Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

Du Ziyuan used the magic mirror to see that Xia Wuyi was indeed human. Unless his realm is high enough to deceive Du Ziyuan's magic mirror, just like Luo Yuntianjun. But that kind of existence will be shot down into the sea by the magic of the mere Purple Lightning Demon King?

"Wuyi, who are you?"

Xia Wuyi's face showed pain when he heard the words: "I don't know, I don't know... I don't remember anything when they found me."

"They? Who?"

"The people on that boat," Xia Wuyi pressed his head, "I was floating on the sea when I woke up, and I don't remember anything except my name and some things about my childhood. They picked me up and locked me in a cage. , planned to sell me to Aolan Country, but the ship was suddenly destroyed and I was rescued by Brother Mu, I was afraid that you would sell me too so I didn’t tell the truth, I really don’t know anything.”

Mu Chengan glanced at Du Ziyuan, who said, "I don't see any sign of him lying."

That is to say, what he said was the truth.

"So, do you really remember that your home is here?" Mu Chengan asked Xia Wuyi again.

"I don't know, it's here in my memory, the surroundings are the same as in my memory, only here is wrong, my house is not like this." Xia Wuyi said blankly.

He has lost almost all of his memory, and here is his only hope to regain his identity. But his memory seemed to be deviated, and his hope was shattered. Such a blow was indeed a bit unbearable for a child.

At this time, Lu Chunxin suddenly said: "Why don't we ask the owner of this house."

Both Du Ziyuan and Mu Chengan nodded. So they brought Xia Wuyi to the gate of Zhang Mansion and knocked on the gate, but no one came to open the door.

Mu Chengan knocked again: "Excuse me, is anyone at home? I have something to visit, can the master come out and see?"

This time, there was finally a response from inside. It was a young male voice: "Who are you? It is not convenient to entertain guests in the mansion today, please come back another day."

"Huh?" Several people showed surprise expressions.

Du Ziyuan even looked at Lu Chunxin: "Aren't you the person in charge here? You don't know who lives in this house? What happened?"

"Uh..." Lu Chunxin paused in embarrassment, completely unable to answer Du Ziyuan's question.

However, Mu Chengan was not surprised by this, and said to Du Ziyuan, "Sorry, Brother Du, we actually hid something from you. Junior sister Lu is not a disciple of my Penglai Sword Sect, nor is she the person in charge here."

"Oh." Since Mu Chengan knew about it, Du Ziyuan didn't ask too much.

Although the people in the Zhang Mansion asked them to come back another day, it was obviously impossible for them to do so. Mu Chengan continued: "Mu Chengan, the Penglai Sword Sect, I just came here today to ask a few questions, and it won't take too long. Please open the door, Master."

However, this seemed to anger the people in the mansion, only to hear someone yelling: "You don't make drafts for bragging! What Penglai Jianzong! Do you think we are fools!?"

Mu Chengan was helpless, the other party didn't seem to believe him.

Since the soft ones are not enough, we have to come to the hard ones.

"I'm offended." Mu Chengan suddenly stretched out his hand to the door and pushed it lightly. Immediately, the five-meter-high door, which required several people to push open, bounced open to both sides, a thick door bolt broke from the middle, and even several people behind the door were also knocked into the air. go out.

After the door was opened, Du Ziyuan saw a group of gorgeously dressed young men and women gathered behind the door, holding swords and sticks and waiting for battle, but several people's hands and feet were trembling. When seeing the door being pushed open so forcefully, fear appeared on everyone's face.

Mu Chengan frowned, wondering why they were so hostile to him. However, he still clasped his fists in a very polite way and said, "I'm sorry, I'm the Penglai Sword Sect Mu Chengan, everyone seems to have misunderstood, I don't mean anything malicious, this time I came here for just one thing..."

Just as he was about to talk about Xia Wuyi, one of the group of youths in Huayi shouted and interrupted him: "Don't even think about it! Shameless thief, I will fight you!"

As he said that, he actually rushed towards Mu Chengan with a long sword.

This guy has a bit of martial arts foundation, and his speed is about 4 to 6 levels of body forging, which is not bad among ordinary people. But this kind of cultivation is completely meaningless in front of Mu Chengan.

Look, he stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly, forcing the young man to let go of the long sword, and the sword was also thrown out and stuck on the gate.

"Why are you scolding me..." Mu Chengan wanted to argue, but the other party didn't want to listen at all, and instead of using the sword, he used his fist instead.

Mu Chengan had no choice but to cast a body-holding spell to freeze him in place. When there is a huge gap in strength, the hold technique is still very useful.

The immobilized young man turned pale with fright, but now he can't even speak except for moving his eyes. Others were also frightened when they saw this, and even a girl screamed.

Mu Chengan finally had time to explain: "I think there is a misunderstanding between us. I am not your enemy. Please calm down."

As he spoke, he made a casual move, and the sword stuck in the door flew into his hand again. After he untied the immobilization, he handed the sword to the young man. The latter was stunned for a while, then took his sword in surprise.

Only then did he begin to believe Mu Chengan's words: "Are you really not from the Liu family?"

"The Liu family?" Mu Chengan shook his head, "I don't know any Liu family."

"Really?" Not only the young man, but everyone in the Zhang Mansion breathed a sigh of relief.

"My name is Zhang Hongzhe. I'm sorry I seemed to have misunderstood you before. Recently, my family encountered a big enemy, and everyone was frightened." The young man explained.

Mu Chengan said: "It's good to clear up the misunderstanding. I was reckless just now and destroyed the gate of your mansion. I will definitely compensate you later."

"No, no, it's just a bolt," Zhang Hongzhe shook his head again and again, and then asked cautiously, "Sir, is the real person of the Penglai Sword Sect?"

"I don't dare to be a real person," Mu Chengan immediately corrected, "I'm just a disciple."

Zhang Hongzhe seemed to understand, but in their view, anyone who cultivated immortals could be called a real person. He stepped aside respectfully: "It's okay to stand at the door all the time, let's go in and talk."

He led Du Ziyuan and the others into Zhang's mansion. Those young men and women who were with Zhang Hongzhe also dispersed, and one of the younger boys looked at the clothes on Xiao Jin's body and whispered to his companion: "Isn't that the clothes in "Genius Mahjong Fairy"? It's so realistically made Ah! wonder where they bought them."