His True Colors Chapter 1774-1776

 Chapter 1774

Almost everyone in the inn was dressed in summer clothes, while Han Qianqian was wearing winter clothes.

        The four of them were out of place with everyone else in the shop, and on closer inspection, they were simply as out of place as the four monsters.

        Qin Qingfeng also listened in, touching his thick clothes and smiling awkwardly, "Speaking of which, our outfits do seem to be a bit strange."

        Xiaotao also nodded, a little embarrassed, "Yes, aren't we wearing a little too thick."

        Qin Qingfeng smiled at Wang Simin and said, "It's still Miss Simin who is thoughtful."

        Wang Simin gave a proud glance at Han Qianqian and proudly said, "Of course, Miss Ben isn't like some people."

        Han Qianqian smiled slightly, "Then you guys go upstairs and change first, I'll wait for you here, hurry back."

        Hearing Han Qianqian's words, Wang Simin gave a cold snort: "Change if you want, let's go." After saying that, Wang Simin pulled Xiaotao and Qin Qingfeng and went upstairs to change clothes.

        In less than a few moments, the two women and one old man changed into nice new clothes and went downstairs, Wang Simin and Xiaotao are both beautiful women, and the thinner summer clothes revealed their figures more perfectly.

        Han Marchiang was not angry, and when the three of them reached the table and sat down, he smiled, "What do you think?"

        "Of course it looks good, you think it's all the same as you ah, such a nice day, dressed like a bag." Wang Simin was unconvinced, but her forced appearance was all too clear in Han Qianqian's eyes.

        Qin Qingfeng and Xiaotao, however, were not good enough to interrupt as they held their bodies tightly.

        Han Qianli smiled, he knew that the three of them were cold as hell, it was just that Wang Simin kept stiffening up in front of him.

        "What do you guys think, how are their bodies?" Han Giangli pointed to a table in the distance where a middle-aged couple were sitting with their old man and child eating.

        "The eldest seems to be in poor health." Xiaotao shivered a little.

        Han Qianli nodded, "And how do you guys feel about your health, especially you Miss Wang."

        The three of them looked at each other, not understanding the reason for Han Qianli's question, but Qin Qingfeng answered Han Qianli's question, "My body is definitely average, but Miss Simin's body is good."

        "I don't know why you're asking such a silly question." Wang Simin muttered.

        Han Qianqian laughed, "The worst of you are better than the old man and the child, but look at them, they are even thinner than what you are wearing now, but their faces are as red as red, while you three, even Miss Wang, who is the best of you, are already cold, isn't that strange?"

        Hearing Han Qianqian's words, Qin Qingfeng reflected at this point and furrowed his brows, "When you say it like that, it seems to be true."

        Although Wang Simin didn't say anything, with her temper, the fact that she didn't refute Han Qianli's words already spoke volumes.

        "So, it's not us that's to blame, but them." Han Marchant said.

        In fact, from the very beginning, after hearing what Wang Simin had said about the clothes, Han Qianli subconsciously thought that she seemed to be dressed extremely differently and strangely from others.

        But soon, Han 3,000 dismissed this idea, because although common sense told him that he was the weird one, his body told him that the weird one was someone else.

        Outside the snowy mountains, even in this carefree village, the sun was much brighter, but there was still a slight chill, and wearing these thick winter clothes, Han 3000 even felt a little cold.

        The reason for feeling strange is nothing more than a subconscious behaviour, just like when someone tells you that something is poisonous since childhood, you will naturally think that it is poisonous, even if it really is not poisonous.

        Therefore, what Han 3,000 yuan had to do was to test whether it was poisonous or not, and the physical performance of Qin Qingfeng's three men had already given him the answer.

        "Mr Han, what's going on? Aren't they all afraid of the cold?" Peach asked nervously.

        Han Qianli shook his head, these people talked and laughed freely and did not feel cold in the slightest, which was what made him very strange.

        Looking at Wang Simin, Han Qianli smiled, "Any interest in going out for a walk?"

        "Wow? Did you suddenly eat the wrong thing?" Wang Simin was in disbelief.

        There was an unexplainable oddness about the place, and Han 3,000 wanted to take a look, regardless of whether or not Wang Simin agreed, Han 3,000 got up and headed out.

        Qin Qingfeng naturally knew that Han 3,000 was not simply going out for a stroll, but that it was a good idea to go out for a walk.

        The group of four soon returned to the street once again, and Han Qianli looked at Wang Simin and said softly, "Miss Wang is the daughter of the royal family, so she must have eaten many different kinds of food, right?".

        When Wang Simin heard this, she said proudly, "Of course, there's nothing that Miss Wang hasn't eaten since she was born and has eaten her way through the eight corners of the world."

        Han Qianli nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to the stall where the melon was sold yesterday and said softly, "Then, Miss Wang, do you know this spirit melon?"

        "Peach Spirit Melon!"

        "What about this?"

        "Jade Water Pear!"

        "What about this!"

        Wang Simin snorted, "What? Testing me? Isn't it simple? The King of Spiritual Fruits, Red Heart Seed."

        Han Qianqian smiled, "Miss Wang really lives up to her name, she knows everything like the back of her hand."

        "That's right!" Westminster raised her eyebrows proudly.

        "Then I want to ask you, what season do all these melons and fruits come from?" Han Giangli suddenly asked with a glaring gaze.

        Without thinking, Wang Simin replied, "Summer!"

        But after answering, she suddenly froze on the spot.

        When they arrived, the snow was already falling and it was already the beginning of winter, although this Carefree Village is located in a paradise, after all, it is in Tianhu City, and even though its environment is unique, there should not be a difference between it and the outside seasons.

        Similarly stunned were Qin Qingfeng and Xiaotao.

        What on earth is going on?

        Peach even felt that her brain was running out of ideas. There were so many things that were completely beyond the scope of what her brain could think about that even Qin Qingfeng, who had always been quite experienced, was quite bewildered.

        "Could it be that this is summer?" Peach asks!

        Han Qianli shook his head, looked at everyone and smiled confidently, saying firmly and calmly: "Here, it must be winter!"

Chapter 1775

"Winter? And how do you explain these summer fruits? As you can see, these are very fresh fruits, not picked last year and stored until now." Westminster retorted.

        "Yeah, if it's winter here, look at everyone here, they're all dressed for summer." Qin Qingfeng also frowned.

        "Then do you guys remember what kind of weather it was here when we first came out of that stone crack?" Han Qianqiandao.

        Wang Simin's eyebrows furrowed, "When I first came in, although the mountains were green and sunny, the surrounding mountains were still snow-capped."

        Han Qianli nodded, "That's right, so the season here can only be winter, and the reason you feel cold in these clothes is because of that."

        "But they ......" Peach wondered at all the passers-by walking, all of them were dressed in summer clothes, weren't they, aren't they cold?

        Han Qianqian said, "Of course they weren't cold, in fact, as soon as I entered this village, I felt very strange, but I couldn't say what was strange until Miss Wang said something that woke me up."

        Wang Simin wondered, "I woke you up?"

        She didn't even know which of her own words had reminded Han Qianqian, and was looking at him with a strange face.

        Han Qianqian smiled slightly, "Yes, clothes. Common sense tells us that we seem strange, but our bodies honestly tell us that they are strange, so who is stranger?"

        "Oh my, what he's weird I'm weird, you're winding me up." Wang Simin was depressed.

        "Yes, Three Thousand, what's going on, you tell me."

        Han Three Thousand Year looked at the three of them and slowly said, "Actually, none of us are strange, because we and they are from two worlds."

        As soon as this was said, the three of them were even more puzzled, what do you mean by people from two worlds!

        "You're curious, aren't you?"

        The three of them nodded their heads in a chicken-pecking manner.

        "Alright, tonight, we'll know the answer." Han Qianli smiled mysteriously.

        Then, not caring about the three people who stared blankly in place, he got up and went straight back to the inn.

        By the time the three of them chased him back to the inn, Han 3,000 had already locked the door to his room, so they had no choice but to go back to their respective houses and wait.

        At dusk, Han 3,000's room door opened, and when they heard the noise, they rushed out of their room and ran to Han 3,000's door.

        Han 3,000 shook his hand, gesturing for them to go into their own house.

        After entering the house, Wang Simin rushed out, "Sick chicken, it's going to be dark soon, what exactly is the answer to this?"

        Little Peach also made a rare sound and asked, "Yes, Mr Han, what's this all about."

        Han Qiangli didn't say anything, and after opening the door, he lay down on the bed by himself and closed his eyes to rest.

        Seeing that Han Marchian didn't speak, Wang Simin muttered, "It's not possible that you don't know anything and are making a mystery here, right?"

        After saying that, Wang Simin sneaked a glance at Han Qianqian to see if she had any reaction, but to her disappointment and annoyance, Han Qianqian still hadn't made a single move.

        This damned guy, can't get enough oil and salt?

        After waiting for another ten minutes, Wang Simin's temperament could not be contained any longer and she spent the whole afternoon in the house wondering what Han Qianqian's words meant. What does it mean to be from two worlds and what kind of two worlds can be associated with Carefree Village?

        And, even if these concerns are involved, how do they relate to the strange happenings in the village?

        After thinking about it for a whole afternoon, Wang Simin couldn't figure out what was going on, so she could only hope that Han Qianqian would give an answer this evening.

        But after coming for so long, Han Qianqian said nothing except to sit here and wait.

        How could this be tolerated by Wang Simin.

        "Bang!" With an angry bang, the whole of Wang Simin slapped the table and stood up, "I said dead sick chicken, what the hell do you mean, it's fun to make fun of us, isn't it?"

        Qin Qingfeng stood up in a hurry and advised, "Miss Simin, calm down, I think since 3000 said there would be an answer in the evening, let's wait a little longer, the sun is just setting anyway."

        Wang Simin's face turned cold: "I think he's obviously playing a trick on us."

        Just then, Han Qianqian suddenly sat up, his eyes slightly open, and looked at the three of them: "Now, that's about it." Then, he placed his hand on his lips and made a shushing motion.

        The three of them immediately shut up, not even daring to breathe a word.

        Wang Simin put her ears up to the top of her head, trying hard to hear what was going on, but there was nothing.

        "Hey, dead sick chicken, what the hell are you doing?" Kingsman frowned in discontent.

        "Did you hear something?" Han Giangli asked the three of them.

        Peach shook her head, "Mr. Han, although it was suddenly so quiet just now, ...... but I didn't hear anything."

        "That's right, it was just suddenly so quiet." Han 3,000 smiled and walked out of the house directly and quickly.

Chapter 1776

The three of them hurriedly followed Han Qianqian, walking all the way from the first floor to the hall on the ground floor, which was empty and dark except for the neatly arranged tables and chairs.

        The entire hall was so quiet that it was a bit creepy.

        From the inn, the four of them went out onto the street.

        The night breeze was rustling, the leaves were flying, and the whole street was completely covered in night, with no entrance or end in sight.

        A gust of cold wind blew past, Wang Simin was shivering with cold, holding her arms and saying strangely, "Dead sick chicken, why are you taking us out on the street? What, shopping, but I'm sorry people have closed their stalls, let's hurry back, it's so cold."

        "Looking for someone." Han Qianli smiled, then, walking quickly to the door of a house, then looked at Wang Simin.

        Wang Simin was stunned, looking at Han Qianqian's meaning, he was asking himself to knock on the door.

        "Knock, the owner of this house will tell you the answer." Han Qianqian smiled.

        Wang Simin took one look at Han Qianqian and walked to the door half-heartedly. She had the feeling that Han Qianqian was playing a trick on her, but thinking that she would know the answer she wanted by knocking on the door and finding the owner, she finally knocked.

        When Wang Simin's hand touched the door, the whole thing creaked open, and inside was a small courtyard and three very small houses.

        It was dark inside the courtyard, without any lights at all, and it was somewhat eerie to stand at the door and look around, as Wang Simin looked at Han Qianqian: "No one!"

        "You didn't even go in to see if it was empty? Afraid?" Han Qianqian deliberately laughed.

        Wang Simington snorted, "Che, will this lady be afraid?" Afterwards, she took a few steps and walked in.

        It was just that the further she walked in, the more scared Wang Simin felt. She had been completely inspired by Han Qianli and had walked in with her scalp, and the more she walked in, the more scared she became, as the courtyard was so quiet that it was creepy.

        In fact, she was also a monk and was theoretically not afraid of ghosts, but for some reason, she always felt a special emptiness in her heart when she came to this place.

        It was hard to reach the doors of the three houses, and Wang Simin stood in front of them for a long time before finally closing her eyes and knocking directly on the door, but like the door outside, the door inside was unlocked, and with a touch of her hand, the door of the house opened.

        "Hello?" Wang Simin shouted, then turned around and walked back.

        At the door, Wang Simin's face returned to its previous arrogance and said to Han Three Thousand, "No one."

        Han Qianli nodded and led the three of them around to a nearby house with his eyes on Wang Simin again.

        "Me again?" Wang Simin pointed at herself in surprise.

        "I'm telling you, dead sick chicken, you better not play tricks on this lady, or else I'll make you eat your heart out." Wang Simin drank in exasperation, having had the experience of the last time, this time Wang Simin was much bolder and headed straight inside, and within a moment she came out, shaking her head, "Still no one."

        The door was unlocked and opened with a knock, but there was no one in the house at all.

        When Wang Simin finished checking the last room, she finally couldn't stand it any longer and glared angrily at Han Qianqian, her hands crossing her waist in anger: "Dead sick chicken, I'm telling you, don't go too far, my lady's tolerance has a limit! How many houses have you asked me to look in one night, and in each one you say you have the answer, where is it?"

        Han Qianqian smiled, "Actually, they've already given you the answer."

        Wang Simin was stunned, the answer, what answer?

        Qin Qingfeng now said strangely: "Three thousand, this is too strange, why is there no one in each room? The street is supposed to be empty and they should have gone home, but why is there no one in every house?"

        Han Qianqian said: "This was expected, come with me to a place and you will know why there is no one in the house."

        As soon as Wang Simin heard this, she gritted her teeth in anger, "Han Qianli, what the hell are you up to?"

        When they stopped in front of a large building, Wang Simin was puzzled: "Han Sanliang, you're going to die, what are we doing here?"

        With a smile, Han Qianli got up and pushed the door open, then strode straight into the centre of the house, where the word "ancestral hall" was written on the plaque above him.

        Han Giangli cast a spell that illuminated the entire ancestral hall, and for a moment, the entire hall was visible to the four men.

        "Do you know where all the people you were looking for just now have gone?" Han Giangli looked at Wang Simin.

        Wang Simin frowned and shook her head, "Where did it go?"

        Han Qianli smiled, pointed his finger at the densely packed rows of divine thrones in the palace, gazed like a torch and said in a cold voice, "They're all there!"

        Hearing Han Qianqian's words, Wang Simin fiercely looked over at the densely packed throne of the gods and was completely speechless with fear for a moment.

        They ...... he ...... they were all dead?!