Li Yundong deliberately pretended not to understand and asked, "what are you doing?"

This sentence asked these practitioners. They looked at each other and didn't know how to answer. It was impossible to tell him: shall we catch monsters here?

Zheng Yuan coughed and asked kindly, "children, it's very late. You should go back to bed. We'll catch the bad guys here and hurt you by mistake."

Seeing that Zheng Yuan was so polite, a repairman nearby said impatiently, "elder Zheng, why are you so polite to a little fart child?" he pointed to Li Yundong and shouted, "Hey, kid, get out, do you know who I am!"

Li Yundong looked up and snorted, "I don't know who you are, but do you know who I am and what my name is?"

Li Yundong's arrogant and conceited appearance made these practitioners on the field unable to understand his words for a time. Some people muttered to themselves: "look at his arrogant appearance, is it difficult for him to be a second generation of officials?"

Then someone whispered, "shit, what's the second generation of shit officials in the remote mountains?"

"Hey, don't you understand? It's popular for officials to find new and exciting things to play. They love to drill and hunt in such remote places!"

"I didn't bring children to play with me!"

"You're stupid. Do you know if you're an illegitimate child? Do you know if an official came out to play with his lover. It's inconvenient for him to go out and let the child speak?"

"Well, that makes sense."

"Can we let go if a child says something?"

"Otherwise, one does not do two endlessly! Anyway, no one knows! It will depend on the heads of these two smelly snakes!"

"Don't you know that practitioners can't start with ordinary people?"

"Are you stupid? If we practitioners want to kill ordinary people, do we have to use magic? Hum!"

These people whispered, but the conversation was murderous. Li Yundong was angry when he heard it.

Zheng Yuan smiled and asked, "what's your name, little friend?"

Li Yundong endured his anger, pretended to be silly, rubbed his nose with his fingers, and said foolishly, "my last name is Ni!"

Zheng Yuan said with a smile, "your last name is Ni? That's a good last name! What's your name?"

Li Yundong pretended to be silly and deliberately said in a local accent: "it's Ni Baba (your father)!"

After he said that, the practitioners on the field laughed one by one, and some who had the intention to kill dissipated a lot. They laughed and said, "mud Baba? Why isn't it called shit Baba? Oh, hey, I'm dead!"

Li Yundong pretended to be surprised and said, "my uncle's name is Shi Baba!"

This time, the practitioners on the field laughed like heaven and earth. Zheng Yuan looked away, and his white and long eyebrows twitched.

A man of practice held his stomach and said with a laugh, "your family's name is so funny! It's killing me!"