Hua Rou didn't know what internal door selection was.

  She followed Tang Jiuer and asked twice with a big temper. Tang Jiuer was silent at first, but the second time she said, "Look for yourself."

  Such an attitude of being too lazy to talk has hurt Huajou very much.

  Why is everyone so reluctant to talk? Are they originally taciturn or just like that with me?

  Hua Rou was thinking about whether she was extremely annoying when she and Tang Jiuer had already walked to the outer courtyard of the Mechanism House, at which point Tang Hezhong happened to be leading the Mechanism House disciples out.

  This crowd of people, bustling and chatting together, were all wearing the same clothes and sporting the same ponytails, but Mu Junwu stood out from the rest, like a crane among chickens, and she spotted him at a glance.

  "Brother Mo!"

  Hua Rong jumped up and waved at him, looking at Mu Junwu's tall figure, she became excited - here, the one she was most familiar with was only him.

  But...

  Mo Jun glanced at her very calmly, without even nodding, and turned his head to look forward. On the contrary, the disciples of the government office next to him looked at Hua Rou, whispering to each other.

  Embarrassing! Very embarrassing!

  Hua Rong reluctantly withdrew her hand, feeling that today was not a good day.

  "Hurry up!"

  Tang Jiuer wore an unhappy expression as she turned around and urged ahead, Hua Rou followed closely behind the Poison Master, jogging slightly to keep up.

  Behind them, Tang He looked at the two of them again and then glanced at Mu Junwu, slightly shaking his head before beckoning with one hand, leading a group of disciples from the Mechanism House to follow behind the two women.

  The disciples of the government house gathered together, whispering among themselves.

  "Is someone finally moving into the haunted house?"

  "You're thinking too much, I heard it's just a janitor."

  "Never mind, they're together."

  The disciples curled their lips, shrugged, and the murmurs of discussion were very clear even when lowered, Mu Junwu pretended not to hear, without a hint of expression in response, completely like an outsider's attitude, but his eyes fell on Hua Rou's back, and did not move away.

  How could Hua Rou have known everything behind her back?

  She knew that everything was going wrong for her today, so she walked with her head down and a lack of enthusiasm behind Tang Jiuer, until the sound of lively noise burst in her ears, then she looked up to see what was ahead.

  Yesterday's empty square is now packed with people.

  A three-layered high platform with colorful flags fluttering, below the platform are three areas enclosed by colored ropes for martial arts competitions. Behind the competition area is a spectator stand, crowded with people, gathering in clusters, like blooming flower petals, or unfolding six-fold fans.

  Tang Jiuer quietly led Hua Rou into the viewing platform, and strangely, wherever she passed by, no matter how lively the conversations were, they would instantly fall silent and quickly make way for her.

  Hua Rou, who followed behind her, not only enjoyed the courtesy of avoidance and attention from everyone, but also had a feeling of being treated specially.

  The poison master is so majestic! Even when our village master goes out, there's no such grandeur!

  Hua Rong felt a pang in her heart, but soon she realized that something was off.

  Because when Tang Jiuer led her into the second area from left to right, Tang He also brought in the disciples of the mechanism house!

  The crowd did not show the same "extreme humility" as before, nor was there that silence of a dead bird.

  Especially when the disciples of the government house entered and filled up the leftmost area, Huā Róu only discovered that except for her and Táng Jiǔ ér's area which was empty, all other areas were packed to the brim.

  This...

  Hua Rou glanced at Tang Jiu'er's back and finally understood that the Poison House was a special existence in the entire Tang Sect, as if everyone was extremely distant from the Poison House...

  "Grandma is here!"

  Someone shouted, and the enthusiastic atmosphere on the square became orderly. Everyone stood up to welcome, and Hua Rou followed suit, standing up and craning her neck to look around.

  She saw her grandmother, holding a golden staff, walking spiritedly with Hong Gu's accompaniment to the three-story high square tower, standing in front of that huge copper eye.

  The golden cane struck the ground, without any sound, but the entire square was silent at this moment, as if it was so quiet that a needle dropping to the ground could be heard.

  "All candidates for each room, come out."

  Hua Ruo was shocked by what she heard and looked around her. She felt that Grandma's voice was coming from all directions, so clear and loud.

  At this time, she saw several people walking out of the entire viewing platform and standing in front of their respective areas.

  Of course, it was Tang Jiuer who walked out of this piece.

  Hua Rou shifted her gaze to the surroundings, and made a strange discovery. There was no one in front of the area to her right, but the person standing at the very front of that area was actually the short and stout old man who asked her if she understood firearms yesterday.

  "Gun room?" Grandma's voice rang out, and the short, fat old man stepped forward and answered loudly: "Master, the gun room is still guarded by Liu Er, but he hasn't come out yet, I reckon it'll be a while."

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