A group of elders frowned deeply and left.

This matter reveals extraordinaryness everywhere.

No one knows whether what Zhang Yuan said is true.

Who was the one who killed the disciples of Black Hawk Castle? They didn’t know now!

If the other party commits another crime, what should they do?

The government officials have been investigating the past two days, but they have never had a clear statement.

Zhang Yuan was on the bed, wrapped in the quilt tightly, and was still trembling.

A bowl of ginseng soup has some effect.

"Hey, have you done it? If you do, get up quickly, I won't serve you."

The eleven-year-old girl frowned and snorted coldly.

"Little sister, do you think I'm better?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was trembling.

"It's okay for you, either."

The little girl glanced at Zhang Yuan and said, "Everyone is a servant, why should I serve you? Humph."

Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly on his face.

His current condition is not good at all.

It was like I had a severe cold, I couldn't exert any effort on my body, and I kept running my nose, and even my skin was pale white and extremely cold.

He had no doubt that if he lay on the ground and did not move, others would think he was a dead body.

Zhang Yuan recalled the strange scene he encountered that night and trembled from the bottom of his heart.

What exactly is the thing that popped up after the mummy was smashed by him?

He almost thought he was going to die again!

There is a ghost!

He is 100% sure now that there are definitely ghosts in this world!

He originally thought that this world was just a microcosm of Chinese feudal society, at most it was some martial arts, but now he doesn't think so.

He has experienced it himself!

The dark red shadow is definitely the murderer who sucked all the disciples of Black Hawk Castle dry.

"Little sister, what's going on in the servient house now? They're really dead?"

“Can it be fake?

Zhang Yuan was shocked.

He tried his best to recall the scene that night!

The dark red shadow pounced on him and seemed to be stimulated and screamed and flew backwards.

Is the other party afraid of his Nine Yang Divine Art?

This happened to him.

Zhang Yuan asked about some other situations again.

The little girl told him that since that day, no one has died in Blackhawk Castle.

However, the castle lord and many elders did not relax at all. In a few days, many disciples were sent to patrol the mountain road.

Zhang Yuan's heart was shocked.

The dark red shadow is not dead yet, and most likely will continue to seek revenge.

If the other party comes back, his current situation will definitely not be able to resist.

"No, I'm going to work."

Zhang Yuan stood up from the bed with a swing.

But because of weak arms, he fell down from the edge of the bed.

Bang!

Hit the ground and kowtowed to the scalp hematoma.

"Hey, are you okay?"

The little girl hurriedly helped her over.

"I'm going to work, no one can stop me.

Zhang Yuan was crawling on the ground.

"Whatever you do, you're so sick, keep going back and lying down."

The little girl said angrily.

Zhang Yuan's palm was extremely cold. He grabbed the little girl's arm and hurriedly said, "Do you have any work left to me? Quick, whatever you want, I want to help you."

He can't wait to accumulate merit values ​​now so that he can recover his body.

Otherwise, the dark red shadow would come to seek revenge at any time.

Others don’t know what the murderer is, does he know.

That's a ghost!

It's a ghost!

It's a ghost!

Say important things three times!

The little girl's arm was sore that she was extremely cold when she was scratched by him. She hurriedly broke away and said, "You really want to help me? You are so sick, what else can you do?"

"It doesn't matter. I still have a lot of strength. I can still chop firewood. Hurry up, tell me some things to ask for."

Zhang Yuan said urgently.

"Then ```Then you wash the master and the young master's shoes for me."

The little girl turned her eyes and said.

Zhang Yuan immediately supported himself and said, "Where is it?"

The little girl looked at him and was sure that he could stand up, and said, "Come with me."

He took Zhang Yuan to a corner outside the yard.

There are a bunch of smelly shoes and smelly socks there, exuding a pungent smell.

There is also a large wooden basin, which has a lot of soaking inside.

"That's it, I'll leave it all to you to wash."

The little girl smiled embarrassedly.

Without saying a word, Zhang Yuan pulled over a bench and sat down to start brushing his shoes.

Brush!

He didn't feel bad at all, so he just started to brush it hard.

The little girl was shocked.

She really couldn't figure out why Zhang Yuan was so ill that he still insisted on working so much?

Compared with Zhang Yuanyi, she was extremely embarrassed.

After standing for a while, the little girl said, "I'll go and clean up all the young masters' rooms."

She turned and left.

In the courtyard, Zhang Yuan was the only one who was working hard.

During this period, the Great Dharma Protector King Lie came and saw Zhang Yuan brushing his shoes hard. He looked stunned and said to himself: "What a diligent boy, it's a pity that he is a traitor. Otherwise, if he uses this diligence to practice martial arts, he will definitely achieve great success."

There are strict rules within all sects in the world.

That is to prohibit all traitors from learning martial arts!

To avoid them from suddenly becoming stronger and bullying the master in the future.

Wang Lie hurriedly left here.

All day, except for eating a few steamed buns at noon, Zhang Yuan worked hard to brush his shoes.

He brushed hundreds of pairs of shoes and socks and hanged them up.

Merit value +3

Suddenly, a blue number floated in front of me.
To be continued...