"Pah! Finally killed this spy."

"Hey, the Wang family's Erniu was killed by this bastard."

"When the soldiers from the city arrive, give Erniu more money. He has only an orphan and a widow left at home. This spy is so skilled and has such good weapons. He must be worth a lot of money, enough for Erniu and his wife to live on."

"As soon as he walked in, I knew he wasn't a good person! Those three white eyes, and his whole body exudes ferocity! I could tell at a glance that he wasn't a good person!"

"This knife he made is really good. It doesn't seem to be made of iron. It must have cost at least several dozen taels of silver."

"Don't even think about it. The knife must be handed over. But a knife is so valuable. Maybe the reward this time is a hundred taels! It's enough to buy a cow for the village."

"The material is really good! It's better than what I see city dwellers wearing in the city!"

Everyone talked at once, and only after confirming that Liu Linyu was dead did they relax and start the discussion.

Liu Linyu was lying on the ground. The knife was important evidence and could not be taken away, so the frugal villagers stripped him of his clothes and searched his body carefully.

Two pieces of chocolate were found, and the outer shirt was kept, but the underwear, pants and shoes were all taken away by the villagers.

"Pah, I don't have a penny in my pocket! I'm so poor!"

The person was dead, and the villagers who rushed over also dispersed. Only a few people were left to eat under the banyan tree, and guard the body at the same time, so that there would be someone to help when the yamen runners came. After all, finding a spy was a considerable income for the village!

All this, from the time the villagers took action to the time they beat the player to death, took less than three minutes.

"The body didn't disappear."

Feng Lan saw that the villagers were guarding the corpse and there was no unnecessary movement. He put away the telescope with a serious expression.

In previous copies, after a player died, their body would automatically disappear after a period of time, and the people in the copy would act as if they had never seen the player.

Feng Lan moved her hands, and the flower on her wrist moved consciously to her ear, repeating to her what she heard from the villagers under the banyan tree.

Huahua can attach herself to people or plants by separating her petals, and can also separate her vines. Huahua can hear the messages that the vines can hear, and can tell Fenglan about them. This is a new ability that Huahua gained after drinking the golden nutrient solution. Only the separated vines have this effect, and the petals alone do not have this effect.

"Lu Yin?"

Feng Lan frowned, she didn't either.

It seems that integrating into the village to gather information is not feasible.

"A yamen runner."

Feng Lan thought for a while and decided to give up waiting in the small mountain village and follow the yamen runners. It would be best if he could take the opportunity to sneak into the city with the yamen runners.

Chapter 84 [Feudal Dynasty] 2

An inconspicuous vine appeared on the banyan tree, but no one noticed it. It was afternoon and the sun was scorching.

Several people who were waiting had lunch under the banyan tree. Their bowls were taken away by a woman who came from home. They chatted idly, waiting for the yamen runners who might arrive at some unknown time. After about half an hour, about forty minutes, Feng Lan heard the sound of horse hooves, and she hid in the shade of the tree.

"Da da da da——"

A dark red figure riding a horse rushed across the yellow mud road below, splashing yellow soil all over the ground.

Feng Lan saw clearly that it was a young man wearing a black robe with a red lining. If he continued riding at this speed, plus the time it took for the villagers to go back and forth to report the news, Feng Lan estimated that this place should be no more than five kilometers away from the county town.

The young and strong horses, the material of the yamen runners' clothes, and their efficiency in handling affairs all reflect the level of development of this dynasty.

Feng Lan had a slight understanding of the prosperous dynasty described by the system.

The yamen runner who came to contact them talked to the villagers for a few words. Feng Lan also saw him performing an autopsy. He took out a piece of paper and a pen to write and draw, then hung the body on the horse's back, gave the villagers a bag of silver, and rode away on his horse amid the villagers' smiling farewell.

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