This time the focus of the audience was on Lao Liu.

"Old Liu, what kind of envoy are you talking about?"

Old Liu stared at the painting.

Look around.

"This is a very ancient legend, I heard it from my high priest father!

The reason why our clan was able to move to Tianpengque is that we suffered a natural and man-made disaster a long time ago. At that time, a mysterious man appeared and saved us. Before leaving, he predicted that one day in the future, if a stranger comes to us

, that foreigner will be the clan envoy in the human world, and our entire clan must obey the clan envoy’s orders!"

A group of people looked at each other.

"I said, Lao Liu, are you just talking nonsense?" Gou Pengxing couldn't sit still, and secretly swallowed his saliva and asked.

Old Liu said solemnly, "I'm not lying! I heard this from my high priest father!"

Gou Pengxing wanted to refute for a moment, but Yang Huhuan said unexpectedly.

"I heard the high priest tell the story about the clan envoy before!"

Gou Pengxing felt that the ominous premonition was about to overwhelm him. When people feel guilty and nervous, especially men, their balls will tighten.

After hearing Yang Huhuan's addition, Gou Pengxing felt that his balls were numb.

"That means...the story about Zhen Clan Envoy is true?"

Yang Huhuan nodded, "The high priest did tell me. I heard the story before, but now it seems that this is true."

"Does that mean that the foreigner is the so-called envoy to the clan?"

Lao Liu shook his head, "It shouldn't be!"

"What shouldn't be done?" A group of people looked at Lao Liu again.

Lao Liu scratched his head and said, "That kid is so damn sexy! The Zhen clan envoy shouldn't be like that!"

"I think he is like a clan leader! He is very powerful!"

The father of the baby who had been rescued by Wang Han before spoke up.

My kindness to Wang Han will always be engraved in my heart.

Zhen Yourong also nodded, "Brother Xiang Feng is super powerful! I think he must be the envoy of this clan!"

"No! Look! In this painting, the man who climbed out of the mud plow has the same vertical pupils as the high priest's eyes! The eyes of the foreigner are the same as ours!"

This point that Gou Pengxing pointed out caused everyone to fall into silence.

"I think there is no need to believe in all this stuff, we still have to believe in science!" Gou Minghui said.

After Elder Yang pondered for a while, he glanced at Gou Minghui and said, "My dear! Although you have studied some foreign ideas abroad, there are some things that cannot be explained by science. It is better to believe that such things exist.

It’s unbelievable!”

"Elder Yang, what should we do now?"

Everyone looked at Elder Yang, the oldest person in the room. Elder Yang's eyes swept across the faces of several village chiefs and members of the Presbyterian Council.

"I think we should move this thing to the main hall and store it first, and then send people to Nili Stream to have a look! If what is above is true, then we will be ready to welcome the envoy of the Zhen clan!

If it’s not true, what should everyone do?”

Yang Huhuan suddenly took over the conversation and said, "I have a guess. Do you think this thing was made intentionally by that foreigner boy?"

These words made the whole place fall silent again.

"Why is he doing these pictures?"

"Can't you see what you are trying to do? You are trying to pretend to be an envoy of the town clan and dispatch all of us!"

"Isn't this story only known to the high priests of the past? Alas? Lao Liu, you have been with that boy Yi Ni Wai during this period, have you told him this story?"

Elder Yang suddenly looked at Lao Liu. Lao Liu looked away with a guilty conscience and became a little curious.

A few people in the front row frowned.

Zhen Yuanshan took over the conversation, "Village Chief Yang, didn't you just say that this stone tablet is not old? If this thing is really old, wouldn't that be contrary to what you just said?"

Yang Huhuan spread his hands, "That's why I said it was just a guess! Besides, the kid lost his footing and fell into the mud plow. He will definitely die. How can a person survive after death? Don't you think so, Lao Gou?"

Gou Pengxing heard the mention of Juhua.

He took a long puff of Laohan cigarette and said, "Why are you asking me?"

Yang Huhuan smiled and said, "I'm just asking you casually, I'll make you nervous!"

Elder Yang, the eldest, said, "Well, in each of our fourteen villages, we will send out a few people in shifts to guard for two hours, for three days. After three days, if there is no movement, this matter will be taken seriously.

That didn’t happen!”

Others nodded.

A group of people were separated and carried the stone tablet into the main hall.

The first round of guards sent over were people from Yangjiacun.

Gou Pengxing returned home with his thoughts on his mind.

Several people who went out with him last night came to Gou Pengxing's house in a tacit understanding.

"Village Chief, is that prophecy true?"

Gou Pengxing stared at the ground, clenched his fists, and angrily took out his pipe again, filled the pot with tobacco leaves, lit it, and took a sip.

"If I take action, he will definitely die! I still have some confidence in this!"

"But what do the things on that stone tablet mean? Everything mentioned above has come true! If that foreigner really climbed out of the mud plow stream and became the envoy of the clan, you will see it today! We, the people of Tianpengque,

, most of them were frightened by that stone tablet! When the time comes, they will definitely treat that foreigner as an ancestor!"

"Yes, village chief, please think of something!"

Gou Pengxing sucked on his cigarette holder, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and said, "I'm just going to stop doing nothing. When I arrive at Goujia Village for my shift, I will take a few people to go directly to Muli Stream to have a look! Find out!"

"Ah? Isn't this too risky? No one knows what dangers there are in the mud plow stream! As soon as those two lunatics heard that the high priest was about to unleash his trump card, they ran away without even thinking. If we continue like this, isn't it?

Are you seeking death?"

"It was okay for Zhen Youzhi and Ma Fuyin to go down before! Logically speaking, it will be okay for us to go down!"

Gou Minghui also took up the conversation, "No, Dad, Zhen Youzhi said after he came up that day that the high priest was eaten! Look at how nervous Yang Huhuan was at that time, which proves that there is indeed something terrifying down there."

Gou Pengxing raised his head and said, "Minghui, go find that boy Zhen Youzhi, talk to him, and ask him what he saw that day!

Fuxing! Go find the two brothers from Ma Bao's family and bring them here. I'll ask them personally! This stone tablet didn't come out sooner or later, but it came out at this time! Isn't it a coincidence?" Gou Pengxing looked at a rhubarb.

Teeth Road.

"clear!"

Several people went to ask separately.

Half an hour later.

Under Gou Pengxing's questioning, it was obvious that something was wrong with Ma Baojia and Ma Weiguo. Their breaths became unstable and their pupils tended to become vertical.

After seeing this scene, Gou Pengxing grabbed Ma Baojia's collar and sneered.

"There is definitely something wrong with that foreigner!"

Several other people came forward.

Gou Pengxing lowered his head and went over everything.

"I understand! Hum! The last time Minghui got mad, it must have been caused by that foreigner! This foreigner is so clever! So, before he fell down last night, he even called me bald! Now that I think about it,

, maybe he really isn’t dead!”

Gou Fuxing said in astonishment, "Ah? Then...that proves that he is the same as what is said on the stone tablet. What kind of envoy is he?"

Gou Pengxing snorted coldly, "You damn envoy! It was 100% him who heard the story of the envoy from Lao Liu, and then he happened to bump into us and wanted to kill him. He gave us a plan to use it! In other words,

He is plotting a trump card for our Tian Pengque!"

"Damn it, this foreigner has quite an appetite!"

Gou Fuxing suddenly asked, "Brother, that Yang Huhuan seems to have seen something!"

"Yes!" Gou Pengxing sneered sternly, "But what can we do if we see it? We, Tian Pengque, can fight within our own den, but when facing outsiders, we will still share the same hatred!"

Gou Minghui came back from outside, "Dad!"

"What was asked about?"

"After a lot of hard work, I finally asked something. He said he saw a creature that looked like a dragon eating the high priest!"

Gou Pengxing was stunned for a moment.

"Like a dragon? Has our Tianpeng Que had anything similar to a dragon from ancient times to the present..."

Gou Pengxing suddenly raised his head.
To be continued...