Chapter 242: Inquiry (fourth update)

Qiu Li snorted coldly, "Yu Zhongdou took out a jar of 'Monkey Wine' today, saying it was a gift from a friend from Niba Eighteen Village. The quality of this wine is so high that even I have never seen it before.

I suspect there is something else going on here. Please send someone to find out whether the friend he mentioned really exists and what the origin of this 'monkey wine' is. ”

The confidant nodded quickly, "Yes, Master, I will arrange it right away. I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter."

"Remember, this matter must be carried out in secret, and Yu Zhongdou must not be aware of it at all. Also, the people sent must be reliable, and no mistakes can be made." Qiu Li warned seriously.

"Don't worry, Master. I will act with caution." After receiving the order, the confidant hurriedly retreated and began to make arrangements for the trip to Niba Eighteen Village.

Qiu Li stood in front of the window, looking at the night outside with a frown. He knew very well that if Yu Zhongdou was really hiding something, the forces behind him might pose a threat to him.

This time, we are sending people to Niba Eighteenth Village to find out the truth. Otherwise, I am afraid I will be put in a passive position in this situation.

Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he secretly clenched his fists...

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Qiu Li's confidant led a group of his men and set out for Niba Eighteen Village with contempt and disdain.

In their imagination, it was just a remote, dilapidated and deserted village.

This visit is just a formality, and I just want to gather some information and report back.

However, when they finally arrived at Niba Eighteen Village, the scene before them was like a heavy hammer, hitting their cognition hard.

What was originally thought to be a barren and dead land now presents a bustling and vibrant scene.

At the entrance of the village, people are coming and going, and it is very lively.

The strong villagers carried hoes, shovels and other tools and walked hurriedly but full of energy towards the wasteland around the village.

Their faces were filled with determination and hope. Although their clothes were not brand new, they were neat and clean, which was in stark contrast to the tattered clothes that the confidants and others had expected.

Looking towards the village, I saw that large tracts of wasteland had been reclaimed into neat ridges, and groups of villagers were bending over to work, some were turning the soil, some were sowing seeds, and others were watering and fertilizing.

In the distance, several sturdy oxen, driven by farmers, were plowing the land slowly, making low and powerful moos.

As the confidants and others walked along the ridge of the field, they heard a burst of neat and powerful shouts.

Looking for the source of the sound, I saw a group of villagers working together to lift a huge stone, preparing to clear a new piece of farmland.

Their arm muscles were tense, their faces flushed with effort, and they shouted passionate slogans: "Hey, hey, hey, work harder! Hey, hey, hey, start a family business!"

Every call seemed to contain infinite power, echoing across the fields and striking the hearts of confidants and others.

There are so many refugees outside, life is hard to survive, how come here...

"Boss, this... this is completely different from what we thought!" one of the subordinates said in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

The confidant frowned, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Don't act rashly, let's ask around and see if we can find some useful clues."

At this time, the sun was high in the sky and the working villagers were sweating profusely.

An old lady was carrying a wooden bucket filled with cool water and walking towards the fields, ready to deliver water to the people who were working hard.

Seeing this, the confidant had an idea, thinking that this was a good opportunity to find out the situation, so he hurriedly walked over, put on a seemingly kind smile on his face, and said, "Auntie, can I have a bowl of water to drink? Please help me."

The old lady stopped and looked up at the well-dressed and stylish confidant in front of her, then looked at the men behind him with fierce faces, and was slightly stunned.

But he soon regained his amiable demeanor and said with a smile, "Okay, Master. Please wait a moment."

As she spoke, the old lady scooped a bowl of water from the wooden barrel and handed it to her confidant.

The confidant saw that the bowl had a hole in it and felt a little disgusted.

However, in order to "please" people, he still brought it to his mouth and seemed to take a sip, but in fact it didn't touch his mouth at all.

He casually handed the bowl and water to the person behind him, cleared his throat, and asked casually, "Auntie, this is my first time in your village, and I didn't expect it to be so lively. I heard that this village was a bit run-down before, but now it seems to have changed a lot. I wonder when this change started, and who took the lead?"

The old lady took the bowl, pretending she didn't hear anything. She looked at her confidant gently, and put the bowl back into the barrel while saying, "Young Master, you don't know that this change started with our cooperation with the fairies. The village was really poor before, and there was no way out. But later, our village chief Tong Na took the lead and got in touch with the fairies on the mountain. Everyone worked together to get to where we are now."

The confidant was shocked. Goblins? This was something he had not expected.

But he remained calm on the surface and continued to ask, "Fairy? Auntie, please don't scare me. There are no fairies in this world. They are just some weird legends."

The old lady smiled, her eyes showing confidence, and said, "Master, I am not making this up. If you stay in the village for a while longer, you will definitely see those goblins.

They work with us and help us build the village, which is a great help.

Like the fairies from the parrot tribe, who serve as messengers and scouts for us; and those from the monkey tribe, who can brew particularly delicious monkey wine. ”

When the confidant heard the word "monkey wine", his heart suddenly tightened, but his face remained calm and he continued to ask: "Auntie, is this monkey wine you are talking about really that good? I have drunk a lot of good wine, but I have never heard of this monkey wine."

The old lady patted her thigh and said, "Oh, young master, that monkey wine is really unique. It's a pity that you haven't tasted it. The taste of that wine is fragrant and mellow. You will never forget it after drinking it once. Moreover, this wine is brewed by the goblins of the monkey tribe using a special method. It is not available anywhere else."

The confidant nodded and thought about what the old lady said in his heart. It seems that Yu Zhongdou's "Monkey Wine" is indeed of great origin.

He chatted with the old lady for a few more words, asked some details about the cooperation between the village and the goblins, then left with his men, making the excuse that he had something else to do.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he left, the old lady shouted "Lord Mountain God" towards the sky in surprise.

It turned out that the reason why she answered that person just now was because Yang Xiangwei discovered their whereabouts in time, used the sound transmission technique, secretly told the old lady, and deliberately made the old lady say that.

The old lady was still a little worried: "Lord Mountain God, if he is a bad guy, then wouldn't I have told him the truth?"

Yang Xiangwei did not reveal herself, but continued to transmit the message: [I have to tell him. If I don’t tell him, how can I attract the people behind him? Aunt Yao, you go ahead and do your work. I still need to keep an eye on them for a while. 】

Aunt Yao murmured, it’s just a small matter, why does the mountain god have to take care of it himself?

Everyone in this surrounding area is trash.

No, she had to go back and give more instructions to her son and daughter, asking them to practice well so that they could do great things for Lord Mountain God in the future.

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