Princess Agent: The Sweet Country Girl’s Way to Glory

Soon after that person left, Su Wanwan took action, found some permitted fuel and threw it into the fire. The room was bright, and Su Wanwan frowned when she saw that there was a chicken feather on the ground.

"Come here, take this thing to deal with." Beichuan Fengliu said suddenly.

Unexpectedly, the big brother also woke up! Su Wanwan said: "Brother, do you guess what they are going to do?"

"I don't know." Beichuan Fengliu frowned, and said calmly: "This thing smells so bad, I threw it away."

At dawn, everyone woke up. The guards brought water to wash their hands. They hadn't even gone to find someone. Suddenly a group of villagers came over with a look of wickedness and evil spirits.

Seeing people, Su Wanwan said: "Uncles and uncles, what are you doing?"

"You have stolen my chicken, you are ashamed to ask!" a man said anxiously.

"..."

Su Wanwan was speechless. Yesterday, the group of them ate dry food and did not catch the villagers' chickens, but...someone threw chicken feathers in.

Su Wanwan said: "Everyone, what do you mean? To frame it, there must be evidence."

"I smelled the smell of chicken from here last night! To me, they would definitely not recognize it after eating!" one person said immediately.

"So?" Su Wanwan raised her eyebrows, she didn't understand what these people were doing. She heard the wizards were dark in their minds, but how could these people look like people with no brains? Is this method of framing too simple? Can be pierced easily.

Playing this kind of trick with them really belittles his IQ!

Qi Chengfeng said: "What is your purpose? Do you want money or something else? Say it."

The villagers were stunned, and one of them held a **** and cursed: "What do you mean? Look down on us? We are just for justice! Pay out our chickens and get out!"

Qi Chengfeng's face was dark and solemn, and said, "Anyone who can speak to me in this accurate tone, guess where is he now?"

The villagers looked at each other and said, "I don't know."

"He is dead." Qi Chengfeng said lightly, and the villagers were startled, as if they had been petrified in the same place, annoyed, and said: "How dare you threaten us!"

"It's not a threat, it's just stating the facts." Qi Chengfeng said lightly, pointing to the ruined temple, and said: "You can go in and look for it. If you can find evidence that we ate chicken yesterday, then I will curse arrogantly. Words."

The villagers then let off their anger, and immediately walked towards Qi's house.

After turning around, he didn't find anything and jumped his feet with anger. The villager who had just spoken for the owner of the lost chicken said again: "If they throw it away, they will only be nearby. Let's find it!"

"It's up to you." Su Wanwan said coldly.

As soon as she finished her words, Su Wanwan suddenly remembered that Beichuan Fengliu had only ordered people to take it and throw it away, and she didn't know where it was thrown.

Thinking of this, Su Wanwan frowned.

The villagers immediately surrounded the neighborhood and searched for a long time, but nothing was found.

"Are you looking for chicken feathers?" Beichuan wind said.

A villager pointed at him and immediately said: "How do you know? Did you bury it?"

"I didn't bury it." Beichuan Fengliu said in his heart: hidden in a tree.

"Then why can't I find it?" the villager said angrily.

"Then you should ask yourself." Beichuan Fengliu gave a blank look and said: "You directed and acted in a play, and asked what we did?"

"You!" The villager was very angry. Su Wanwan's eyes were sharp, and she noticed that the villager's clothes were a little greasy. She smiled and asked, "Are you living next door to the chicken owner?"

"How do you know?" The villager was amazed, with some fear in his heart.

"That's right." Su Wanwan nodded, pointing to the oil stains on the villager's cuffs, "The oil on your hands can't be washed off, plus the oil stains, plus your flustered look, and you can't wait to find out the real murderer. Mind, impressively, you are a thief!"

"..."

The man turned pale, and was exposed under the villagers’ persecution. It turned out that the man just wanted to eat chickens, but he was reluctant to eat chickens in his own home, so he moved his mind to the chickens in other people’s homes. .

The owner of the chicken was surnamed Fang Shen. In order to thank several people, Su Wanwan was invited to sit at home and served with drinks. He was also responsive to Su Wanwan and others' problems.

When asked about the mysterious old man Shen, Fang Shen was taken aback for a moment, and only said: "What did you do with him? He has passed away."

"What!" Su Wanwan was shocked, "Dare to ask how old he is this year?"

"Eighty has two." Fang Shen replied.

"Oh." Su Wanwan nodded, and looked towards Qi Chengfeng, the doubts in their eyes disappeared.

"Then who is the most powerful person doing witchcraft here today?" Su Wanwan asked.

"It's me." Fang Shen nodded.

Su Wanwan asked: "Then you can tell what identity I am?"

"At first glance, you have a husband and wife relationship with this handsome son next to her. It's her wife. You two are extraordinary people, and you must be people of extremely high status." Fang Shen said.

Su Wanwan was speechless, and said in her heart: Isn't this nonsense? Can she and Qi Chengfeng hold hands tightly as husband and wife? And the clothes they wear today are all silk, who can't tell that they are noble?

He just said that, but he didn't know how to pretend to understand.

Su Wanwan glanced at him more and found that he was also looking at her, looking at her all over, her eyes made Su Wanwan a little hairy, and said: "What are you doing while staring at me?"

Fang Shen smiled, "Our place is often no one comes in, and it is difficult to see the girls outside. Now, looking at you like this, all the girls who want to come outside are beautiful and beautiful!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Su Wanwan nodded, but complained in her heart: Is it appropriate for a fifty-year-old man to look at other girls like this?

Fang Shen seemed to be unaware of Su Wanwan's response, and after looking at it for a while, he slowly left.

From time to time, the Fang family brought lunch over, and Su Wanwan and Qi Chengfeng Wu Beichuan Fengliu went to sit together.

Qi Chengfeng glanced at them when they came with the meal, and found that my rice was of different sizes, but it was also dry rice, which was much better than others.

There is also a dish of pickled vegetables and soup on the table, which is fine.

The three of them sat there, Fang Shen on the side looked at where they were sitting, and reached out to adjust the rice bowl in front of Beichuan Fengliu to Su Wanwan.

"Are you?" Su Wanwan asked in confusion.

"Let the three of you laugh." Fang Shen smiled and said: "We are deep in the mountains and old forests. We can't grow too much food. I saw that the food in front of this young man was a little bit small. It’s less, then I’ll change it. You two don’t mind, please eat."

Su Wanwan shook her head and said: "You may have misunderstood what I mean. I was asking you, what exactly did you add to us in this meal?"