Chapter 320 What happened to my mom?
The younger sister noticed that her brother was in a strange mood and cleverly changed the subject. Suddenly, she remembered the news recently released by Detian Temple and her eyes lit up. She looked directly at Liu Yu and Zhuang Moxing.
"Sir, you all look like new arrivals at the base. You're not disciples of Detian Temple, are you? Detian Temple is openly recruiting disciples this month. Will you go?"
"Detian Temple?" Liu Yu and Zhuang Moxing looked at each other and couldn't help but think of the two brothers they met by chance at the gate of the base.
"Yes, I heard that Detian Temple has lowered its requirements and is recruiting a large number of disciples this time. As long as you can draw talismans and have some basic Taoist knowledge, they will be accepted. They provide food and accommodation, and each ordinary disciple is paid 100 points per week. In this apocalyptic world, Taoists still have a high status. It's an organization that almost everyone in the base wants to join. You can give it a try. My brother and I have saved enough for the registration fee today, and we will go tomorrow!"
Zhuang Moxing smelled something different from the three words "Detian Temple" and asked casually.
"I've never heard of the name Detian Temple. Which Taoist sect does it belong to?"
The young man was revitalized by the hope in his sister's words. He shook his head and replied, "After the apocalypse, no one cares about sects anymore. As long as you're strong enough to establish your own sect, it's fine."
Zhuang Moxing nodded after hearing this. When he first entered the base, he felt that the "qi" in the B City base was not right, as if it was destroyed by some external force.
I wonder if there is any trace of Detianguan's work in it...
Just when Zhuang Moxing had almost learned the basic information about Detian Temple from the two siblings, Xu Shuyao, who had been standing quietly behind him, suddenly started arguing with someone.
While struggling, he stepped on the stalls of the two siblings and crushed the neatly arranged yellow talismans into pieces.
Hu Jiayun's mother was frightened by this sudden incident and stepped forward in time to help the brother and sister save the stall.
At the end, she also gave the girl the lunch boxes that Liu Yu had distributed to everyone in her backpack as compensation.
Just as the girl and her brother finished their deal with Liu Yu and the others and were about to leave, the kind aunt in front of them suddenly stuffed something into their hands. Without even looking at it, they looked at Xu Shuyao worriedly.
Liu Yu frowned when he saw Xu Shuyao's situation, but he still comforted the two affected siblings and sent them away before going over.
Xu Shuyao has been in a state of confusion ever since she hurriedly caught a glimpse of the orange down jacket in the crowd. She kept scanning the crowd, trying to find that familiar color.
Finally, when Liu Yu and the others were almost done gathering information, they discovered her very familiar clothes again.
She immediately rushed forward, hugged the man's arm and shouted in surprise, but her joyful voice stopped abruptly when she saw the unfamiliar face.
The owner of the clothes was a middle-aged woman. She pushed the defenseless Xu Shuyao away with great force.
Xu Shuyao then stumbled and stepped on the brother and sister's stall. Without even having time to apologize, she grabbed the strange middle-aged woman in front of her instead of hugging her. With a terrifying look on her face, she shouted, "You're not my mother! Where did you steal this dress?!"
"Who the hell are you? Why are you pulling me here? Do you know where I come from? How dare you attack me?"
Hu Jiayun and Hu Dafei were stunned for a moment and then hurried forward to help Xu Shuyao control the two younger women behind the middle-aged woman.
They had been through hardships together and knew each other's temperament very well. Naturally, they knew that Xu Shuyao would not cause trouble for no reason, so they immediately captured the two women who were trying to tear Xu Shuyao apart and took them away.
The crowded crowd around saw a fight and quickly and experiencedly retreated to an open space, fearing that they would be implicated.
The middle-aged woman had never been treated like this since she became the nanny of the mistress of the Xu family. She was served by two followers whenever she went out. How could she tolerate such humiliation?
He stared at Xu Shuyao's inexplicably familiar face and spat at her.
"This dress belongs to me. What right do you have to say I stole it? If you dare to hurt me, you will cause a terrible disaster!"
Xu Shuyao sneered at the middle-aged woman who refused to tell the truth.
"This dress was a birthday gift I gave to my mother three years ago. My name is embroidered on one side of the collar and her name is embroidered on the other. Do you dare to check it for me?"
The middle-aged woman didn't know what she was thinking about. Her wrinkled eyelids twitched, and her left hand suddenly clenched her sleeve and she was speechless.
Liu Yu, who originally wanted Xu Shuyao to calm down, saw that there was something he didn't know. His eyes darkened for a moment and he let Xu Shuyao continue questioning.
His eyes scanned the surroundings sharply, alert for any unexpected events.
Xu Shuyao did not hesitate and pulled open the middle-aged woman's collar with force. On it was a crookedly embroidered word "Wan".
Her pupils constricted, and she folded up the woman's sleeves, revealing the same word "Yao" on the lining.
The people around who were watching the whole scene suddenly understood what had happened. It turned out that someone had really stolen someone else's mother's things.
At this point, even if the middle-aged woman was good at making excuses, she couldn't do anything wrong.
But Xu Shuyao's focus was not on whether she won the fight or not, but on the large patch of dried blood on her cuffs. Her breathing gradually became heavier.
"What did you do to my mother!"
At the same time, at the Xu family villa in City B.
Two tall and strong men were beating a young woman lying on the ground with sticks. The woman was covered in blood and screaming in pain.
Two steps away, a woman who still had her charm was holding the arm of a man in black with her hands covered with old wounds, begging desperately.
"Please, please, stop hitting me! She didn't give me the food, I stole it myself, I stole it all myself!!"
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