Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Everyone arrived at the next seal...

Everyone arrived at the next place where the seal was broken.

This place is actually not far from a downtown area.

Visible to the naked eye, there is a small stall in front with a shed on top, next to the shed is a house, and behind the house is a yard.

Looking in front of me, there were a bunch of old tables with long stools next to them. Some of the stools were empty, while some were occupied. There was a faint aroma of wine wafting from the tables.

The Penglai disciples could still hear someone shouting over there: "Boss lady! Give me another plate of beef! And some side dishes!"

Wisps of white smoke were rising from the house. A proprietress with long hair and wearing a red dress rolled up her sleeves, held a plate, kicked open the door, and came out.

"I know! Are you calling for the soul?" The proprietress passed the plate to another table, walked past that table, glanced at the person who was speaking, and shouted loudly.

The proprietress' voice was unexpectedly deep and powerful, and I could hear what she was saying clearly even from a distance.

Li Hanshuang narrowed his eyes and vaguely saw a flash of golden light from the proprietress's head, which looked like a golden hair accessory in the shape of a butterfly.

At the same time, a young man came over leading a horse, and behind him there were many people pulling carts covered with cloth, as if they contained many valuables.

He shouted into the house at the top of his voice: "Madam, we're here! Can you give us some food? Noodles are fine! We need meat and vegetables! We're starving!"

The people following him also shouted: "We are starving to death! We are starving to death!"

The proprietress came out of the house carrying beef and vegetables, glanced at them, and said with a smile: "There is an empty table over there, please take a seat, I will be right there!"

As the proprietress spoke, she placed the food in her hands on the table where the order had been placed, wiped the food on the lower half of her apron, and turned to go into the house.

The table that had just placed the order had already started to pick up their cutlery, staring intently at the meat that had just been served, ready to devour it.

Smelling the aroma, the Penglai disciple felt a little dazed, and felt that he was growling. He covered his stomach, looked around, and didn't know who to look for. He said to the person next to him: "I want to eat something!"

After all, he had just suffered such a serious injury, so it was normal for him to want to eat now.

"Then go." Li Hanshuang looked at Li Baili, and Li Baili nodded and said.

Everyone walked towards the stall.

Li Qinglian walked silently at the end.

Now Li Hanshuang has to ask Li Baili for permission before speaking, and after Li Baili agrees, is it still Li Baili who can speak?

When had Li Hanshuang ever backed down like this? Had he ever even shown a look of dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction on his face?

Even if there was a hint of that expression on his face, Li Qinglian could convince herself that Li Hanshuang was not willing but was forced to do so, and was actually still unhappy in his heart.

There is nothing at all! Nothing at all, nothing at all! How can Li Qinglian think that they have a grudge against each other?

You all have grudges, so it is normal to show resentment towards your enemies, right? Why don’t you have any? If you don’t even have a resentful look, where is your hatred?

Although Li Qinglian knew that Li Hanshuang usually had no expression on his face, she couldn't see any special expression on his face even at this time, which really made people admire him.

Could it be that he was planning to take revenge at night?

It is really hard to imagine what kind of vengeance would require such revenge.

It turns out that the hatred they openly display is just a cover!

Before they knew it, they had walked to the stall. The lady boss came out and greeted them with a smile, "What would you like to eat? We have beef, vegetables, rice, and noodles! We also have peanuts!"

Everyone looked at the Penglai disciple. He turned his head left and right, his face slightly red, as if he was embarrassed, but he still said: "Then everyone should have one!"

The proprietress nodded and asked, "Is rice and noodles also one portion per person?"

The Penglai disciple waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no!"

He asked the others, "What would you like to eat?"

The others said, "You can eat it by yourself, we are not hungry yet."

He felt even more embarrassed, but he also knew that there was no need to be polite now. He was really hungry, so he nodded and said to the proprietress, "I'll have a bowl of rice first, no need for noodles."

"Okay," the proprietress nodded, "I'll be right there!"

Everyone sat down, and the proprietress quickly brought the food over. She greeted them with a smile, "Everyone, enjoy your meal. Don't be polite. If it's not enough, I have more. Just let me know!"

Everyone nodded, and the proprietress left again.

Everyone ate a lot and fell asleep before they knew it.

Li Qinglian sensed something was wrong, put his hand on his weapon, and alerted Li Baili and Li Hanshuang, who also hadn't eaten, and said, "I'm afraid this is the lair of the sealed one!"

The lady boss, who had moved a stool and was sitting in the shadow of the door eating sunflower seeds, laughed, stood up, slowly stepped out of the door, leaned against the door, tilted her head, and adjusted her fluffy and heavy black hair. She glanced over and asked, "Couldn't they all be asleep? This is my house! Where did this nest come from?"

Li Hanshuang raised his sword and looked at the proprietress, then said to Li Qinglian, "This is a butterfly. Don't be polite. There is a dead body buried in the soil under the yard behind the house where vegetables are grown."

The proprietress' eyes widened, she clapped her legs, bent over, and laughed. The butterfly hair ornament on her forehead fluttered back and forth with her movements, shining brightly like a living thing. Her laughter was still hearty, as if this was not a place for killing people, but just an ordinary little restaurant: "That's a scarecrow I bought specially! It's used for farming. The scarecrow is full of fertilizer. The things grown in this way grow well. How could it be a corpse? If you can't recognize it, don't talk nonsense!"

If the proprietress had fainted at this time, it might prove that she was just an ordinary person who had met with a sudden misfortune, but now that she is awake, she is definitely not ignorant, which would expose her.

The proprietress laughed so hard that she was out of breath. Her face flushed red. She wiped away the tears from her laughter. Her clothes fluttered with her arms. After a while, she said, "Besides, you haven't even seen it. How can you say it's a corpse? Nonsense! Nonsense!"

Before he could finish his words, the Penglai disciple's body suddenly twitched, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, as if he was about to die in his sleep. The expressions on his face changed from happiness and joy to pain and torture, as if they were alternating.

I don't know what he saw.

Li Hanshuang glanced at the Penglai disciple and felt that he could not hold on any longer, so he immediately swung a sword at the proprietress. He should have asked something else, but there was no time, so it was better not to ask.

The proprietress jumped up with her eyes wide open and wanted to run, but she didn't run away. She didn't turn around, but was knocked down in mid-air, just like an ordinary butterfly, hit by a piece of wood with a snap, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The proprietress's body gradually turned into meat paste, overflowing with red blood. The human head gradually disappeared, and then a butterfly's head appeared, with two soft, curved antennae on the top of its head. The body gradually became fatter and turned into an insect body, with two huge butterfly wings growing on its back.

The butterfly hair accessory on her head broke with a snap, fell to the ground, and turned into powder when blown by the wind, just like the soul of the proprietress, which disappeared immediately at the moment of death without any room for struggle.

The proprietress was unwilling to die like this. Her wings trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth and spat out a lot of blood. She tilted her head to the side and suddenly forced out a few words, saying in a weak voice: "Old cow is by my side!"

Before she could finish her words, the proprietress died.

The Penglai disciple's body began to tremble, and blood oozed out of his pores. But his hands and feet twitched for a while, and he was suddenly startled, his eyes widened, he stood up, raised his head, kicked over the chair, and jumped up.

He suddenly pointed at the table, his face full of joy, and shouted loudly: "Delicious!"

Everyone felt strange and looked at him in silence.

He seemed to have realized that he was back to reality. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, squatted carefully, picked up the kicked stool, and smiled sweetly at everyone: "Did I lose my mind just now? I was just talking nonsense! Don't take it to heart!"

Everyone nodded.

Li Qinglian couldn't help but ask Li Hanshuang: "When did you know there was a body buried in the yard?"

Li Hanshuang replied expressionlessly: "When everyone around is asleep."

He couldn't just go to someone else's yard for no reason when nothing happened, right? That would be too weird! No matter who it was, they would be angry if they knew that someone had visited their house for no reason, so he usually didn't do that.

Even if the police from the government wanted to search someone else's yard, they couldn't just stand at the door and kick it open if they thought someone was suspicious, right? They were cultivators, not robbers.

Li Qinglian sighed, somewhat helplessly, and said regretfully: "That's true."

The Penglai disciple checked the people around him and said, "They are still alive. They should be able to be saved. We just need to wake them up from that strange and illusory dream."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Hanshuang looked at him suspiciously.

He avoided Li Hanshuang's gaze, his face slightly flushed, and he stammered, "I had a dream after eating. I don't know if it was real. It should be fake, but the time was too short and I haven't woken up completely yet. I'm a little confused."

"What did you dream about?" Li Baili was a little curious.

The Penglai disciple's face turned even redder, as if it was covered with hot pepper sauce, and it couldn't be removed for a while. He whispered, "Some of your business."