The camera returns to Mai Mountain and Mai Underground Palace.
Under the management of the Miao siblings, the breakfast was extremely sumptuous.
While eating, suddenly the Kuteng tribe patrolling outside came to report (the tribe of Wicked Cocoon).
"Ma Yi Ghost Master, the two young masters, and all the old gods, Xunshan caught a sneaky guy today. Do you want to take him in for interrogation?"
Grandma Mai was stunned when she heard this.
How could someone spy on Mayi Mountain for no reason? !
If you go within a radius of a thousand miles, any "thing" that has opened its spiritual intelligence will know that this is its own ghost country.
Ordinary people dare not come to this place of thousands of tombs and caves.
"The big grandma asked you, what does the person you caught look like?"
The Kuteng tribe was obviously not very intelligent, so they thought about it for a while before answering.
"Ugly, extremely ugly!"
"The kind that makes you want to punch him when you see him...and he looks a little familiar."
Before the dead man could finish speaking, Wicked Cocoon had already ran in like the wind wearing his short skirt.
Because he had no control over his strength, the whole hall was shaken with a roar.
"Hey, little sir, little monster, when did you come? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Among the people, Wicked Cocoon and Wicked Schemes had the best relationship, so they ran straight in front of the disaster.
Due to the height difference, one is standing and the other is sitting, so the scenery under the skirt of the cocoon is clearly visible.
"Little Cocoon, you're getting bigger again!"
Upon hearing this, Wude Yu quickly covered her hands with her hands.
"Don't look around, little monster!"
"My mother said that if you look at things you shouldn't look at, you will get eye problems!"
Everyone: "..."
"Ahem", seeing the painting style gradually becoming abnormal, Chang Huaiyuan hurriedly "rectified the chaos".
"Brother, please go and bring the person you caught. I'll ask you later."
"We are in troubled times right now, so we must not be careless in the slightest."
The Kuteng tribe members were about to accept the order and leave, but were held back by the wicked cocoon.
And blinked desperately for hints.
"There's no need to interrogate him. He's not a bad guy."
"After I've finished bathing him, applying medicine, and changing his clothes, I'll invite him to have dinner with him."
Everyone became even more confused after hearing this.
Who exactly was he caught? How could Giant Cocoon be so polite to him?
He also helps people take a bath and change clothes...wait a minute, what's going on with applying the ointment? !
Chen Daji has always been very curious, and he also has a quick tongue: "Xiao Yu, what do you mean?!"
"It's your father who caught him. Are you treating him like this?!"
The wicked cocoon's face turned red when he heard this.
"It's not my dad, it's your dad..."
"When I saw it, I was already beaten and vomited blood by the tribesmen."
"But don't worry, you're not dead... I washed it and changed my clothes and they're still as good as new..."
Chen Daji: "..."
"Fuck!"
Seeing that the Kuteng Tribe's number one warrior (the title Chen Daji received after "defeating" Wicked Cocoon) was about to go crazy, Giant Cocoon hurriedly kicked the messenger tribesman's big butt hard.
"What are you doing stupidly? Go and invite the little monster's father!"
The giant who was kicked did not dare to complain at all and ran towards the door shaking his big butt.
While running, he muttered "softly".
"I asked why he looks so familiar. It turns out he is the father of the First Warrior."
"But why is he so weak? He fainted after just a few beatings..."
Seeing that Chen was about to go berserk again, Wicked Cocoon grabbed the stool and threw it towards his own tribe.
"Assanro, you will die if you don't speak!"
...
After a while, Chen Fu walked in tremblingly, supported by two female ghosts in sackcloth and accompanied by the one-armed Kuteng clan elder.
After finally seeing Hua Jiunan and other relatives, she almost cried.
Chen Fu didn't cry, but Chen Daji cried: "Dad, who beat you to such a bad character!!"
Hua Jiunan quickly stood up and gave up his seat, asking Chen Fu to sit next to Grandma Mai.
"Uncle Chen, what are you..."
Grandma Mai felt even more sorry for her filial nephew.
Looking at Chen Fu, whose eyes were bruised and his mouth was swollen like a sausage, he couldn't help but complain.
"Who hit you? Why did you hit him so hard?!"
"Dafu, what's going on?!"
