Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

This shop is also a scam.

The number 20 people of Bailian Sect had arranged six tables for them, spread out next to Li Changan's table, just to surround the three of them in the middle.

He rubbed his hands by himself and stood by with a smile, like a farmer waiting for a stupid rabbit to hit the stump.

In this way, the two sides in the field became more reluctant to do it, and they stood in a stalemate.

The actress inside changed another tune, fiddled with the pipa, her voice drifted here faintly.

"Going to the top to stay in the field, the lone grave is He Zhengrong... I would like to ask who's land to bury the tomb of Haoli..."

In the sad song, the scholar suddenly smiled:

"Lang Jun can be honored and honorable, I have nothing to do, but..." He held up the cup, "sincerely" said: "The young master of the dignified White Lotus Sect, as I struggled to eat the leftovers of the table, I'm afraid Lose your face."

The left envoy glanced at the little dishes on the table.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you eat or drink, it depends on the person."

"well said."

The scholar clapped his hands.

"In that case, I can't be stingy, so..."

He beckoned to the store.

"The store!"

"Come on!"

"Take me all the dishes from this table."

He met six tables of people, with more than 20 pairs of eyes, and said clearly:

"I want to do it again."

Don’t you want to follow along? Then look carefully!

………

Not long after, Li Changan and the three of them evacuated the table cleanly.

In response to those cold, resentful, or hostile gazes, the scholar straightened up his chest and raised his finger to light up the dish.

"Cut pork head for nothing."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man on the table next to him immediately yelled.

"Cut pork head for nothing."

"Lut Fat Leek Biscuit."

"Lut Fat Leek Biscuit."

"Steamed muddy duck."

"Steamed muddy duck."

…

The scholar ordered the name of the dish, and the old man called out the name of the dish. Not long after, the seven tables were filled with exactly the same dishes.

Cooking and frying, the meat and vegetables are ready, and the aroma is overflowing.

The people in the field had been tossing for the whole night, eating enough wind and rain, which was not tired and hungry. Nowadays, a rich table of wine and vegetables is right in front of them, and everyone is secretly swallowing their mouths, but no one dares to start.

Who would dare to eat things in this ghost market?

But no one is willing not to eat, nor dare to say not to eat. Who knows what rules this shop or Chenghuangye's inn has set.

What happens if I eat it? What happens if you don't eat it? No one knows.

A group of people could only put their eyeballs firmly on the scholar. They were all old rivers and lakes, and they all saw it: the big beard, the Taoist priest, and the scholar. Among the three, the scholar who really understood this ghost market was the scholar.

To say that the twenty-odd people of the White Lotus Sect are all well-known masters in the world. Although the supernatural powers are not present in this ghost town inn, the prestige is still there. Ordinary people are attacking this, I am afraid they are fighting with each other and can't help themselves.

But the scholar was very leisurely, and slowly rolled up his cuffs, and then slowly picked up the wine glass.

Oh, drink first!

The Bailianjiao people over there immediately learned something, and raised the cups all over the floor.

However, the scholar here shook his head and put down the wine glass again.

The Bailianjiao people over there hurriedly threw the cup, as if it had thorns on it.

The scholar picked up chopsticks pig's head meat; Bailianjiao everyone followed to pick up pig's head meat.

The scholar tore off the duck leg; the people of the White Lotus Sect rushed to grab the steamed duck.

The scholar put down the gentleman and shook off his cheeks. The congregation over there showed the character of a green forest hero, and was robbed of troops at the dinner table.

...

And just when this group of people were greasy and greasy, an unpleasant sound rang out abruptly.

"Hey."

It was Li Changan who picked up the chopsticks and did not pick up the dishes, instead knocking on the dinner plate rudely.

"Wait a minute."

"How?" the scholar asked "curiosity".

Li Changan didn't rush to answer, waiting for more than 20 pairs of eyes to look over, and then he wailed his throat and made a "doubtful" look.

"Since this is an inn opened in a ghost market, of course the things it sells are for ghosts. But can people eat what ghosts eat?"

After saying a word, someone in the White Lotus Sect immediately sneered. The Taoist priest was still thinking about bluffing people with a start. The scholar would not eat too...

"The Taoist reminder is that you really can't eat it!"

Unexpectedly, the scholar nodded as if suddenly realized, stretched out his sleeves, and took out a plate from the wide cuffs of the Confucian shirt.

I saw that the things he "eat" before did not fall, all piled on that plate.

There was silence as if it were dead.

The masters of the White Lotus Sect were all dumb and dull, with bulging cheeks, which seemed extremely funny.

"Puff...hahaha!"

The bearded man, who had been drinking without a word but covering his head, shrugged, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud. The Taoist priest quickly cast his eyes, don't be too busy laughing, the show hasn't finished yet.

He held back his smile and straightened his throat.

"Everyone talks about the use of ghosts to eat and wear. They are all illusioned with things in the sun. The poor way of knowledge is shallow..." The Taoist priest held his chopsticks and grabbed the meat on the table. "The scholar thinks that these foods are what they really are?"

"Maybe it's human flesh?"

Someone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Still dead human flesh."

Someone is retching.

"Dead human flesh with maggots, rotten, and pus."

At this time, they are all squeezing their throats. But the scholar and the Taoist priests sang and made peace with each other, and they were full of interest, and they still played lip service reluctantly.

"With corpse poison."

"How did you eat?"

"Intestinal piercing, dying."

"Fortunately, I didn't eat it."

"I didn't eat either."

"Fools eat it."

"Stupid eat it."

The two of them sang and agreed, and toasted each other with satisfaction, ignoring that the twenty-odd person was holding his throat, tears and snot gushing out at the same time, but they couldn't spit out anything. For a while, the retching sound was endless, and even the singing and singing of the actors were suppressed.

It took a long time to relax, but the Taoist priest said again.

"Wait a minute."

Bailianjiao everyone trembled.

"I can't eat food, can I still drink this wine?"

Everyone stared at the wine glasses, and the scholar smiled.

"The Daoist Chief has been worried. If it is poisonous, the three of us have drunk a lot before, and the attack has occurred early."

This word entered the ears, Bai Lian taught everyone a little relieved, but they did not dare to believe it completely. This time I don’t read scholars, this squad would be very bad. Instead, staring at the Taoist priest and the big beard, watching the two of them really put the wine glass to their mouths, and clearly saw the throat roll.

One by one, he picked up the wine and poured it into his belly. I retched before, and I didn't vomit anything. Although there was no physical reaction, there was always a psychological shadow. It was easier to feel better after a glass of wine.

Even Bai Lian Zuo Envoy was pale, trying to maintain a calm and unhurried demeanor. After pouring the wine, he only drank half a cup.

"Hey."

The **** Taoist priest knocked on his chopsticks again.

"Wait, it's still wrong."

"How to say?"

"We seem to have brought this wine ourselves."

"Right."

"What's the wine served in that shop?"

"Perhaps toad pee."

"How did you eat?"

"Intestinal piercing, dying."

"Fortunately, I didn't drink it."

"I didn't drink either."

"I drink it only when I am stupid."

"Fools drink."

………

"Your mother!"

The Bailianjiao gang are all heroes in the green forest, none of them have a temperament, and these repeated washings, no matter how they can bear it. Immediately someone slapped up the crime with foul language, but the shopkeeper on the side glanced faintly here, and the anger was extinguished by the basin of cold water, and the slander sat back again.

Even Bai Lian Zuo Shi was short-tempered, and the demeanor he had deliberately maintained was gone. The earthenware wine glass was broken into pieces in his hand, and the sharp fragments pierced the palm of his hand, mixed with bright red wine and spilled all over the floor.

He stared at the three.

"If you have any advice, you might as well take them out together!"

Although the other party has become anxious, the three of them, especially the scholars, are not the ones who just accept what they see.

"I don't dare to be a teacher, but I really have..."

"how?"

Before she finished speaking, Bai Lian's left envoy showed a cold look, and interrupted with a bad tone.

"You can't eat food or drink wine. Is it possible that you can't sit on this stool?!"

"Where is it?"

The scholar smiled and waved his hand.

"Ashamed to say."

He said so without any shame on his face.

"Recently, I have been shy in my pocket. I can still pay for the wine and food at this table..."

With that said, the scholar called the store and asked about the price of the food and drinks at this table.

The store picked up the abacus and dialed for a while.

"Two taels of silver."

Without saying anything, the scholar took out two pieces of yellow paper money from his arms, folded them into ingots, and handed them over. Strange to say, it is still paper money in the hands of the scholar, but when it reaches the store, it becomes two silver ingots.

No matter, he pointed to the six tables surrounding the White Lotus Church one by one.

"...I can do nothing about the six tables of food and beverages under Zuo Shi."

"No effort!"

Although knowing that there must be a ghost in this, the left envoy Bailian still motioned to the old man to settle the bill.

However.

The silver that the old man took out fell into the hands of the store, and it turned into a few broken stones; he changed the gold again, and it turned into a piece of yellow mud; he had to raise copper coins, but before handing it over, it became A handful of rotten leaves.

"Small business is not easy, so please stop joking."

The store's voice was faint, and the Bailian cultivators in the room were in a cold sweat.

So, someone immediately tore off the jade pendant around his waist, but just handed it over and it became rotten bark; knocked off the pearl inlaid on the scabbard, and it became a dead fish eye in the blink of an eye... No matter what kind of gold and silver treasure, it will be here and now. Worthless wood and mud!

"It's not that the guest has no money."

The store's voice was not tepid, but the Bailianjiao everyone shuddered together, and had no choice but to look at their master.

The left envoy Bai Lian took a long sip. He didn't go to see his subordinates or the store, but stared directly at the three of them. However, the three of them had no reaction at all, and only drank contentedly.

See you Tuqiong here?

He thought to himself, and finally turned to deal with the store.

"Master Chenghuang is also not pretending to be pretentious. I have taken a fancy to what I am waiting for that can be used to pay for it. Just put it straight!"

Li Changan, who was watching with cold eyes, moved his heart slightly when he heard these words. There was no reason why he strayed into the ghost market when he first came to this world.

"Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, where can they be used?"

The store nodded, showing white teeth.

………

"Young Master, save..."

The scream stopped abruptly.

There seemed to be no major changes in the inn. The inside was still noisy, and the outside was still silent. Only the bloodstain on the ground winding towards the back kitchen of the inn was silently saying what was happening here.

Since there is no money to pay the bill, it will cost you your life!

One or two dollars a life, the price is very fair, at least fairer than the slaughter shop.

However, the scattered plates and tables and stools on the ground, as well as the newly added wounds on some people's bodies, tell that the process of selecting the "liquor and vegetable money" is not so fair.

The scholar drank a glass happily, and the more embarrassed the White Lotus Sect, the more relaxed his heart was. To say that these white lotus masters in the field, no matter which one he hits on weekdays, he has to weigh well. But now, more than a dozen people have been eliminated with just a few subtotals.

"Why bother, I lost my life in vain for some uneaten wine and food."

Bai Lian Zuozhi's face had become darkened to the bottom of the pot, and the scholar said these cold words in his ear again, which made his eyes eager to breathe fire.

"Don't be too happy, wait until the ghost market is gone, and see who can have the last laugh!"

"Heh." This threat is just a breeze for the scholar. "The inn has passed the pass, but you don't think that I will only prepare to..."

suddenly.

"Ugh."

The Taoist sighed and interrupted the scholar.

Bai Lian Zuo Envoy turned his senran gaze around. "What? The Taoist commander also has advice."

"Do not."

The Taoist priest shook his head.

"It's just feeling that your Excellency is a good way."

As soon as the words came out, the scholar and the beard were stunned, and they looked over in surprise. There was no such sentence in the script.

"Oh."

Bai Lian Zuo converged the anger on his face a little bit, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and his slender eyes revealed the arrogance in his bones.

"Taoist found out."

The Taoist smiled and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Half of the body is numb, and if you don't stay alert, I'm afraid you will have to be a fool."

The scholar's expression changed when he heard the words, and the Taoist priest reminded him that he was surprised to realize that his lower body was not conscious. He looked down abruptly, but saw that from below his waist, half of his body was covered by an extremely thin film of water, and a few strands of bloodshot seemed to squirm in it.

That glass of wine? !

Suddenly, the scholar was both upset and surprised. What is annoying is the complacency that I have been proud of before, but what is surprised is not why the other party can cast spells? Rather, if it weren't for the Taoist reminder, he hadn't noticed it from beginning to end.

"Spiritualism."

Yan Xinglie, who was silent for a whole night, revealed the answer.

"It is said that the white lotus religion is good at manipulating people's hearts, disturbing people's souls, and soul-satisfaction. It is indeed well-deserved at first sight today."

The scholar laughed bitterly, but he still didn't understand. Although he seemed to be playing around with his opponent, he was gradually sinking under the influence of the imperceptible influence on the method. If it weren't for the Taoist reminder in time, he would have already shaken his cards.

It's just that he still has a question.

"When is the trick?"

"From the first time you saw me."

He said the answer in a flat tone, and moved out from under the table the sheep that the white lotus saint had turned into. After checking it carefully, he was relieved. After a night of hard chasing, he finally snatched the daughter-in-law who had never been through the door. It was not in vain to take the risk and make a fool of himself with the enemy.

"coming."

But suddenly, the scholar said something thoughtlessly.

Bai Lian Zuozhu raised his head suspiciously, but was surprised to find that the three of them did not have the slightest frustration or annoyance on their faces. His brows twitched, and a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

"What's coming?"

The scholar's smile was a little weird.

"Didn't Zuo Shi hear it? The preaching sound."

In the hustle and bustle coming from outside the building, some advocacy was indeed faintly heard. He listened carefully, and found that the sound was getting louder, getting closer, and getting clearer, and he could clearly distinguish the short flute, the Hujia drum, and the tune of Zhuang Su. It was so powerful that it seemed to be a prince’s honor guard. Asymptotically.

"what is that?"

The scholar did not answer, but instead raised another question.

"Has Zuo Shi ever heard of the origin of this Pingye City God?"

"reason?"

Bai Lian Zuo made the sense of crisis in his heart more urgent, and he still needs to be asked, but suddenly, the ground under his feet shook suddenly.

The beams creaked, the dust rustled down, and all the screams were heard.

"Earth Dragon turned over!"