1853: C1853 Speak Clearly!

C1853 Speak Clearly!

The engine roared and shot out a thick exhaust.

The exhaust gas mixed with dust filled Qiao Tiezhu's face.

It was unknown whether Ye Hong did it on purpose or on purpose.

"Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!"

Qiao Tiezhu spat out a mouthful of sand and dirt. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at the flying Night Duke.

"Just you wait and see!

Once you enter the Ann's Village, the Qiao family will definitely not let you off!"

...

Ding! Gu village tyrant, detoxification ability + 1, detoxification ability + 1, current progress: 1 / 10. Current Level: beginner-level."

After leaving the small slope, the mountain path no longer went up and became much smoother.

From time to time, Ann Zaitian would look at the scenery on the roadside with a complicated expression, as if he was searching for his past memories.

Not long after they drove, they saw small wheat fields.

Occasionally, he would see a few men dressed like farmers working in the fields.

Seeing a luxurious sports car like Night Duke appearing in the village, those men all stopped what they were doing and curiously sized up the Night Duke.

"Let's find someone to ask about the situation in the village."

Ye Hong had never been to Ann's Village before, and Ann Zaitian's memory was too old. Now, he urgently needed a local guide to help them find that tomb.

Ye Hong stopped the car and waved at a middle-aged man who was closer to him.

"big brother, please do me a favor.

It's not a waste to ask. There are benefits."

While speaking, he waved the red banknotes in his hand.

The man's eyes instantly lit up. He threw away the hoe. Barefooted, he ran down the road.

A man nearby also saw this scene and anxiously shouted, "You damn old bull, don't forget your brother if something good happens!"

Then, he also ran over.

These two people were about the same age, both in their early thirties and not even in their forties.

The perennial life in the fields had tanned their skin.

The legs of their pants were pulled up high and were covered with mud.

The only obvious difference was that the person on the left was shorter while the person on the right was fatter.

The two of them stared at the money in Ye Hong's hand. The shorter man licked his lips and shouted in a local dialect, "What do you want us to do, little brother? Just tell us!"

Jiangnan Province was a province with a variety of dialects. Even different villages in the same county might not be able to speak.

For example, Ye Zhinuo, who had never been to Ann's Village in the future, was dumbfounded when she heard this.

"Ding! Activating the proficient-level language ability, automatically translating the dialect. ..." "2

After understanding the conversation between the two, Ye Hong smiled faintly. "Let me ask you something.

Do you know Ann Xiaoying?"

"Ann Xiaoying?"

The two of them looked at each other and suddenly came to a realization. "Is it the woman who comes back every year to sweep the grave?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's her."

Ye Hong quickly asked, "Do you know where the graves she often sweeps are?"

As soon as he said that, their faces stiffened.

Their eyes seemed to be filled with deep fear.

"That... We don't know anything. " We don't want the money anymore. "

The eyes of the two flickered. They were planning to return to the fields.

"Stop!"

Ye Hong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

From the strange changes in their attitudes, Ye Hong felt that they must have deliberately hidden something from him.

The two of them shook instantly. They felt as if they had put a thousand jin of weight on their feet. They couldn't move no matter how hard they tried.

They looked at Ye Hong in horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Ye Hong did not intend to use money to entice the two men. He asked coldly, "Tell me everything clearly. Otherwise, no one can think of leaving."

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