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Yan Wanxi glanced at him, shook her head and said, "I don't know. I haven't seen it, so I don't dare to tell whether it's a human being."
Zou Nan originally wanted to hear some words of comfort from Yan Wanxi's mouth, but when he heard this, he felt that instead of being comforted, he had goosebumps all over his body.
Xing Zhimo also heard some clues. He looked at Yan Wanxi and asked in a deep voice, "Are you suspicious that that fragrance has something to do with those people just now?"
Yan Wanxi nodded and said: "When I got close to those people, I discovered that the smell of the male master was extremely strong, and although the servants in his family also had a smell, it was not strong. .¡±
"You mean, that man used that smelly thing?" Xing Zhimo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a suspicious look on his face.
But Yan Wanxi shook her head and said, "No, that man was just exposed to that smell. I guess someone in his family should have that thing."
"Master, do you know what that is?" Xing Zhimo asked.
"I still need to confirm. It's too early to draw a conclusion now." Yan Wanxi said, glanced at Lin Yun and the others who were confused, and said with a smile: "Ayun, where else do you want to go? Let Master Zou lead the way."
When Lin Yun saw Yan Wanxi calling her, she also smiled and said, "I originally wanted to meet Master Fang, but I didn't expect that he wasn't here. It's such a pity."
"It's a pity indeed." Yan Wanxi also nodded.
Xing Zhimo knew that Yan Wanxi didn't want to talk about these things in front of her family, so she didn't ask any more questions and just followed them quietly.
After burning incense, several people went to the nearby streets to look for food.
Zou Nan said: "There is a street over here where food is sold. Let's go take a look?"
Everyone naturally agreed, and the happiest people were Yan Qingyang and Xiao Hei, who were jumping up and down with joy.
Zou Nan came with a few people to a street not far from Puhua Temple. It was still early at this time, so there were not many people.
There are not only stalls selling food here, but also some shops selling cloth, jewelry, and all kinds of food.
Zou Nan told everyone: "I have been here once, and I think the snacks outside are quite delicious. They are not much worse than those restaurants and bars. The main reason is that they are cheaper!"
With that said, Zou Nan led everyone to a food stall.
There were not many people at this time, so they did not need to wait. Zou Nan led them to sit down, and then ordered a lot of snacks. He said: "These are the most popular ones here. I heard Master Xu say that as long as you come People here will definitely come here to eat!¡±
Yan Wanxi¡¯s mouth watered after hearing what he said, and she was looking forward to the snacks waiting for her.
At this moment, there was a commotion on the street, and people who were still walking slowly ran towards that direction.
Yan Wanxi saw everyone running in a hurry, as if they were going to grab something.
At this time, they heard the owner of the food stall where they were sighing again, saying: "Oh, this business is getting harder and harder!"
The stall owner was a middle-aged man with an honest look. Yan Wanxi glanced at him and said, "Uncle, what's going on over there? Why is everyone going over there?"
The stall owner sighed again and said: "Oh, there is a guy over there who sells the same thing as me, but his kebabs taste even better than mine!
I don¡¯t know how he made it. I originally wanted to buy some meat yesterday, but when I got there, I found that all their meat was sold out. "
¡°As he said that, the uncle glanced over there with envy, but when he looked over, he only saw a crowd of people, not the stall owner.
At this moment, a smell came from that direction. As soon as she smelled the smell, Yan Wanxi's face suddenly changed, her eyes widened, and she looked towards the place where the smell came from in disbelief. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com