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The yellowing sky was framed by the eaves, which were covered with broken tiles and wild grass. The grass grows like crazy, and the air roots leak down from the top, like a small waterfall.

It was already dusk when I saw it. Ying resolutely frowned, supported the ground with his hands, and tried to get up.

He was lying on the patio. The three houses on all sides were so dilapidated that their doors and windows were rotten, and only the one directly opposite seemed to be still inhabited—and indeed inhabited.

He saw a fire in the house. There used to be a stove in that room, but half of it collapsed. Therefore the fire was not made in the hearth, but on the earth. There was a wooden shelf on the fire, and on the wooden shelf hung a small clay pot with a black bottom and a notched edge.

The jar seems to be filled with water and has been opened. Coo-coo.

But it took a while for Ying to realize that he had smelled the aroma coming from the jar. The smell was already mouth-watering, not to mention that he was hungry right now. It took him a moment to look away from the jar and see two men sitting behind the fire in the shadows.

One person is an old man. I haven't taken care of my hair and beard for a long time, and it's tangled into a ball. Wearing a cyan robe, holding a long spoon made of wood chips, he was looking into the jar. It's like worrying about the bottom.

Another......

I don't know if it's because of the light, or because of something else, the complexion is gray. But this gray is not annoying, but more like the blood blue that comes out of the skin because it is extremely white and extremely white. Wearing a small red coat, like a warrior who has just removed his armor. There was indeed armor around him—he was holding a strange red helmet, carefully wiping it with a piece of cloth.

Ying resolutely looked at it for a while and recognized the woman.

Isn't it what he and Meng Ao saw in the alley that night, "Sanhua Niangniang"!

At this time, I heard Lao Dao turn his face and say to the Sanhua Niangniang: "Don't be angry." You, although you are high-minded, are a demon after all. To get these things—"

He took the long spoon in his hand and gently knocked the edge of the crockpot. But he accidentally knocked off another piece and fell into the can. He hurried over and carefully scooped up the pieces with a long spoon, and tasted the soup from the spoon. Then sit down again and continue to say to Sanhua Niangniang: "These things, you demons can't do it. What did Brother Xin tell me before? Slow fire, less water, when the fire is enough, it is beautiful. You have to simmer this stuff slowly to make it crispy, rotten, ......and fresh."

Sanhua was impatient. He simply threw away the cloth in his hand and screamed sharply: "Oh, the old man is so noisy......! Oh...... It's a packet of blood when you chew it! Hmph, it's gone, it's all boiled!"

As she spoke, she looked into the crockpot as if she was distressed.

Lao Dao snorted: "You will naturally know when the time comes." ”

After saying this, he didn't pay attention to Sanhua anymore, and Sanhua ignored him.

Then he turned his gaze to Ying Ran, who was already standing in the courtyard: "Ying Daxia doesn't need to look at it. The young master of the Yu family and the two girls have not been cleared of the spider venom, and they have been sent to rest. Those people of yours are behind them - their cultivation is not high, unlike the four of you who have a strong internal strength to protect the body, it is difficult to say whether they can withstand the stamina of this spider venom. ”

"Ah...... You don't have to rush to see it, and you can rest assured. Liu Laodao waved his hand at him, twisted his beard, and said with a smile, "There is a shortage of doctors and medicines here, and I was expecting Lang Zhong you brought to see the disease, but your Lang Zhong also fell ill - so peace of mind to talk to the old man here." Look at it or not, you probably won't survive tonight. ”

"Ying Daxia should know what is below. Below is Liu Gongzan - now we meet for the first time. My ...... Old friend, the murderer Meng Ao, should be in Ying Daxia's castle. ”

He might as well not say anything about this comfort. Ying Ran listened to it and became even more anxious. After all, they are all people from the castle. has been together for a long time, and they are all cronies. Now, if all of them are lost, it will be a great loss. But he is also a person who can also observe words and feelings. He found that Liu Laodao's face and tone were a little strange.

Some precautions and vigilance.

He settled down, glanced at the black knife lying on the ground next to him, and arched his hand: "Ghost operator Liu Gongzan." I have heard of the name for a long time. Then there's something to ask. ”

Liu Laodao was like a kind elder and a loyal old servant in front of Li Yunxin. Now that Li Yunxin is not talking to Ying Ran alone, the aura of the rivers and lakes that has been hidden in his body for a long time has returned. He sat behind the fire, and the light of the fire reflected his face—it seemed that he had really regained the demeanor of the ghost operator of the past, and it seemed unfathomable, indistinguishable from good and evil.

I saw him smile and pull out a stick of wood from the fire in front of him, so that the fire would be smaller. Then he raised his eyes and asked: "My dragon king asked Ying Daxia to bring people to Weicheng, I know about this." Ying Daxia really came this time, it can be seen that he is a person who keeps promises, and the Dragon King must be happy. It's just that there is one thing that is not very clear. ”

"Mr. Liu, please speak. ”

"You saw Jiaxin's child outside the city and rescued her. I had already told my two friends outside what had happened. I listened to it and admired Ying Daxia's chivalrous courage. But-Ying Daxia snatched people from under the hands of the Taoist priests, but he was unharmed. Not only are you unharmed, but even those under your hands are unharmed. This is not very clear to the old man. Liu Gongzan looked at him with blazing eyes, "What did Ying Daxia say?"

Ying was silent for a while and sneered: "There's nothing to say." There are many reasons to be unharmed - the Taoist priest has a lot of demons in his hands and doesn't care. The Taoist priest was afraid that he would delay the time to arrange the magic circle, so he didn't catch up. I think it's reasonable to say anything about it, after all, it's an immortal, not a secular person. But if Mr. Liu is suspicious, even if the Taoist priest is standing here right now and saying the reason, you still have doubts. ”

Liu Gongzan twisted his beard and smiled: "Ying Daxia is reasonable. But the Dragon King has said that he never believes in coincidences and the unusual. Seeing that he has been doing things for a long time, Lao Dao also thinks like this. So this one, I think so. ”

He said that he restrained his expression here, and waved to Ying Resolutely: "Ying Daxia come in and sit." It's getting late, and it looks like it's going to rain. ”

Ying resolutely hesitated slightly, picked up the black knife on the ground and walked into the house.

Coincidentally. As soon as he entered the house, the wind picked up outside. The roof tiles were scraped slightly, and the grass bowed its heads. After two breaths, raindrops the size of beans fell, and after another breath, the wind had already whined in with the rain curtain, and the ground was dusty.

But Liu Gongzan took out a talisman from his sleeve and offered it in his mouth, and the wind in the hall suddenly weakened and turned into a breeze that made people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Ying was slightly stunned. He only knew Liu Gongzan's identity in the past, but he didn't expect him to be proficient in the Dao Method—to such a point!

But after this stunned, he felt that he couldn't lose his momentum. Picking up a stake that had not been chopped into firewood, he sat down and said, "This is also a coincidence." What does Mr. Liu think?"

He looked at the rain outside—the wind turned into a small tornado in the patio. The raindrops were swept up by the tornado one by one, turning into a bright white whirlpool, and pouring their heads and faces on the ground and the roof. The tiles clattered and fell, as if the three rooms were about to collapse.

Liu Gongzan smiled again: "This is not a coincidence. You should know when you come that it's easy to get in and hard to get out. Actually, we are trapped here by the masters. I don't know what the master has in mind, but there is no malice in it. As a result, the climate here is abnormal, and such heavy storms are not uncommon. When a fist-sized hailstone, plum, fish, and meat are smashed in the sky, it is not unusual. ”

"Let's not mention these for the time being, just talk about Ying Daxia. Liu Gongzan didn't care how surprised Ying Ran looked, "What Lao Dao was thinking about was that Ying Daxia and his party happened to meet Yu Gongzi. I happened to meet Jiaxin just outside the city. It just so happened that those Taoist priests didn't chase after them because of something...... These are just right, but it's a bit much. ”

"If I were to say it, I would beware of the Taoist priests using you as bait. My dragon king - outsiders say he is cruel, but in fact his heart is warm. I know that what he says is not necessarily what he thinks in his heart. If you, the son of the Yu family, go to him with Jiaxin, it will be difficult for him to turn you away. A few days ago, I got the news that the Dragon King was in some kind of prohibition, and the Daoist wanted to rush in, but they had no choice but to take the Dragon King. Think about it again...... I think that those Taoist priests are playing this abacus. ”

Liu Laodao sighed slightly, and stirred the long spoon in his hand in the crockpot, causing a burst of aroma.

Not far away, the three flowers smelled this smell, and their eyes widened. But it seems that he still remembered that Lao Dao had quarreled with her before, so he reluctantly glanced at it again, don't go overboard.

"That's why I brought you in. Liu Laodao looked at Ying Ran, "This is also a prohibition." There is only one small world. There is this courtyard, and the courtyard is on the cliff. Further out there is fog. I walked in and will walk back again. If you are outside, you will either go to my dragon king and make him in a dilemma. Either they can't find it, or they may be killed by a Taoist priest. Although I don't know what year and month I can go out, after all, outsiders don't dare to come easily. This is one of the things we can do for the Dragon King - not to trouble him at this juncture. ”

Ying resolutely took a deep breath and looked at Liu Laodao: "I said outside before that Li Yunxin might be, and the two outside only told me that he had a big plan and didn't have to worry." Now that I have heard you say this, I feel that Mr. Liu is not very optimistic about the situation of your dragon king. If he really isn't optimistic in the future...... Aren't we going to be trapped here?"

"In the world, where is there a perfect solution. Liu Laodao smiled, "At this time, I have made everything clear with you, that is, to tell you and settle down." You are a martial artist who doesn't know the Tao, and you can't get out. Don't do unnecessary things. The other thing is to wait – to see if anyone will come. Once someone comes, it means that what I think is true, and you are indeed bait. If the Dao Sect uses you secular people as bait, then we don't have to worry about the situation of the Dragon King—that means that the Dao Sect has nothing to do about the prohibition that protects him, and we have to make this decision. ”

"Come on. After talking about it for so long, come and get something to eat. The insider is sick, and only these can make up for her. ”

After Liu Laodao finished speaking, he got up and took three large wooden bowls from behind him.

It was stormy outside, and it was already dark. There was only one bonfire in the room, but the light was only five paces away, and the rest was pitch black. When Liu Laodao stood up, he casually threw the talisman into the fire, and the bonfire became even brighter, illuminating the entire room.

It was only then that he was able to get a glimpse of the whole house—he glanced at the eastern corner, and immediately jumped to his feet, a fine cold sweat oozing from his back.

In the east corner, there was half a person lying there. He could only see the silhouette of a human figure resting on the ground in the dim light. But half of his body had been eaten, and his skin was pale, as if he had no clothes.

The first thought that came to his mind was demon cannibalism. The second thought was the safety of his subordinates. However, before his third thought came to him, Liu Laodao had already laughed. He laughed and pulled out a piece of wood from the campfire and threw it so that Ying could see more clearly: "It's not a person. ”

Liu Laodao said casually, "It's just like a human being." The taste is beautiful, especially tender. ”

It should be decided that only then can I see clearly, and it seems to be an aquatic thing. The meat underneath the skin is baby pink, like lamb's meat. In the past, it should have been hands and feet, but since it has been eaten half, now that I can see it clearly, the feeling of "being like a human" has been greatly reduced.

But he still looked at Liu Laodao in disbelief, and then at Sanhua Niangniang: "You guys are eating-"

"Demons. Liu Laodao smiled, "Ying Daxia thinks that eating demons is different from eating people?"

You can't answer that. Instead, he looked into the jar.

I don't know what condiments Liu Laodao added to cook. The broth in the jar was already about to bottom out and bubble. The yellow soup is sticky, and there are four or five square pieces of pork belly. The golden fat and crispy lean meat are layered on top of each other, and they tremble in the soup with churning bubbles, each time giving off a rich aroma. There were still some yams and other things in the jar, and they were also full of soup and fat at the moment—in the eyes of the hungry Ying Ran......

It's delicious.

Looking at this thing, and thinking about Liu Laodao's question, he didn't know what to say. I had to turn my head and look away.

As a result, I was shocked again!

On the east side of the house lay the remains of half a demon. On the west side of the house, there is one more!

It's just that this thing looks scary compared to the remnants of demons—it's a skeleton. But it's not a white skeleton. The skeleton was covered with red and white sinew, as if a person had been skinned and torn off a lot of flesh. But there are blood vessels clinging to it...... There's even blood flowing!

It is absolutely unaware of who has been subjected to such torture. But just as he was about to ask, Liu Laodao had already smiled again.

"This one, but it's not a demon, it's a human. You don't recognize it, but it's famous. ”

"The most talented female cultivator in the Dao Tong Langya Cave Heaven, Ling Kongzi, is her. He said as he looked at the monstrous figure, "It's still growing." After a while, I won't be so scared of people!"

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I made altar meat today. (To be continued.) )