"Horses definitely eat grass."

"No, Ma Dong, Village Chief Ma Dong."

"What is it? What is it?" The old man asked blankly. "What do you mean by 'what is it'?"

"..."

Shen Qing was speechless. He patted the old man's shoulder and said without a word, "Alright, old man, it's nothing. You can cool off now."

Okay.

Now do you hear me clearly?

Shen Qing strongly suspected that the old man was deliberately playing a trick on him!

Let's go.

Actually, you don't need to ask the old man; you can just ask anyone on the street for directions to the village chief's house.

After a brief discussion, the village chief agreed to the suggestion of a temporary lockdown.

"uncle."

At the village entrance, seeing the hard-of-hearing old man preparing to go out for a stroll, Shen Qing approached him with a mischievous grin: "Going for a stroll?"

"Yeah, what's up? Did you find something?"

Shen Qing: ...

“You can’t wander around,” Shen Qing said quietly. “The village doesn’t allow people to leave for the time being.”

"Huh?" the old man said angrily. "What's going on? They won't even let people stroll around."

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Hey, you little brat, looking for a beating, huh?"

Xu Ruiling and Shang Wu were too ashamed to look.

What kind of person is he?

After teasing the old man for a while, Shen Qing didn't waste any more time: "Let's go see the city guards."

"Um."

"The city guard?"

The three turned around, and the old man's ears were surprisingly sharp this time. He frowned and asked, "Is the city guard going to seal off the village?"

"More or less."

This answer made the old man's face even more gloomy, and he slowly put down his pipe.

"I never expected that you guys would actually find out."

"Found it?" Shen Qing looked bewildered. "Grandpa, are you hard of hearing again?"