This store owner is also a narrow-minded person.
The twenty or so people from the White Lotus Sect arranged six tables, spread out next to Li Changan's table, and happened to surround the three of them in the middle.
He rubbed his hands and stood aside with a smile, just like a farmer waiting for a silly rabbit to hit the tree stump.
With this kind of behavior, both sides in the field became more and more unwilling to take action, and they only remained in a tense stalemate.
The actor inside changed the song again, played the pipa, and his voice drifted faintly this way.
"Walking to the top and staying in the fields, how majestic is the solitary tomb... May I ask whose land is buried under the wormwood..."
In the sad song, the scholar suddenly smiled:
"Since your husband is able to condescend and condescend, we can do our best, but..." He picked up the cup and said "sincerely": "The noble young master of the White Lotus Sect, followed me and ate the leftovers from the table. I’m afraid I’ve lost face.”
Zuo Shi glanced at the untouched dishes on the table.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you eat or drink. The key is to look at the person."
"well said."
The scholar clapped his hands.
"In this case, we can't be stingy, so..."
He waved to the store owner.
"Shopkeeper!"
"Come on!"
"Remove all the dishes from this table."
He faced six tables of people with more than twenty pairs of eyes and said clearly word by word:
"I'm going to order it again."
If you don’t want to follow suit, then look carefully!
………………
Not long after, the table between Li Changan and three people was cleared.
Facing those cold, angry, or hostile eyes, the scholar straightened his chest and raised his finger to order the food.
"Plain cut pork head."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man on the table next to him immediately shouted.
"Plain cut pork head."
"Suet-fat leek cake."
"Suet-fat leek cake."
"Steamed duck."
"Steamed duck."
…
The scholar ordered the name of the dish, and the old man followed suit. Not long after, seven tables were filled with identical drinks and dishes.
Steamed, fried, and full of meat and vegetables, the aroma is overflowing.
Everyone in the field had been working hard all night and had eaten enough due to the wind and rain, and everyone was tired and hungry. Now a table of sumptuous food and wine is right in front of them. Everyone is secretly swallowing their saliva, but no one dares to take action.
Who dares to eat the food from this ghost market?
But no one is willing to refuse to eat, and no one dares to say not to eat. Who knows what rules this store, or rather this City God's inn, has set.
What will happen if you eat it? What will happen if you don’t eat? No one knows.
The group of people could only keep their eyes fixed on the scholar. They were all veterans, and they all saw it: the bearded man, the Taoist priest, and the scholar. Among the three of them, the scholar who really understood the ways of this ghost market was the scholar.
It can be said that the twenty or so people of the White Lotus Sect are all experts in the world. Although their magical powers are no longer available in this ghost town inn, their prestige is still there. Most people are in the public eye because they are trembling with each other and unable to control themselves.
But the scholar was very leisurely, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and then slowly picked up the wine glass.
Oh, I have to drink first!
The people in the White Lotus Sect over there immediately learned the lesson and raised their cups in unison.
However, the scholar here shook his head and put down the wine glass again.
The people in the White Lotus Sect over there quickly threw the cups away, as if there were thorns growing on them.
The scholar picked up the pork head with chopsticks; everyone in the White Lotus Sect followed suit.
The scholar tore off a duck leg; everyone in the White Lotus Sect rushed to grab the steamed duck.
The scholar put aside his elegance and shook off his cheeks to show his true colors; the churchgoers over there showed their true colors as green forest warriors, and they started fighting at the dinner table.
…………
And just when this group of people were eating with their mouths full of oil, a disturbing voice suddenly sounded.
"Bang."
But Li Changan picked up the chopsticks instead of picking up the food, and instead knocked on the plate rudely.
"Wait a minute."
"What?" the scholar asked out of curiosity.
Li Changan didn't rush to answer. He waited for more than twenty pairs of eyes to look over, then raised his voice and made a "confused" look.
"Since this is an inn in a ghost market, of course the food sold is for ghosts to eat. But can humans also eat the food that ghosts eat?"
After saying this sentence, someone in the White Lotus Sect immediately showed ridicule. The Taoist priest was startled and thought about bluffing people, and the scholar would also eat it...
"The Taoist priest reminds me that you really can't eat it!"
Unexpectedly, the scholar nodded as if he suddenly understood, unfolded his sleeves, and took out a plate from the wide sleeves of his scholar's robe.
I saw that none of the things he had eaten before were piled on the plate.
There was a deathly silence.
The masters of the White Lotus Sect are all as stupid as chickens, and with their bulging cheeks, they look particularly funny.
"Pfft...hahaha!"
The bearded man, who had been keeping silent and drinking with his head covered, shrugged and finally couldn't help laughing loudly. The Taoist priest quickly gave him a look, don't be too busy laughing, the play hasn't finished yet.
He suppressed his laughter and cleared his throat.
"It is said that the food and clothing used by ghosts are all transformed from things in the world, and poor Taoists have little knowledge..." The Taoist priest picked up the meat on the table with his chopsticks. "What do scholars think these foods are really like?"
"Maybe it's human flesh?"
Someone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Still dead human flesh."
Someone was retching.
"Maggot-infested, rotten, pus-oozing flesh of a dead human being."
This time, everyone is pressing their throats. But the scholar and the Taoist priest sang and sang together, and they were very interested, but they still kept talking.
"With corpse poison."
"How did you eat?"
"The intestines were pierced and the stomach was rotten, and he died."
"Fortunately, I didn't eat."
"I didn't eat either."
"Only fools eat it."
"Only fools eat it."
The two of them sang in harmony and toasted each other contentedly, completely ignoring the twenty or so people who were holding their throats, with tears and runny noses pouring out, but they couldn't spit anything out. For a while, the sound of retching could not be heard, and even the actors' singing and playing were suppressed.
It took a long time to calm down, but the Taoist priest spoke again.
"Wait a minute."
Everyone in the White Lotus Sect trembled when they heard the sound.
"If I can't eat the food, can I still drink this wine?"
Everyone stared at the wine glasses, and the scholar chuckled.
"Taoist Priest is overly worried. If it is poisonous, the three of us drank a lot earlier and would have developed an attack long ago."
After hearing these words, everyone in the White Lotus Sect felt a little relieved, but they didn't dare to believe it completely. I won't look at the scholar this time. This guy is very good at magic tricks. Instead, he stared at the Taoist priest and the bearded man, watching them put the wine glasses to their mouths, and clearly saw their throats rolling.
One by one, they picked up the drinks and poured them into their bellies. I had retched before, but nothing came out. Although there was no physical reaction, there was always some psychological shadow. It felt better after a glass of wine.
Even Zuo Shi Bai Lian looked livid and tried his best to maintain a calm and unhurried demeanor. After pouring the wine, he took a sip of half a glass.
"Bang."
The damn Taoist priest struck his chopsticks again.
"Wait a minute, it's still wrong."
"How to say?"
"It seems we brought the wine ourselves."
"Right."
"Then what kind of wine is served in the store?"
"Maybe it's toad urine."
"How did you eat?"
"The intestines were pierced and the stomach was rotten, and he died."
"Fortunately I didn't drink."
"I didn't drink either."
"Only fools drink."
"Only fools drink."
………………
"Your mother!"
The people of the White Lotus Sect are all heroes in the green forest, and none of them have a bad temper. How can they endure these repeated cleansings? Immediately, someone started slapping the table with dirty words, but the store owner on the side turned his eyes to this side, and the anger was extinguished by the basin of cold water, and San San sat back down.
Even Zuo Shi Bai Lian was furious, and his deliberate demeanor was gone. The pottery wine glass shattered into pieces in his hands, the sharp fragments pierced his palm, and the bright red wine spilled all over the floor.
He stared at the three of them.
"If you have any other suggestions, you might as well share them with me!"
Although the other party was already furious, the three of them, especially the scholar, were not the ones who would just give up when things got good.
"I don't dare to take it seriously, but I really have it..."
"how?"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Lian's eyes flashed coldly and he interrupted in a bad tone.
"You can't eat the food or drink the wine. Is it possible that you can't sit on this stool?!"
"Where are you talking about?"
The scholar smiled and waved his hand.
"Ashamed to say it."
He said this without any hint of shame on his face.
"I've been short on money lately, so I can still barely pay for the food and drinks for this table..."
With that said, the scholar called the shopkeeper and asked how much the food and wine on the table cost.
The shopkeeper picked up the abacus and dialed it.
"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. Strangely enough, in the hands of the scholar it was still paper money, but in the hands of the shopkeeper it turned into two ingots of silver ingots.
Forget it, he pointed to the six tables in the surrounding White Lotus Sect one by one.
"...I can't do anything about the six tables of food and wine served by Zuo Shi's subordinates."
"No effort and no expense!"
Although he knew there must be something evil going on, Bai Lianzuo still signaled the old man to settle the bill.
However.
The silver that the old man took out fell into the hands of the shopkeeper, and turned into a few pieces of gravel. He exchanged it for gold, but it turned into pieces of yellow clay. He had no choice but to raise copper coins, but before he handed them over, they turned into pieces of clay. A handful of rotten leaves.
"Small business is not easy, so customers should stop joking."
The shopkeeper's voice was faint, and the White Lotus disciples present were breaking out in cold sweat.
So, someone immediately tore off the jade pendant from his waist, and when he handed it over, it turned into rotten tree bark; when he knocked off the pearl inlaid on the scabbard, it turned into a dead fish eyeball in the blink of an eye... No matter what kind of gold or silver treasure, it was here and now. It has become worthless rotten wood!
"Is it possible that the guest has no money?"
The store owner's voice was tepid, but everyone in the White Lotus Sect shuddered. They had no choice but to look at their master.
Commander Bai Lianzuo took a sip. He did not look at his subordinates or the shop. Instead, he stared at the three of them. However, the three of them didn't react at all and just drank contentedly.
Is Tu Qiong Dagger seeing you here?
He thought to himself, and finally turned to deal with the store owner.
"City God, don't pretend to be pretentious. If you like something on me that can be used to offset your debt, just tell me!"
Li Changan, who was watching with cold eyes, felt a slight movement in his heart when he heard these words. He thought of the ghost market he entered by mistake when he first came to this world, the bowl of noodles with human heads, and the stall owner who asked for his life.
"Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, can it be done anywhere?"
The shopkeeper nodded, showing his white teeth.
………………
"Young Master, save..."
The screams stopped abruptly.
There seemed to be no big changes in the inn. It was still noisy inside and silent outside. Only the blood stains on the ground winding towards the back kitchen of the inn silently told what happened here.
Since you don’t have money to pay the bill, you can pay it with your life!
One tael of silver for a life, the price is very fair, at least more fair than those selling women in butcher shops.
However, the broken plates, tables and stools on the floor, as well as the new wounds on some people's bodies, told that the process of selecting "wine and food money" was not very fair.
The scholar took a hearty drink. The more embarrassed the White Lotus Sect became, the happier he felt. As for the masters of the White Lotus Sect in the field, no matter who he bumped into, he had to think carefully. But now, with just a little trick, more than ten people were eliminated.
"Why bother? You've lost your life for food and wine that you can't eat."
Bai Lianzuo's face was already black as a pot, and the scholar said these sarcastic words in his ears, which made his eyes almost burst into flames.
"Don't be too happy, wait until the ghost market is over and see who can have the last laugh!"
"Ha." This little threat was just a breeze to the scholar. "You've passed the test of the inn, but you don't think that after all the trouble we put in to lure you here, we're just going to..."
suddenly.
"well."
The Taoist sighed deeply and interrupted the scholar's words.
Bai Lian Zuo Shi turned his gloomy gaze over. "What? The Taoist priest also has some advice."
"No."
The Taoist priest shook his head.
"I'm just expressing my appreciation for your good intentions."
As soon as the words came out, the scholar and the bearded man were stunned when they heard it, and they all looked over in surprise. This sentence was not in the script.
"oh."
The anger on Bai Lianzuo's face gradually calmed down, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his slender eyes revealed the arrogance in his bones.
"The Taoist priest discovered it."
The Taoist smiled and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Half of my body is numb. If I don't stay alert, I'm afraid I'll become a fool."
The scholar's expression changed when he heard this. After the Taoist priest reminded him, he was shocked to find that his lower body was unconscious. He suddenly looked down and saw that from the waist down, half of his body was covered by an extremely thin layer of water film, with a few strands of blood squirming like worms in it.
That glass of wine? !
After the sudden realization, the scholar was both annoyed and surprised. What's annoying is that I was so complacent that I had everything under control before, but what's surprising is not why the other party can cast spells? But, if it weren't for the Taoist priest's reminder, he wouldn't have noticed it from beginning to end.
"Psychiatry."
Yan Xinglie, who had been silent all night, revealed the answer.
"It is said that the White Lotus Sect is good at manipulating people's hearts and confusing people's souls, and its soul-obsessing skills are unparalleled in the world. When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation."
The scholar smiled bitterly. He still didn't understand why. Although he seemed to be playing tricks on his opponent, he gradually fell deeper under the subtle influence of the opponent's spells. If the Taoist priest hadn't reminded him in time, he would have shaken all his cards.
But he still had a question.
"When did you get tricked?"
"From the first time you saw me."
He gave the answer in a calm tone, and then took out the sheep transformed by the White Lotus Saint from under the table. After careful inspection, he breathed a sigh of relief. After a hard night's pursuit, he finally snatched back his daughter-in-law who had not passed the door. It was not in vain that he had taken the risk and made a fool of himself with the enemy.
"coming."
But suddenly, the scholar said something nonsense.
Bai Lian Zuo Shi raised his head suspiciously upon hearing this, but was surprised to find that there was no trace of frustration or annoyance on the faces of the three of them. His brows twitched, and a sense of crisis suddenly emerged in his heart.
"What's coming?"
The scholar's smile was a little weird.
"Didn't Zuo Shi hear that? The sound of advocacy."
Amidst the hustle and bustle coming from outside the building, some encouragement could indeed be vaguely heard. He listened carefully and found that the sound was getting louder, closer, and clearer. He could clearly distinguish short flutes, cymbals, and drums. The tunes were solemn and solemn, and the sound was majestic, just like some prince's ceremonial guard. asymptotically.
"what is that?"
The scholar did not answer, but asked another question.
"Have you ever heard of the origin of the Pingye City God?"
"reason?"
The sense of crisis in Bai Lianzuo's heart became more and more urgent. He still wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly, the ground beneath his feet shook suddenly.
The roof beams creaked, dust rustled down, and all kinds of screams could be heard.
"The earth dragon has turned over!"
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