The birthday banquet is about to begin, and there is still an important guest missing.
Su Qingyu waited patiently.
A Taoist priest arrived late.
He was wearing a yellow Taoist robe with a white belt tied around his waist. The sleeves of his robe were fluttering in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.
Seeing Su Qingyu and Zhao Zhiyan, the Taoist priest stretched out his hand to bow.
"I was invited by the old warlord to attend the birthday banquet."
Su Qingyu responded: "Please hurry up and take your seat. The birthday banquet is about to begin. Your seat is next to the master."
[Safe City] Rule 7.
[Before the birthday banquet begins, prepare enough white paper, silver needles, bells, oil lamps and copper coins.
On the day of the birthday banquet, if someone dressed as a Taoist priest comes to your door, please treat him with courtesy. 】
The Taoist priest had a majestic expression, a long beard on his chin, and deep eyes. He looked like an otherworldly person. He said, "Are the copper coins, silver needles and other items ready?"
These things turned out to be what Taoist priests needed.
Su Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Everything is ready."
"Success or failure depends on today." The Taoist priest gathered up his sleeves and walked in.
The old butler greeted him warmly and led him to the main table.
The Taoist priest sat down in the position next to the old warlord. He put his hand on the wooden box containing the silver needle and closed his eyes to rest.
After everyone arrived, the birthday banquet began.
Those customers who ate the fried meat of the sisters wearing black hats and white hats at the door were like inflated balloons. Their mouths were stained with oil and their bodies swelled, bursting their clothes and exposing their white bellies. .
They sat on the chairs and the chairs sank.
[Safe City] Rule 10.
[The main purpose of the birthday banquet is blessing, not eating.
Don't prepare delicious meals, otherwise fat guests will cause chaos. 】
The delicacies on the table are all made of clay.
The old governor welcomed all the guests present.
"Everyone, you are all prominent figures in Ping An City. It is a fate that we gather here happily today.
No outsiders have set foot in Ping An City for a long time, and now the only one who came in was half of the family.
Let me solemnly introduce to you that the people hosting this sixtieth birthday for me are my eldest son and his newly engaged fiancée, Su Xiaoyu. "
Everyone applauded and turned their attention to Su Qingyu.
Su Qingyu was wearing a cheongsam. She needed to maintain a dignified manner and smile at everyone.
The posture of holding her abdomen in made her a little tired.
"I am getting old, and this world is full of young people after all. On this occasion of my sixtieth birthday, I would like to announce one thing, that is, I have decided to hand over the position of the Lord of Ping An City to my eldest son, Zhao Zhiyan."
The old warlord took the red wine from Zhao Zhili's hand and drank it in one gulp.
Su Qingyu felt inexplicably uneasy when she saw Zhao Zhili and Zhao Zhishan exchange looks.
After the old warlord drank the wine, his eyes became cloudier. His eyes now seemed to have more white eyes and fewer black eyes.
He sat on the birthday chair, breathing heavily: "The banquet has officially begun, please enjoy the food."
There was no wind in the hall, but the bell on the chair was ringing rapidly.
Everyone started to eat.
Drinking and drinking each other.
The few guests who had become obese after eating fried meat outside were sitting in front of the birthday banquet, and their whole bodies exuded an unbearable fishy smell.
"Hungry, so hungry, I want to eat meat...kakaka..."
They stretched out their fat hands, grabbed the dirt from the dinner plate and stuffed it into their mouths, making gurgling sounds.
Those slightly thinner guests took a mouthful of dirt, and then started "Bah, bah, bah!" and cursed in their mouths. There was no reason to let others eat dirt at a birthday party. Their gift money was really wasted.
But the obese guests didn't seem to notice. They ate the dirt hungrily, as if they were afraid that others would take these things away, and licked the residue on their fingers with their rough tongues from time to time.
The soil went down so fast that there was almost no trace of chewing. The soil stretched their stomachs so much that it seemed that if there was more soil, it would crack.
The old Taoist priest looked at this ridiculous scene with a calm expression.
"You did a good job." The old Taoist priest praised Su Qingyu without hesitation.
"Um?"
The Taoist priest patted the wooden box and asked, "Did you prepare these things according to the old governor's requirements?"
Su Qingyu answered truthfully: "Yes."
"Yes, you are very polite and have a sense of awe towards unfamiliar things." The old Taoist priest seemed to hate others questioning him.
"You flatter me."
Su Qingyu suspected that if his attitude was not good enough, he would probably walk away.
The old Taoist priest opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Su Qingyu. He nodded with some satisfaction and said, "For the sake of being so well-behaved, I will tell you one thing. I hope you don't be afraid.
These obese guests became like this because they ate dog meat.
The dogs outside the city were transformed from people who died of hunger. They have a curse on them. If you prepare delicious food and let other guests eat it, these fat men will cut open the stomachs of those guests. , take the food out of the stomach.
Because the food you prepared this time was made of dirt, this tragedy was avoided.
I'd love to know, how did you know to do this? Are you also a practitioner? "
In this world, there are still some capable strangers and hermit masters similar to Bai Huo. After the strangeness comes, they will use their ancestral skills. These skills are not completely useless against pollution.
"I'm just an ordinary person."
This Taoist priest seems to not even know the copy.
He regarded everything that happened in Ping An City as being possessed by evil spirits.
"I'm here this time to help the old warlord exorcise evil spirits. Tonight, the secret door of Ping'an City is wide open, and the evil soldiers are taking advantage of it. The old warlord's body can no longer withstand the impact of evil spirits again. I need to release the dirty things from his body. , to keep him awake.
Girl, you are lucky, you have the opportunity to see my special skills. Later, don’t go too far, I need your help. "
"Okay." Su Qingyu nodded and agreed.
The hour has arrived.
This birthday banquet looks more like the gluttony of demons in hell.
At this time, the bell rang, and the birthday chair began to tremble back and forth. The old warlord struggled violently, with a painful look on his face, and his body seemed to be stuck to the white paper, unable to get up and leave.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the seven lights behind the old warlord began to go out one by one.
"Now! Give me the silver needle!" The old Taoist priest slapped the table and stood up, inserting the silver needle into several acupuncture points of the old warlord.
Countless black energy came out from where the silver needle was inserted.
