The immortal body is called Teevat

Of course, Wu Cheng also noticed that there was something very wrong with this tea shop. It was extremely suspicious that a hunchbacked old man dared to open a tea shop in a deserted place.

It is hard not to believe that this is a place where criminals set up a trap. But Wu Cheng asked himself, has he ever been afraid of these criminals? Are the methods and strength of these criminals better than that of a doctor? No, right? If not, then why should he be afraid?

It's not certain who is afraid of whom. So Wu Cheng pointed to the tea shop and said to the children: "Well, since we can't reach our destination today, let's stay in this quaint house for one night. Come with me and we will stay here today.

The children all agreed. After all, they were really tired after a day's journey. The old man who was cleaning outside the tea shop saw a group of children coming over, and illegal thoughts suddenly arose in his heart.

“Hehehe, a few brats dare to walk alone at night? Humph, they really don’t know how to live or die. Although these kids may not have much money in their pockets. But if these children are sold to Zhidong, they should be able to make a fortune.”

But what the old man didn't know was that he had indeed targeted the wrong person this time. After all, even the weakest of these children could easily kill dozens of ordinary hillbillies. These ordinary criminals were indeed a little too ordinary in the eyes of these children.

Wu Cheng talked to the old man: "Hello, old man, it's too late today and we can't leave. I want to stay here, is that okay? We can pay for it."

The old man looked at Wu Cheng kindly and said, "Okay, I love children the most in my life. I won't charge you for accommodation tonight. I'll arrange it for you right away. By the way, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

The other children did not speak first. Instead, the innocent Deparaide immediately followed the old man's words and said, "Yes, grandpa, we have been walking for a whole day and have not eaten any normal food. We only had dry food for lunch. We are already hungry, hehe."

Then he looked at the 11 children with greedy eyes. After careful observation, he concluded from his years of experience in trafficking children that the oldest of these children was only fourteen or fifteen years old, which was the right age for trafficking.

Although the leading child, who is about fourteen or fifteen years old, cannot be sold for much price, it will still be a big profit if sold to Zhidong. This is a business that makes a lot of money!

Wu Cheng became more alert when he saw the old man's undisguised greed, and began to doubt the old man's true identity. Of course, the other children were still very innocent, and they thought the old man they met was a kind and amiable grandfather, the same type as Hu Xiucheng.

The old man also advised Wu Cheng: "Okay, okay, I run a tea shop in this desolate mountain, and there have been no customers for a long time. This meal will be regarded as a treat for you kids."

Then the old man said: "Come on, come on, let's not go into the house. After all, there are mosquitoes outside at night. It's not good to stay outside. Let's go inside. It's better inside."

The children did not question the old man's behavior and were very much looking forward to what the food would be. After all, they had only eaten a few pieces of dry food to fill their stomachs as Deparade had said.

After the children have tasted the delicious food of Liyue and then chewed the relatively hard-to-eat and hard-to-swallow dry food, it is obvious which one is better and which one should they choose?

The old man said to the children, "Children, uncle will go to the kitchen to cook some dishes. Can you wait here for a while? After all, good food is worth waiting for."

The children said yes in unison, and motioned to the old man to hurry up and cook and thanked him one by one. Only Wu Cheng had a happy expression but his eyes were full of murderous intent towards the old man, but the old man didn't see it.

However, Wu Cheng wanted to see what methods the old man would use to deal with them, so he took a sip of the tea on the table and waited for the old man to make a move.

As expected by Wu Cheng, the old man was the leader of a child trafficking organization. He ran a tea shop here all year round. He would steal and extort adults, and engage in extremely despicable human trafficking when he met children or young people. Moreover, he was backed by an adult named Klopper from Dongdong.

It can be said that the old man thought that he was one of the best in the human trafficking world, so he committed many crimes and still was not caught.

After the old man entered the kitchen, he walked into a secret passage and distributed the goods to his subordinates: "Today, 12 large goods have arrived. When they have almost finished eating, be quick with your hands and feet. These are all good goods. If anyone scratches the stone or lets water leak, don't blame me for not getting a share of the dividends from this transaction. Do you understand?"

The men nodded one after another. After all, they had been the old man's accomplices for several years, so they naturally understood what the old man meant. It was just to capture these children alive. They did this all the time, and even the Qianyan Army couldn't do anything to them. How could a group of desperate criminals be afraid?

Then, the old man took out the pre-prepared dishes and put them on the steamer to reheat them. But while steaming, the old man sprinkled a small handful of fine white powder into each dish.

This fine white powder is his unique secret. Whoever eats it will fall unconscious. It is much more effective than the drugs on the market!

When the children saw the delicious food being served, they began to take bites of it with their chopsticks. However, unlike the last time they ate at the night market, the children put down their chopsticks after only a dozen bites and stopped eating.

As the children were eating, they felt that the food had a very strange taste and seemed a little overcooked.

The children attributed these to the fact that the old man was too old and might have put the wrong seasoning in, or forgotten the cooking time. They never thought that the kind and friendly old man in front of them might be a big boss of child trafficking.

However, Wu Cheng lost the desire to eat more after taking the first bite. After all, Wu Cheng really didn't like this kind of dish that was steamed after being cooked. But in order to see what the old man was up to, he ate a few chopsticks symbolically.

Then, because Depalaid had a big appetite and ate the most, he soon felt dizzy and then he took the initiative to say: "Well, what's wrong with you? I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, I'm going to sleep first, I'm not too sleepy."

Finally, Deparade lay on the table and began to snore. Although the other children did not fall asleep like Deparade, they also became unconscious and their eyes were blurry.

Wu Cheng saw that the drugs had taken effect on the children, so he pretended to fall asleep. At this time, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the house, followed by a loud bang of a door being kicked.

A group of masked men, armed with crude weapons, began to prepare to attack the children. The children were not in a state that required them to attack, so they used the ropes they had prepared in advance to tie up the children and sell them to Zhidong.

At this time, the old man who was the villain obviously had something to say to the children: "Don't worry, the old man will soon send you to a country full of ice and snow. There are a lot of delicious food and fun things there, and the place to live is also quite good, hehehe."

Wu Cheng looked at the old man's disgusting appearance and really didn't want to endure it anymore, so he suddenly regained his clarity of mind and immediately drew a few blood lines with his hands, looked at the old man and mocked him: "Oh, really? The kingdom of ice and snow, if I'm not mistaken, is it the Kingdom of Winter?"

The old man looked at Wu Cheng's sober appearance and pretended to be calm and asked, "Humph, you, you kid, have you already seen that something is wrong here? You smart guy, do you think you can come and go as you please? Even the Seven Gods will fall down here."

Wu Cheng patted the pleats on his collar. He looked at them as if they were dead and said to the old man indifferently, "You are so arrogant. With me here, none of you can escape."

"Humph, you are just a greenhorn boy, how can you win against twenty or thirty of us desperate men? Humph!"

Wu Cheng didn't want to waste time talking to this damn old man. Since he was from Zhidong and he was planning to sell his brothers and sisters back to Zhidong again, there was really nothing to say.

This old man's level is still not enough to enjoy the Duotolei meal. But for Wu Cheng, this old man must die today.

The other dozen or so desperate criminals, seeing the black-haired, red-eyed boy who was nearly two heads shorter than them at the age of 15, did not care and even underestimated the boy's true strength.

In this regard, Dr. Dotore is obviously more sophisticated than these minor villains. After all, the doctor never underestimates his enemies.

Then Wu Cheng fiddled with the blood line that he could control at will, tied up a big man holding a homemade sledgehammer, and without hesitation, he pulled his hands back gently, and the big man in front of him began to struggle extremely painfully.

The blood line seemed to be like light, instantly shredding the body of a burly man in front of him, and he didn't even let out a scream before turning into a pile of fragments.

Although the others were frightened by the death of the burly accomplice in front of them, as desperate criminals they also knew that no one would survive if they didn't get rid of this strange guy in front of them.

But how could Wu Cheng give them a chance to get close? When Wu Cheng was a child, he once learned a waltz dance. This was an interest class that his father had enrolled him in when he was still alive. He studied for six years, and although he had almost forgotten it now, he still knew the basic steps.

Wu Cheng danced gracefully, and as he did so, he began to fiddle with the blood lines on his hands. These blood lines seemed to have found a target to suck, and began to perform various cuts and kills on the enemies in front of them.

After several people died in this way, these desperate criminals finally lost the courage to resist. They all collapsed and wanted to run out of the house. Whoever wants to make the money can make it, but they don't want to make it anyway.

But how could Wu Cheng let them escape? Wu Cheng couldn't help but have more blood on his hands. He formed a dragnet at the door, catching all the escapees. Then he pulled back suddenly and heard a few wailing and screaming.

When the blood line was retracted, all the fleeing desperadoes maintained their most perfect form at that moment, and then began to collapse like a building, and their bodies turned into pieces.

The old man had already sensed that something was wrong with Wu Cheng, so he had prepared to escape in advance. After all, they could extort some passing merchants and some helpless women and children, but if they really ran into such a tough guy, it would be good enough to be able to escape.

But just when the old man wanted to escape, he suddenly felt his neck being strangled. The old man looked at the blood line and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the end of my day?"

Then the blood line dragged him to Wu Cheng's front. Wu Cheng said to the old man in front of him with a smile: "Old man, isn't my death waltz beautiful?"

The old man's legs were shaking, and the few remaining teeth in his mouth were trembling. Maybe when he saw Wu Cheng before, he was just a green boy, but now it seems that the guy in front of him is more bloodthirsty than these desperadoes, more indifferent to life and absolutely crazy.

What Wu Cheng didn't know was that all his dancing movements had been noticed by a white-haired, green-eyed child lying on the ground.

The child felt the grace of the dance his brother was performing. He thought that although his brother had some physical defects and some of his movements were a little stiff, the dance his brother was performing was different from the existing dances on Teyvat. He had a more elegant and beautiful feeling.

This may be the kind of dance I have always wanted to pursue. In the rhythm of music, I enjoy my own melody and remove the imperfections in this melody, which can be objects, notes, or even human life.

But the white-haired, green-eyed child did not last long, and fell into a peaceful sleep under the effect of the drug. Wu Cheng naturally did not intend to let the old man go.

Wu Cheng stared at the old man as if he were a dead person. The old man knew that if he didn't show his trump card, he might die.

The old man panicked and began to speak incoherently: "You can't kill me. I am a subordinate of Master Doctor, Master Klobber. If you kill me, I will never let you go. Then your brothers and sisters will die too."

"Why not let me go now and I'll pretend nothing happened. How about another five million Mora gold coupons? Boy, think about it."

Wu Cheng looked at the old man who was talking more and more excitedly, his eyes filled with doubts and ridicule for the old man's ignorance.

Wu Cheng then mocked the old man in a rather bland manner, "Oh? Don't you know who I am? Your so-called Lord Krober, I guess the grass has already grown over his grave? I've already killed the Doctor, what else do I need a scum like you to do?"

Wu Cheng then transformed a blood sickle into his hand and cut the old man's upper and lower body in half, leaving the old man lying on the ground wailing and cursing.

Wu Cheng then squatted down and said to the old man who could no longer stand up: "You should never attack my brothers and sisters. After all, I still want to give you a decent death. Now it seems that it is better for you to die in pain."

Wu Cheng's tone began to change as he reprimanded the old man with his own anger: "After all, this is probably not your first time doing this kind of business. You can never imagine the fate of those children and women you trafficked."

"You will not receive the so-called justice, because justice will judge you only when you are illuminated by it. When you hide in the dark, there will naturally be something darker to judge you. You should bear this price."

Afterwards, Wu Cheng didn't waste any more words with him. He took the blood sickle and began to torture and abuse the old man inhumanly. Later, when the old man was dying, Wu Cheng's hands turned into thousands of blood threads and tied the old man's body tightly.

Then Wu Cheng gently pulled it upwards, and it was chopped into pieces as if it were nothing. The old man's body, which had just been intact, turned into a pile of minced meat. It was disgusting.

Wu Cheng naturally didn't want the children to see such a bloody scene, so while the children were still unconscious, he began to clean up the mixture of debris and scraps on the ground.