Douluo's Fallen Heaven

Chapter 89: The Curiosity of Qian Daoliu
First day of confinement.

"It's only been three months, sprinkle water~"

confinement for a week
"It's a bit boring, cough, practice, practice, I can do it."

confinement for one month
"It's not that I haven't been imprisoned, I can!"

confinement for a month and a half

"Teacher, I was wrong! Let-I-go-out!"

Su Xianyue thumped the door feebly, but unfortunately, Bibi Dong's restriction was not built, Su Xianyue couldn't break it like this.

"Why, half of the time has passed, so you can't hold on anymore?"

Bibi Dong's voice came from outside, Su Xianyue begged for mercy after hearing it.

"Teacher, I was wrong! Let me out!"

And Bibi Dong snorted coldly.

"Don't think about it, you should reflect on it inside."

"Don't! I."

But before Su Xianyue finished speaking, Bibi Dong continued:
"Or, if you have any secrets about you, if you tell me, I will let you out."

"What secret do I have! Don't you all know my secret!"

It's a pity that Su Xianyue cried so much, but Bibi Dong didn't believe it at all.

"Then just wait and see if you haven't reached level 36 this time."

"Hey! Teacher! Don't! Hey! Hey, shit!"

Begging for mercy was ineffective, Su Xianyue also gave up.

"Wan Duzi, I'll just stay here honestly."

He fell powerlessly on the bed, looked at the white ceiling, and was full of thoughts.

The restrictions on Wuhun are gone, and they can be used at will in the future, but Su Xianyue doesn't think that Qian Daoliu and the others have any tricks for her, maybe poisoning herself or something to tie herself to the Wuhun Hall.

But it doesn't matter, it's good to stay here, everyone here is talented, and they speak nicely.

Su Xianyue didn't think this way once or twice, but he never thought of Qian Daoliu's method of tying him to the Spirit Hall.

"Strange, why not."

At this time, in a room full of various books, all kinds of ancient books that seemed to be old were densely displayed around, and Qian Daoliu stood in it, frowning.

"There is no record in all the ancient books of the Wuhun Hall, what exactly is the Wuhun of the purple-black seraphim Su Xianyue."

He was walking back and forth, his brows almost wrinkled into bean curd sticks.

"A martial soul that has never appeared before. But it is so similar to a seraphim. Could it be that a certain branch of the Qian family has a martial soul mutation? But it is impossible for a small village. I have to go and have a look."

that town

Because of Su Xianyue's request, here, together with several nearby villages and cities, have received funding from the Wuhun Temple, and developed from a village to a town, and the GDP is still growing.

Today, the sun was shining brightly. Wang Erya was wearing a plain skirt and carrying a basket, bouncing on the street, saying hello to people passing by.

"Morning, Aunt Li."

"Hey, Erya, come here, Auntie will take your order. I just picked it this morning. It's fresh."

The people in the town knew that it was Su Xianyue who had entered the Wuhun Hall, and it was thanks to him that he did so now, and they also respected Wang Erya a little bit.

But when she was passing by the butcher shop, the uncle who sold the butcher stopped her, and there was a young man in his thirties in front of him.

"Erya! Brother Jie, talk to the village chief, come over and see if you know him?"

The butcher shop owner called Wang Erya from a distance with his strange accent, and she walked over there suspiciously.

"Uncle, who are you?"

And that young man in his thirties is naturally Qian Daoliu.

At this moment, he looked at Wang Erya with a benevolent smile on his face.

"You are Su Xianyue's younger sister? I am the emissary of the Wuhun Palace, can you take me to your grandfather?"

"Oh, Wuhundian, then come with me."

Wuhundian is very friendly to the common people, and has never bullied the people. On the contrary, if you are bullied, you can go to Wuhundian for justice, so the villagers are more friendly to the people of Wuhundian.

"Then uncle, what can you do with grandpa?"

Wang Erya didn't go back in a hurry, but bought some meat and left with Qian Daoliu, after all, she was out to buy vegetables.

Qian Daoliu walked unhurriedly, not fast, but not slow either.

"Me, in fact, I just came to see what the hometown of Su Xianyue is like."

"Oh? Do you know Brother Xiaoyue? How is he doing now?"

After Wang Erya heard Su Xianyue's name, she interrupted Qian Daoliu, but Qian Daoliu was not annoyed, and said kindly:
"Haha, he is very good, very good, and he is highly valued by the Spirit Hall, that is to say, he is very powerful."

"Really, I said Brother Xiaoyue must be very powerful, hehe"

Looking at the innocent Wang Erya, Qian Daoliu was very happy.

"It's very similar to Xiaoxue when she was a child."

Soon after, they came to a wooden house.

The log cabin has been refurbished, but still looks modest.

At this time, Wang Fugui was sitting on a deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun and drinking tea.

"Grandpa! There are guests!"

Wang Fugui was startled by Wang Erya's shout, and almost spilled the tea in his hand.

"A guest coming?"

Wang Erya led Qian Daoliu into the gate of the courtyard. Qian Daoliu looked at the courtyard for a while, then cupped his hands at Wang Fugui.

"This old man is Su Xianyue's grandfather, right?"

"Well, I am, sit down, young man."

Wang Erya brought over a chair, and Wang Fugui made him a cup of tea.

"Young man, who are you?" Wang Fugui looked at the young Qian Daoliu in front of him, and asked suspiciously.

"Oh, I'm the envoy of the Spirit Hall. I want to ask you about Su Xianyue's life experience. You should also know that our Spirit Hall will also strictly investigate the details."

"Yo oh, Lord Wuhundian, you've been negligent, you have been negligent."

After saying that, Wang Fugui got up and planned to go to the house to get something, but Qian Daoliu stopped him, but Wang Fugui still took out a bag of things.

"I don't even want to drink the best tea, my lord, let's try it."

The tea in front of Qian Daoliu didn't move, Wang Fugui thought he was disgusted, and deliberately took out the tea leaves he had treasured.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that way. I'll leave after I finish asking, and I won't disturb you for too long."

"Hey, we can't repay the kindness that Wuhundian has given us. We can only treat them as well as possible in these etiquettes. Don't be disgusted."

"No, let's get down to business, Su Xianyue's life experience."

Speaking of this, Wang Fugui hesitated.

"This... Actually, I don't know. When I picked him up at the entrance of the village, he didn't even have any clothes on him, and he was lying naked in the grass. Alas~ I don't know whose parents were so cruel and almost gave him freeze to death."

What followed was basically Wang Fugui's monologue. For Qian Daoliu, there was no useful information. We chatted and chatted until it was time for dinner.

"Grandpa! Dinner is ready!"

Wang Erya's voice came from the room, and Wang Fugui finally realized it.

"Oh, I accidentally said too much, my lord, stay for a light meal."

"No, I have to go back and report, so I won't bother you any more."

Wang Fugui sent off Qian Daoliu respectfully.

On the way back, Qian Daoliu was still thinking about it.

"The people in the village are basically ordinary people, and the children I picked up have no tokens or anything. The clues are cut off like this, it's a pity"

Su Xianyue's life experience was so alarming that Qian Daoliu came out to search it himself, but he didn't even find any information, it was really a mystery.
(End of this chapter)