Du Ziyuan looked through the magic mirror and found that Xia Wuyi was indeed human. Unless his realm is high enough to deceive Du Ziyuan''s mirror, just like Luo yuntianjun. But that kind of existence will be shot down into the sea by the spell of the purple demon king?

    "Naked, who are you?"

    Xia Wuyi smelled the words and said, "I don''t know, I don''t know... I don''t remember anything when they found me."

    "They? Who?"

    "The people on that ship," Xia Wuyi pressed his head, "When I woke up, I was floating on the sea. I didn''t remember anything except my name and some childhood things. They fished me up and locked me in a cage. They planned to sell me to Aolan country. Later, the ship was suddenly destroyed and I was saved by brother mu. I was afraid you would sell me, so I didn''t tell the truth. I really don''t know anything."

    Mu Chengan glanced at Du Ziyuan, who said, "I didn''t see any sign that he was lying."

    In other words, he is telling the truth.

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

    "I don''t know. My memory is clearly here. Everything around me is the same as my memory. Only here is wrong. My home is not like this." Xia Wuyi said blankly.

    He lost almost all his memory, and only here was his only hope to recover his identity. But his memory seemed to deviate and his hope was dashed. Such a blow was really unbearable for a child.

    At this time, LV Chunxin suddenly said, "why don''t we ask the owner of this house."

    Du Ziyuan and Mu Chengan nodded, so they took Xia Wuyi to the gate of Zhang''s house and knocked, but no one came to open the door.

    Mu Chengan knocked again: "is anyone at home? I have something to visit. Can I see you at the host''s house?"

    This time, there was a response from a young male voice: "who are you? It''s inconvenient to entertain guests in the house today. Please come back another day."

    "Hmm?" they all showed an unexpected look.

    Du Ziyuan looked at LV Chunxin: "aren''t you the person in charge here? Don''t you know who lives here? What happened?"

    "Er..." Lv Chunxin paused awkwardly, unable to answer Du Ziyuan''s question.

    However, Mu Chengan was not surprised and said to Du Ziyuan, "sorry, brother Du, in fact, we have something to hide from you. Younger martial sister Lu is not a disciple of Penglai sword sect, and she is not the person in charge here."

    "Oh." since Mu Chengan knew, Du Ziyuan didn''t ask too much.

    Although the people in Zhang''s house asked them to come back another day, they obviously couldn''t really do it. Mu Chengan continued: "I''m Mu Chengan, the sword sect of Penglai. I''m here today to ask a few questions. It won''t take too long. Please open the door."

    However, it seemed to annoy the people in the house. I only heard someone roar: "boasting without making drafts! What Penglai sword sect! You think we fools!?"

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

    Since the soft one doesn''t work, we have to use the hard one.

    "Offended." Mu Chengan suddenly put his hand in front of the gate and pushed it gently. Suddenly, the gate, which was more than five meters high and needed several people to push open, bounced open directly to both sides. A thick latch broke directly from the middle, and even several people who stood against the door behind the door were shot out together.

    When the door opened, Du Ziyuan saw a group of well-dressed young men and women gathered behind the door, armed with swords and sticks, but several people''s hands and feet were shaking. When he saw that the door was pushed open so strongly, everyone''s face showed fear.

    Mu Chengan frowned. He didn''t know why they were so hostile to him. However, he still hugged his fist and said, "it''s impolite. I''m the Penglai sword sect Mu Chengan. You seem to have misunderstood. I don''t mean any harm. I''m here for one thing..."

    As soon as he wanted to talk about Xia Wuyi, one of the young people in Chinese shouted and interrupted him: "don''t think about it! Shameless thief, I''ll fight with you!"

    Then he rushed towards Mu Cheng''an with a long sword.

    This guy has a bit of martial arts foundation. It seems that the speed is about level 4 to 6 of forging body, which is good among ordinary people. But this cultivation has no meaning in front of Mu Chengan.

    See, he stretched out his finger and flicked it gently, forcing the young man to lose his grip on the long sword and loosen his hand. The sword was also bounced out and inserted into the gate.

    "Why are you scolding me..." Mu Chengan also wanted to theory, but the other party didn''t mean to listen. When the sword was gone, he changed to fist.

    Mu Chengan was helpless, so he had to play a body fixing technique, which was very useful when there was a great gap in strength.

    The young man was shocked, but now he could not even speak except to move his eyes. Others were also frightened, and even a girl screamed.

    Mu Chengan finally had time to explain: "I think we really have a misunderstanding. I''m not your enemy. Please calm down."

    With that, he waved, and the sword inserted in the door flew into his hand again. He untied the immobilization and handed the sword to the young man. The latter was stunned for a while and took his sword in surprise.

    He began to believe Mu Chengan''s words: "are you really not from the Liu family?"

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

    "Really?" not only the young man, but all the people in Zhang''s house were relieved.

    "My name is Zhang Hongzhe. I''m sorry I misunderstood you. Recently, my family encountered a great enemy. Everyone was frightened." the young man explained.

    Mu Cheng''an said, "just solve the misunderstanding. I was reckless and destroyed the gate of your house just now. I will certainly compensate later."

    "No, no, it''s just a latch," Zhang Hongzhe shook his head again and again, and then asked carefully, "Sir, is he really a real person of Penglai sword sect?"

    "I don''t deserve it," Mu Chengan corrected immediately. "I''m just a disciple."

    Zhang Hongzhe seems to understand but not understand. In their view, as long as he is an immortal, he can be called a real person. He respectfully stepped aside: "it''s not a matter to stand at the door all the time. Let''s go in and talk."

    Du Ziyuan led them into Zhang''s house. The young men and women who had been with Zhang Hongzhe also dispersed. One of the younger teenagers looked at Xiao Jin''s clothes and whispered to his companions, "isn''t that the clothes in the gifted mahjong fairy? They are so lifelike! I don''t know where they bought them."