenqiu, his face showed surprise:
"Ball, what are you doing here?"
"Haha, Yang-ge, I didn't expect to run into you here."
Wang Zhenqiu walked over with a smile and put his arm around Lin Yang's shoulder:
How have you been lately?
"Not bad." Lin Yang smiled. "How about you?"
"I'm fine too," Wang Zhenqiu said, turning to look at Lao Meng and the others.
"Come, let me introduce you. This is Lin Yang, the owner of Pawnshop No. 8."
Upon hearing the words "Pawnshop No. 8," Xiao Zizai raised an eyebrow, a look of interest appearing on his face.
Old Meng looked surprised: "Mr. Lin, I didn't expect to see you again."
Lin Yang smiled and looked at Lao Meng: "Long time no see."
He smiled and said this, then took out several business cards from his pocket and handed them to Xiao Zizai and the others:
"If you ever come to Beijing in the future, 0..."
"Come sit at my place, it's on me."
Zhang Chulan took the business card, glanced at it, then put it away. She looked at Lin Yang and asked:
"Mr. Lin, what brings you here?"
Lin Yang's lips curled up, showing his response and curiosity towards you:
"Tourism? That's right. I heard that the scenery here is unique, so I came here specifically to see it."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, I met someone along the way."
"He mentioned this place to me, saying it was well worth a visit."
"I figured I was just out to relax anyway, so I came along for a stroll."
However, Zhang Chulan frowned slightly, feeling that Lin Yang's appearance was not so simple.
He said in a deep voice, "Mr. Lin, I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible. It's not as wonderful as you imagine."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang looked puzzled: "Oh? Is there some problem here?"
Zhang Chulan did not answer his question directly, but instead asked him in return:
"But look, so many people are coming here, do you think there's anything wrong with this place?"
Xiao Zizai chimed in, "Boss Lin, what you're seeing now is just the surface."
"I advise you to leave as soon as possible, lest you get into trouble later."
Lin Yang smiled after hearing their conversation: "I understand. I'm just taking a quick look around and will be leaving in the next couple of days."
After saying that, he turned and left.
There's no need to engage with them directly now, to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
Watching Lin Yang's departing figure, Zhang Chulan thoughtfully said to Wang Zhenqiu:
"Ball, do you think this person is an alien?"
Wang Zhenqiu pondered for a moment: "I don't know, I can't tell how deep he is."
Old Meng chimed in, "That's right, I can't sense anything unusual about him either."
That's what they said, but in reality, both of them knew that Lin Yang was extremely powerful.
But they dare not say it.
Zhang Chulan took a deep breath: "Everyone, let's continue searching around and see if we can find any clues."
Chapter 153: The Core of the Body Cultivation Furnace is a Piece of Meat
Just as Zhang Chulan and his group were looking around, trying to figure out the situation in Biyou Village...
Their every move was under Ma Xianhong's watchful eye.
Standing on high ground, Ma Xianhong had a keen eye, taking in the entire village.
Lin Yang, in particular, attracted Ma Xianhong's special attention.
Lin Yang was dressed casually and looked ordinary, but his every move revealed a unique temperament.
He wandered around, sometimes stopping to look, sometimes whispering, as if searching for something.
Just then, Lin Yang walked up to Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing.
He smiled and handed over his business card, his voice gentle yet firm:
"I am Lin Yang, the owner of Beijing No. 8 Pawnshop. It's a pleasure to meet you both."
Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
They took the business card, which prominently displayed the words "Beijing No. 8 Pawnshop" and Lin Yang's name and contact information below.
"Our pawnshop can withstand anything."
"Of course, 06 can also obtain anything."
Lin Yang continued:
"If you two are interested, you are welcome to come and visit us then."
After he finished speaking, he smiled and walked away to other places, leaving Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Old Wang, what's going on?" Zhuge Qing couldn't help but ask.
"What's going on? Can't you see he's a pawnshop owner?"
Wang Ye rolled his eyes. "Maybe they're here to look for business."
"You don't know him?" Zhuge Qing asked in confusion.
"I don't know him." Wang Ye smiled, a hint of teasing in his eyes.
"I thought you knew him, after all, the Zhuge family is very powerful."
Zhuge Qing rolled his eyes. "So what if I'm incredibly wealthy?"
"Can't I have some aspirations? Who would pawn something in a place like that?"
"You make it sound like I'm dirt poor," Wang Ye joked.
Zhuge Qing glared at him irritably:
"Okay, okay, you're the richest, alright?"
The two exchanged a few jokes, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.
Wang Ye looked around, his brows furrowing slightly. "To be honest, I still don't understand what's going on here."
"Me too." Zhuge Qing shrugged. "They said they wanted me to come and see what this 'Divine Hundred Refinements' stuff is all about?"
"We haven't seen a single person yet."
Wang Ye nodded. "That is indeed strange. Haven't you met that Ma Xianhong?"
"No." Zhuge Qing shook his head.