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Chapter 236 Everyone is Ruthless
A group of people just broke up unhappy, and all rushed into the manor angrily.

And there were also three people mixed in during the period. Chu Sheng watched the two young masters enter the manor with veins throbbing on his forehead. Although his eyes never fell on the two of them, the expression on his face was quite ferocious. .Yan Bufan was beside him, and he also felt something wrong with Chu Sheng's murderous aura, so he asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Chu Sheng took a deep breath, slowly withdrew his gaze, and slowly withdrew his murderous intent, his eyes drooped slightly, and he pursed his lips in silence.

The old housekeeper was struck by the young master's murderous aura, and he was breathing heavily. He fell to the ground and felt miserable, with a look of fear on his face.

All the people who ignored him, an octogenarian, walked into the manor without hesitation. The old butler couldn't help sighing, but he stretched out a palm in front of him and pulled him up.

"Don't worry about it, old people. This group of Jiang Hu people are used to being rude. Why bother to be as knowledgeable as them." Chu Sheng smiled and patted the dust off his clothes, and introduced himself: "I am a friend of Mr. Li on a daily basis. I think Mr. Li died suddenly, so I went to a banquet to see him off."

"It's just this. How can it become a wedding banquet? It's really confusing."

In the background of a group of reckless men, the old housekeeper certainly had a good impression of Chu Sheng and explained to him: "A man told my master that there is a way to make the young master live from death."

In the words, he explained the man's behavior, but he heard the little Taoist Feng Yu's face was solemn, and even Yan Bufan could hear something wrong, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Xian Silang laughed and said: "The world is very stupid. There is no way to bring the dead back to life. Even the gods on land would not dare to boast about such a thing."

Yan Bufan asked Feng Yu in a low voice: "This matter is very strange. The method of that person is not the method of raising corpses taught by the corpse god?"

Feng Yu nodded slightly and agreed with his judgment: "The method of raising corpses should be correct."

"Red blood and cinnabar are evil things. Sealing the three gates and seven orifices should be to construct a closed gate and promote the birth of corpses. The shark lamp is a lamp for the shadows, and humans have three life lamps. The shark lamp returns to its place. The most sinister technique."

"The Tibetan 'five-color cloth' is actually a cloth for offering sacrifices to the dead."

"It's just the magic method of virgin blood, I really don't know."

While whispering, Feng Yu suddenly asked the old housekeeper: "Master Li used to be very good at life, so why did he pass away so suddenly? What was the reason? If he was harmed by others, as his friends, we will definitely not I will stand by and watch!”

The old housekeeper sighed; "It's great that you have such thoughts, but the cause of my son's death is really weird."

The old butler led them into the manor, which was quite a big place. As he led them to the wedding banquet, the old butler also recalled the situation at that time.

Thinking about the young master's death, it is really weird, he just went out for a normal trip, but when he came back, something was wrong.

At the beginning, the performance was three buckets of food for one meal, and then he drank several liters of water raw. I really don't know how that thin body can hold so much food.

For three days in a row, the young master ate more and more, but became thinner and thinner. In three days, he was as thin as a bamboo pole.

The master invited several famous doctors to see him, but none of them could see what was wrong. The night after these people left, the young master vomited three liters of black blood, and fell on his back on the bed without a sound.

As a result, the master fainted.

When the old housekeeper dealt with the dirty blood afterwards, he found that something seemed to be swimming in the blood.

"The thing was as thin as a worm, with a slender body and a blood-red color. It was swimming around in the blood. I only took one look at it and was so frightened." As he said that, the old housekeeper looked around and whispered; "Actually, from what I've seen, I'm afraid the young master might have provoked something dirty outside and come back."

The so-called "unclean" things in his mouth are of course not ghosts and gods, but "gu insects".

There are young tribesmen gathering in the mountains and forests of Bingzhou. They are good at using voodoo. The old housekeeper is older, so he knows something about this.

As he spoke, the old housekeeper invited the three of them to sit in front of and under a table, confess a crime, and then go and get busy.

Feng Yu looked around, there were lights and festoons everywhere, but they were all dressed up like a wedding banquet, and there might be dozens of tables for the banquets here.

At the front are naturally two old men who have no plans and no intentions, but at the same table with them there are some refined characters, and their manners are naturally a bit magnanimous.Presumably, it should be a big man who has joined the Sanji religion here, and at the other table are Xuanzi and Mingzi. The people at the table with them are some flattering and gentle guys with smiles on their faces. A missionary who walks around and wins people over.

Xuanzi and Mingzi looked livid. Looking at the person accompanying the banquet, they knew their status in the eyes of the host.

Feng Yu withdrew his gaze. Although the people at the same table were all members of the Sanji Sect, most of them were inferior in martial arts, so he used his internal force to transmit the sound, and said: "I have already figured out the relationship during this period."

"The death of Mr. Li is inescapably related to the man mentioned by the old housekeeper."

Between the words, the banquet started first, and the dishes had been brought to the table by the servants here like running water.

Chu Sheng and the others looked at the dishes on the table, the expressions on their faces were extraordinarily exciting, they all fell silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

The smile on Yan Bufan's face also stagnated, he laughed dryly and said helplessly: "I have never seen such a strange banquet in the past few decades."

Feng Yu's face was also pale, looking at the dishes with a confused expression, and asked uncertainly: "Is this grub?"

The people at the same table went to pick up the food indifferently, but their mouths were full of food. Seeing their hesitant expressions, they persuaded them: "Don't you know? Then Mr. Li made it clear when he invited me to the banquet that he would find some weird things." Give me the stuff and wait for a taste."

Feng Yu also smiled helplessly, "This is really weird."

On the contrary, Chu Sheng didn't seem to be surprised. He took a piece and bit it into his mouth. It creaked, and the taste was quite delicious.

Seeing several people looking over, he smiled and said: "It's okay. I know this thing, it's called 'Cicada Monkey'."

"In the past, there was this thing at the Yanchi Banquet at the Orchid Pavilion."

"That's just a grub."

Xian Shilang also took a piece of the entrance, nodded, and suddenly realized that these were the foods he dug up when he was so hungry and fainted, and they were extremely tasty even after cooking.

Feng Yu didn't move his chopsticks, and Chu Sheng didn't try to persuade him. Everyone thought that "a dung beetle turned into a cicada", and "Lun Heng" also said: "The grub turned into fuyu, and fuyu turned into cicada." But Chu Sheng was thinking in his heart. It is natural to understand that dung beetles are dung beetles and cicada monkeys are cicada monkeys. They are two unrelated things.

But then, apart from serving a dish of "drunken shrimp" to eat, it was really disgusting.

Even Chu Sheng was in a difficult situation. In front of him was an egg with half of its shell removed. There were already traces of head, wings, and feet inside. It was the hatching of a chicken and an egg.

Some people laughed at them and said: "You don't understand. This dish is called 'living pearl', it is Jinling's delicacy, and it is an excellent tonic!"

Chu Sheng and several people looked at each other, and they all shook their heads involuntarily. He looked at another dish, and his face couldn't help but become more bitter. What was on that plate were clearly hairless baby rats, and even the eyes were missing. Open, still crawling ignorantly.

Feng Yu immediately threw away his chopsticks, chanted something, and immediately ran away to vomit.

"I don't know much about it." The man was really a gluttonous eater, and he snorted out of nowhere, "This is a rare thing, the snow maggots from Chuzhou and Daxue Mountain, and they were tributed to the emperor's old man to eat. "

"But of course these are not honey chirps. They are called 'three chirps'!"

While speaking, he clamped the baby mouse with iron-tipped chopsticks, but there was a "squeak" sound.

"This is the first sound." Between the words, when it was dipped in seasoning again, there was another "squeak".

When the baby rat entered the room, it let out one last "squeak", hence the name Three Squeaks.

Chu Sheng was silent for a long time, and saw that Xian Silang had already moved his chopsticks to pick it up. He was living in the rivers and lakes. Nausea.

After looking at each other for a moment with Yan Bufan, they both stood up at the same time. Chu Sheng smiled bitterly and clasped his fists and said:

"Everyone is a ruthless person. I am really. Farewell!"

(End of this chapter)