Yu Chengmu's face wrinkled up when he saw the name, which looked like dead tree bark. After seeing the mark, Yu Chengmu's body shook unconsciously.

"What's the matter, old gentleman?" Chen Hao asked after paying attention, "Do you recognize this name?"

Yu Chengmu took a deep breath, his face returned to normal, and he said calmly: "I don't know him."

Jiang Cheng also noticed Yu Chengmu's abnormality. The latter obviously saw some clues, but he refused to say it. There was no way to force him to say it under such circumstances.

The clues here were almost collected, and if they stayed any longer, something might happen. Yu Chengmu helped Zhou Qing close his eyes, and then the group left.

Not far after leaving the house, I saw two villagers standing at the intersection. When the villagers saw them, they immediately ran over and said, "Masters, the village chief has arranged for us to stay here while we take you to dinner."

When talking about eating, the fat man's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Everyone followed the two villagers, turning left and right, and finally came to a yard. There was a wooden table right at the door.

There were several dishes on the wooden table, most of which were vegetarian. They were given bowls and chopsticks according to their heads. There was also a large pot of steamed buns with mixed noodles in the middle of the table. It seemed that this was the staple food.

Judging from the way the two villagers stared at the food on the table and kept swallowing their saliva, this meal should be of the highest quality in the village.

"Everyone... Masters, please eat first, we will go back first."

The villagers were about to walk back when suddenly, a "rustling" sound came. A moment later, a man appeared on the wall, covered in rags, like a beggar.

The beggar was sitting on the wall, his eyes shining, staring at the food on the table.

When the two villagers saw this, they immediately walked over and shouted to the beggar on the wall: "Go, go, is this the place you should be? Come quickly, don't disturb the masters eating."

I shouted several times, but to no avail. The beggar was not afraid of people at all. He didn't even pay attention to the two villagers below. On the contrary, he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Five grains for each person, five grains for each person!"

He's a man, he sounds like he's about 30 years old.

Worried about ruining the errand assigned by the village chief, one of the villagers said helplessly: "Well, you... you come with me, I will take you to eat delicious food, and don't disturb the chefs here, okay?

?”

When he heard that there was delicious food, the man riding on the wall jumped down with a smile on his face, trotted to the villagers, and stretched out his hand eagerly.

Originally, Jiangcheng and the others thought that this was just a delaying tactic by two villagers. They waited for the man to come down, then caught him and dragged him away, or even beat him to make him remember it. But what was surprising was that the villagers really took him out of their arms.

Take out a steamed bun.

A steamed bun that was exactly the same as the one in the basin in front of them was given to the man. The man picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth, and then left with the villagers who said they would take him to eat delicious food.

"Five grains for each person, five grains for each person..."

The beggar man's shouting like a broken gong came from outside again.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing the chefs from their meal." One of the remaining villagers accompanied him with a smile.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Cheng took a bite of the steamed bun and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Yes...he is from out of town. It is said that he came to escape famine. He was crazy when he came. The village chief saw that he was pitiful and took him in the village." The villager replied.

"What does he usually do in the village?" Jiang Cheng continued to ask, taking time to take a sip of soup.

"He is a troubled person here, what can he do?" The villager pointed, obviously saying that this beggar was not very smart.

"Is that so?" Jiang Cheng clapped his hands, shook off the crumbs of the steamed buns, stared at the villagers and asked, "Then I don't quite understand. A beggar who fled from other places can't do anything to help. It stands to reason that he won't be beaten.

It’s good to have leftovers to eat, but why do you want to give him the steamed buns you hid secretly? Why should he?”

"Hiding..." The villagers were obviously panicked.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and patted the villager's slightly bulging chest. The hand felt soft but hard at the same time. He smiled and said, "Yours is also hidden here. Don't tell me, you and the brother just now have a tacit understanding."

The fat man also cooperated and smiled sinisterly: "I don't know what the village chief will do to you if he knows that you secretly hide the food that honors us."

"Don't." The villager's face twitched, "Masters, I... I was just greedy for a moment. You must not tell the village chief." As he said that, he quickly took out the steamed bun hidden in his chest and put it back on the table.

Chen Hao slowly stood up, picked up the steamed buns returned by the villagers on the table, and then grabbed two more from the basin, making a total of three. He walked over and stuffed them into the villagers' arms, "It doesn't matter if we miss one steamed bun. These... you

Take it and eat it, there is not enough."

"But there is one thing. I hope you can answer truthfully. Who was that beggar just now?" Chen Hao's voice changed.

The people who can sit here now are not ordinary players. They have vicious eyes. Judging from the action of the beggar just climbing down the wall, this person is very skilled and has kung fu. He is definitely not an ordinary refugee fleeing famine.

"He..." The villager secretly glanced outside the door and found no one, so he quickly said in a small voice: "It is said that he is the apprentice of the watchman. He came to our village with the watchman many years ago.

As for whether it is true or false, I don’t know.”

Everyone was shocked when they heard that it was related to the watchman, "Is this what happened when he came?"

"No." The villager shook his head, "I was fine when I came here, but I went crazy later. As for the reason, I don't know. After all, there is a watchman here, so we can't offend him. Besides, this man is very powerful with his fists and kicks.

, we...we can't beat him either."

The watchman's apprentice went crazy after arriving at the village. Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and thought of the words the beggar shouted just now, so he asked: "Does he often shout that sentence? That sentence..."

"Every person has five grains." The villager nodded and finished for Jiang Cheng, "Yes, he often called this sentence. We didn't understand it at first. Later, someone analyzed that this man also has a Taoist behavior. As long as we treat him well, the court will be fine next time.

By distributing relief grain, each person in our village can receive 5 loads of millet."

The villagers also curled their lips as they spoke, obviously thinking that this explanation was too far-fetched.

After asking some other questions, the villagers shook their heads. It seemed that they really didn't know. They didn't make it difficult for him. They promised to keep it a secret for him and let him go. The villagers were very grateful.

As soon as the villagers from the front foot left the house, the head of the village from the back foot came down surrounded by 7 or 8 people.

Sure enough, there is nothing good going on. They are assigning tasks for tonight.
Chapter completed!