Akko was stunned for a moment and looked at Lu Fan in surprise: "What are you talking about? I didn't understand. Why are they also intruders? Are you sure?"
The old man stared at Lu Fan and said nothing.
"Actually, if we really go by what you said, we came to the wrong place, and we deserve to die. It's not unfair at all. I have nothing to say."
"But if you are the doves occupying the magpie's nest, a group of Gu farmers traveled across the mountains of the country in search of medicinal herbs. Passing here, they accidentally discovered the sacred grass growing here, and then first killed the villagers who had lived here for generations.
Use their flesh and blood to provide nutrients for the growth of herbs and stimulate their growth."
"Now that the herbal medicine has grown to a certain stage and can no longer absorb the flesh and blood of ordinary people, you have set your sights on the great master of ancient martial arts."
Lu Fan calmly glanced at the old man and hundreds of villagers in front of him.
"Actually, you have done a good job of hiding it. Your clothes, grooming, and knowledge and familiarity with the village are almost flawless. But there is one thing that I think even if you can think of it, I'm afraid you won't be able to change it in a short period of time.
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"What?" the old man said subconsciously.
"The accent."
Lu Fan smiled and said: "When I left home when my boss returned home, my local pronunciation has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded."
"It has taken at least a few years since you bloodbathed this village. In fact, a few years are enough for you to integrate into a place, learn the local dialect here, and become a full-fledged local."
"However, your advantage is that you are in a remote location, and no one knows what you are doing here."
"But the disadvantage is that it is located in a remote location. You have lived here for so many years and you have already killed all the locals. There is not a single local left. Where can you learn the dialect?"
"Speaking Xiangpu dialect and pretending to be from Qinling, it's just these idiots who don't understand anything. They will be deceived by you when they come in."
"From the moment you opened your mouth when we were in the valley, I knew there was something wrong with you so-called villagers."
As a son-in-law who came to Nandu from Shangjing, no one knows better than Lu Fan how difficult it is to truly integrate into a place.
Especially in the wilderness, plus he had a brief contact with Miao Qifeng, a Miao doctor, and he could hear the poor Xiangpu accent of these people at first sight. In addition, Xiangxi is rich in Gu cultivators, so he has long been concerned about this.
I have a general understanding of the situation in the village.
Hearing Lu Fan call him a fool, a group of great masters flushed with anger, but they were unable to refute.
Indeed, after Lu Fan reminded them, they also realized that these accents were not right. How could a group of villagers with Xiangxi accents live in a wilderness? There must be something wrong here.
I only blame myself for being too arrogant at the time and not taking this village seriously, which is why I ended up in this situation.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
A burst of warm applause broke out in the silent air.
The old man applauded and chuckled in a low voice: "Interesting, really interesting. I never thought that I could suddenly meet someone like you in this wilderness."
"Yes, we are indeed not villagers in this village. Those villagers have died long ago and were killed by us."
"wrong."
The old man's eyes were fixed on Lu Fan, filled with endless anger and murderous intent: "To be precise, the one hundred and seventy-three villagers in this village were killed by me alone. I killed them by myself."
