Ran Changle followed the woman into the yard and took the opportunity to perform identification techniques on her.
Huang Xiaojuan, from Sanliwang Village, is 26 years old. She is hardworking and down-to-earth, with a lively and cheerful personality. She gets along well with her neighbors and makes clothes to supplement her family income.
This news... I feel that except for life, age, and whereabouts, all other information is inaccurate.
Hardworking and simple?
Ran Changle looked at Huang Xiaojuan's lazy steps. If she hadn't seen her face, she would have thought she was an old lady. And the yard was overgrown with weeds, as if it hadn't been cleaned for months.
Lively and cheerful?
She has never heard Huang Xiaojuan say a word to this day.
Make clothes to supplement the family income?
After Huang Xiaojuan put the bowl back into the house, she sat back in the yard and didn't even pick up the needle and thread.
Huang Xiaojuan agreed to let her stay overnight, but after she came in, the three of them didn't say a word. They just stared at the direction where the sun was setting, not knowing what was there.
Where does she live?
Ran Changle tried to find some topics to talk about: "Sister-in-law, what are you sitting here looking at?"
The three of them didn't move or speak.
Ran Changle took out a spiritual fruit from her storage ring, placed it in front of the little girl, and coaxed her, "Little sister, I have some delicious fruit here. Do you want to eat it?"
The little girl withdrew her gaze from a distance, looked down at the spiritual fruit, and without reaching out to take it, she opened her mouth and took a bite.
Ran Changle: ...
Perhaps the spiritual fruit was really delicious, the little girl's mouth curled up slightly, and after eating it, she took another bite, but still did not reach out to take it.
After eating the fruit, the little girl's expression became dull again, and she didn't say a word from beginning to end.
How weird!
Ran Changle tried to talk to the man again: "Brother, brother."
The man didn't move.
Ran Changle put his hands in front of his eyes.
His vision was blocked, so he turned around and looked at Ran Changle.
Ran Changle withdrew his hand and looked ahead again.
She cast the identification spell on the man.
Wang Azhuang, a native of Sanliwang Village, is 29 years old. He is a hardworking, simple man with a warm and hospitable nature. He makes a living by hunting and carpentry.
Hardworking and simple, hospitable?
He had been sitting there since she came in, ignoring her and not saying a word.
Different again?
She performed the identification technique on the little girl again.
Wang Yan, from Sanliwang Village, age 10, is lively and cheerful. She enjoys playing hopscotch and hide-and-seek with the other children in the village.
The information obtained was completely different from the little girl's performance.
Something is wrong, something is wrong with this family.
Ran Changle walked around in the yard.
There are three tiled houses in this house. The one on the left is a kitchen, the one on the right is a storage room, and the middle one is the main room.
She walked towards the main room and looked back at the three people in the yard, who were still staring ahead. They seemed to be indifferent to her impolite behavior of walking into the house without her consent, and did not even glance at her.
There was no other decoration in the main room, only a table and four chairs. The rest of the place was covered with a thick layer of dust. Only the area where the three chairs were sitting and the area where people ate on the table were slightly clean.
It can be seen that apart from eating, the hostess has never cleaned the house.
The room on the left has a small bed and a small cabinet. It should be the girl's room.
On the bed, clothes and quilts were piled together, very messy.
There was also a thick layer of dust on the floor and cabinets.
In the room on the right, there was a big bed and a large cabinet, with a small table next to it. On the table was a bamboo basket containing needlework and cloth, which was also covered with a thick layer of dust.
The bed was also piled with quilts and clothes in a very messy manner.
You can't tell at all that this family is hardworking and simple.
Ran Changle suspected that there might be something wrong with the identification technique.
The information Wang Haoran fed back during the previous appraisal was incomprehensible. It can be understood that he was Taichu Tianzun and was deliberately concealing the information.
However, these three people are obviously mortals, so how could the identification technique be wrong?
Unable to find the reason for a while, Ran Changle found a place to sit down and practice for a while to see if there would be any changes in the evening.
As it got dark, the family of three finally took action.
The three of them stood up and walked into the house. The girl went into the room on the left, and the man and woman went into the room on the right.
After entering, the three of them lay directly on the bed, not caring whether it was messy or not.
Ran Changle turned his head and looked at the open door and the main door. This... don't you even close the door when you sleep at night?
Seeing that the three people fell asleep, Ran Changle went out.
She felt that even if the three of them were not asleep, they would not care whether she went out or not.
Walking on the road in the village, it was just like daytime, with the doors of every household open, except that no one was sitting in the yard, as everyone had gone back to sleep.
Ran Changle used his spiritual sense to scan the entire village. The other houses were the same as Wang Azhuang's, with weeds growing in the yards, messy houses, and covered in dust.
If there were one or two families in the village who were lazy and didn't like to clean up, she would believe it, but if the whole village was like that, it would be very strange.
And seeing Huang Xiaojuan pouring her water and Wang Yan eating the spiritual fruit, it didn't seem like she had amnesia. She seemed just lazy, too lazy to move, too lazy to cheer up, and too lazy to mobilize other emotions.
Not finding anything, she returned to Wang A Zhuang's house.
The next day.
Daylight will soon break.
Wang A Zhuang and Huang Xiao Juan got up, both with blank expressions like yesterday.
Unlike yesterday, the two began to wash and cook.
Now it seems that except for the lack of expression on their faces, the two of them are just like normal people.
Ran Changle looked at the other people in the village. The old people and children were all sleeping, and the young people had all gotten up to cook. They also had expressionless faces.
After the meal was ready, Wang A Zhuang and Huang Xiao Juan brought the rice and dishes to the table.
Four bowls of porridge, two small dishes, one meat and one vegetable.
Fortunately, I didn’t forget her share.
At this time, Wang Yan also got up and finished washing up.
The three of them sat down at their seats and started eating without saying anything or calling her.
This...should she go over and eat?
After struggling in her heart for a while, Ran Changle walked over. Since the meal had been prepared for her, it would be a shame not to eat it.
Ran Changle looked at the stool covered with a layer of dust, used a cleaning spell, and the stool and table became clean in an instant.
An expression of surprise finally appeared on the faces of the three people. However, Wang A Zhuang and Huang Xiaojuan regained their composure in an instant. However, Wang Yan was surprised for three breaths before she calmed down.
Ran Changle was going crazy.
Magic! Aren't mortals unfamiliar with it? Shouldn't they be shocked? Shouldn't they kneel down in worship? At the very least, they should ask.
No, nothing.
After a moment of surprise, the three of them returned to eating calmly.
Ran Changle tried to talk to the three again, but they ignored him and focused on eating.
After finishing their meal and clearing away the dishes, the three of them sat in the yard motionless like they did yesterday.
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