The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

In Chongshi Town, Si Qingyu did his homework before coming and listened to Bai Wuchang talk about this past.

Once upon a time, this place was called Xue Gu Town, where most of the people there were Gu Masters.

Coincidentally, this Insect-Eating Town was the town where Mu Min, the founder of the Mu family's Gu Master, was born and raised before he came out of seclusion.

Later, he became famous for controlling countless blood-蓮 insects, but unfortunately, it was a bad reputation rather than a good one.

Rumor has it that Mu Min is extremely vicious, cunning, bloodthirsty and cruel. He doesn't even have any grudges. He feeds his poisonous insects with people from wherever he likes, just based on his own pleasure.

The blood-filled insects once caused a bloody storm and killed countless powerful cultivators. Several sects and factions within the jurisdiction of Dingkun Sect were massacred because of the blood-filled insects.

It is simply a nightmare for the world of cultivation.

Dingkun Sect surrounded and wiped out the Gu Masters in Xuegu Town and killed them all. Later, it renamed it Chongshi Town, which means that there will be no more insect pest disasters and all the insects will be devoured.

Heard is heard, rumor is rumor. So many years have passed, and history is told orally by those who survived.

No matter what the truth is, Si Qingyu feels that given Dingkun Sect's nature, there might be some twists and turns in it.

Soon, they arrived at the Insect-eaten Town.

This place is remote, not prosperous or gorgeous. From a distance, there is an ancient wooden carved plaque about two meters high with three large characters "Chongshi Town" written on it.

There are not many monks on the move, and they are at the border of the area under the jurisdiction of Dingkun Sect.

What was strange was that at the town’s boundary marker, there were monks wearing the uniforms of Dingkun Sect disciples guarding it, and there were not just one, but three.

When Si Qingyu and the others wanted to go forward, they were stopped by the monks of Dingkun Sect.

"Who is coming?" asked the cultivator stationed in Dingkun Sect.

Si Qingyu stepped forward and said with a smile, "Oh, we are casual cultivators, traveling here and want to find a place to stay.

May I ask the three Taoist friends if there is an inn here where we can stay overnight?"

At this time, they had taken off the Taoist robes of the Renxin Sect and put on very ordinary gray and white Taoist robes.

The five people all had their hair tied into a bun and pinned with a wooden hairpin.

Although the five people have outstanding looks, their attire makes them very inconspicuous among a crowd. It is obvious at first glance that they have no status and are very poor.

Si Qingyu is responsible for talking, and the four senior brothers are responsible for following. That’s all. At this moment, there is no need for them to perform.

After looking them over, the disciples of Dingkun Sect did not become suspicious and let them enter the town.

Because Si Qingyu had a good attitude and was beautiful, the disciples of Dingkun Sect said a few more words, "For some reason, this town has been seriously invaded by demons. Occasionally, demons will take advantage of people's carelessness and attach themselves to them, sucking the flesh and blood of cultivators. Everyone, please be careful when you go in!"

Si Qingyu thanked them and went into the town with his four brothers.

This town is not only not prosperous, it can be said to be quite desolate.

In the small shop on the street, the owner and the waiter were both drowsy.

The signboard of a rice noodle shop was crumbling, and no one cared.

Si Qingyu brought four fellow brothers into a tavern and ordered the specialty dishes on display.

Each person had two large bowls of rice noodles, a wild mushroom hotpot, as well as tofu pudding, zheergen, baba, and flower cakes... Si Qingyu ordered one of each of their specialty dishes.

The shopkeeper and the waiter were all stunned. What a generous little Taoist priest with such a big appetite. Unfortunately, they had not expected to receive such a large order today and had not prepared so many dishes.

The shopkeeper bowed and stepped forward with an apologetic smile, "Dear guests, please forgive me for being so talkative. There are so many, can you all finish them?"

The five people said almost in unison, "We can finish it!"

Si Qingyu even took out a top-grade spirit stone.

The shopkeeper raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his face, then gritted his teeth and told the truth.

"To be honest with you, business has been bad in recent years. Demons are swarming frequently here, and there's not much business. We don't have that many ingredients prepared. We only have... rice noodles. Do you want some?" After the shopkeeper finished speaking, his heart was broken.

He can’t earn the spiritual stones right in front of him!

Si Qingyu asked casually, "What do you mean by frequent occurrence of demons? When we came in just now, there were disciples from Dingkun Sect stationed at the boundary marker.

We are wandering cultivators, passing through here and want to find a place to rest. We hope the shopkeeper can say a few more words so that we can avoid danger."

Si Qingyu handed the top-grade spirit stone to the shopkeeper. One top-grade spirit stone was enough to buy this small shop.

After the shopkeeper received it, he smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed and he started talking more. "I wonder if you have heard about Mushui Village under the jurisdiction of Renxin Sect before?

It’s the small village that specializes in making magic elixirs.”

Si Qingyu nodded, and the other four also nodded, "I've heard about it."

The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said, "I am one of the earliest people to come here to make a living. This year I am over 200 years old. I don't seek immortality, but just want to live a long and happy life.

This place was originally quite peaceful, and I earned quite a bit of money, until... the young master of the Si family came here with his wife, and quite a few cultivators died, their spiritual energy being sucked away by the demons, and they were transformed into demons and killed.

I heard that his wife is good at witchcraft and is a witch doctor!

Wow, isn’t this a coincidence?

Most likely, the rampant demons here are related to them."

Si Qingyu was just thinking about what the shopkeeper said when he heard a scream behind him. The waiter suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Demon Seed, hurry up, shopkeeper, there are two demon seeds."

Upon hearing this, the four brothers and sisters of Si Qingyu turned around and looked in the direction of the waiter, and they all mobilized spiritual power in their palms.

Then, they saw the waiter jumping around and stomping on something frantically with the shopkeeper who rushed over. After stomping on it several times, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The shopkeeper waved his hands at them and said, "It's okay, it's okay, dear guests, it's okay, the demon was crushed to death by us.

You can eat with peace of mind. We guarantee that our rice noodles are very clean, all made from pure rice, and there is absolutely no demon seed in them. We have checked each bowl one by one."

Si Qingyu: “…”

Why does this demon sound like a bug?

Full of curiosity, she stood up and walked over to see what this demon species was, but it was the same demon species they were familiar with.