A Ke was slightly stunned and looked at Lu Fan in surprise: "What are you talking about? I don't understand. What are they also intruders? Are you sure?"

However, the old man stared at Lu Fan and did not speak any further.

"Actually, if we really follow your statement, we are really wrong. Death should be damned, and it is not unfair at all. I have nothing to say."

"But if you were the magpie's nest, a group of gu-raising people traveled across the mountains and looked for herbs. When you passed here, you accidentally discovered the sacred grass growing here. You first killed the villagers who lived here for generations, and used their flesh and blood to provide nutrients for the growth of herbs and stimulate the growth of herbs."

"Now that the herbs have grown to a certain stage and can no longer continue to absorb the flesh and blood of ordinary people, you have set your mind on the great master of ancient martial arts."

Lu Fan swept his eyes calmly at the old man in front of him and hundreds of villagers.

"Actually, what you have concealed is good enough. The clothes, dressing, and understanding and familiarity of the village are almost perfect. But there is one thing that I think of, even if you can think of, you may not be able to change in a short period of time."

"What?" the old man spoke subconsciously.

"Accent."

Lu Fan smiled and said, "I left home and returned home when I was young, but my hometown accent did not change and my hair faded."

"You have been at least a few years since you were baptizing this village. In fact, a few years are enough for you to integrate into a place, learn the local dialect here, and become a real local."

"But your advantage is that your location is in a remote place and no one knows what you're doing here."

"But the disadvantage is that you are also in a remote location. You have lived here for so many years, and you have already killed all the locals. There is not a single local. Where do you go to learn dialect?"

"When you speak Xiang Mandarin, you can pretend to be a Qinling people. Only these fools don't understand anything. You will be deceived by you when you come in."

"From when you were in the valley, I knew that you so-called villagers were actually having problems."

As a son-in-law from Shangjing to Nandu, no one knows better than him. It is difficult to truly integrate into a place.

Especially in the wilderness, and he had a brief contact with Miao Qifeng, the Miao Medical School in Miaojiang, and he could hear the poor Xiangpu accent of these people at the first ear. In addition, Xiangxi is rich in people raising Gu, so he has already learned about the situation of this village.

When he heard Lu Fan call himself a fool, a group of great masters blushed with anger, but he was powerless to refute.

Indeed, after Lu Fan reminded them, they also found that these accents were not right. How could a group of villagers with Xiangxi accents live in a wilderness ridge? There must be problems here.

It’s just that I was too arrogant at that time and did not take this village seriously, so that I fell into this situation now.

"Smack it!"

A burst of warm applause burst out from the quiet air.

The old man clapped and laughed in a low voice: "It's interesting, it's so interesting. I didn't expect that I could meet someone like you in this wilderness."

"Yes, we are indeed not the villagers in this village. Those villagers have long died and were killed by us."

"wrong."
Chapter completed!