Chapter 233 I am also a man of many styles~

An extremely rich, even cloyingly sweet fragrance instantly came over.

Like sticky honey, it aggressively dispelled the cold, earthy smell that had just filled the aisle.

Qin Zhaoyue suddenly smelled something and immediately held his breath.

In the fifth level realm, the breath forms a cycle on its own, and there is no need to hold your breath for a while.

In front of me is a winding cobblestone path, with a kind of dark purple dwarf bamboo densely planted on both sides.

The bamboo pole is as thin as a pen, but the bamboo leaves are broad and thick, with curled edges.

Qin Zhaoyue had never seen this kind of species before. It glowed an almost inky purple light in the dim light.

From deep within the bamboo grove came a very subtle rustling sound, similar to that of insects gnawing.

There are a few lotus-shaped glass lanterns hanging sparsely along the roadside.

I don’t know if it was a problem with the fuel or the lampshade, but the light was weak and could only barely illuminate the road ahead. It made the surrounding purple bamboo look even more eerie.

The light and shadow cast on the ground twisted and swayed, like a lurking phantom.

The members of the Sihai Gang were frightened and unconsciously moved closer together, their faces tense and they dared not make any sound.

Qin Zhaoyue, who was in the middle, curled her lips.

Whether it is the alley just now or the winding path now, they are all deliberately creating an atmosphere.

Even if the sweet taste is harmless, people who pass by will probably have doubts in their hearts.

I was so anxious that I felt three inches shorter when I didn't see anyone.

But that's how it seemed to her.

It's not like I haven't seen horror movies before, the psychological suggestion and the horror atmosphere...

Tsk, to be honest, that's it.

As we left the path, the sweet smell mostly dissipated, and the sound of gurgling water came from the front.

Sure enough, after turning a bamboo screen, a stone arch bridge appeared in front of me, and the view finally became wider.

Lights can be vaguely seen in the distance, as well as the sounds of stringed instruments.

Maybe it was still too far away, and I couldn't tell whether the vague voice in the distance was laughing or sobbing.

The servant who led the way turned around and did not go to the brightly lit place.

After many twists and turns, the road led people to a courtyard.

Looking up, I saw four large gold-plated characters "Qingtan Jingshe" written on the plaque.

The ebony gate with lotus carvings was ajar. A servant stood by, "We're here."

Zhao Tai swallowed his saliva. He had never been to this place before.

"Is the boss in there?"

The servant just smiled and didn't answer, as if he had completed his mission by leading the way here.

"Fifth Master, stop dilly-dallying."

Hearing the voice, Zhao Tai sighed secretly and pushed the door open.

The courtyard is not big, and in the center stands an old Bodhi tree with a strange posture and twisted branches.

At this moment, a thin-necked glass bottle was hanging upside down on each branch, filled with turbid dark red liquid.

I don't know what it is, but it looks very strange.

Zhao Tai stopped, turned around and ordered, "You guys stay outside the courtyard, I'll take the four of you...in."

I was so nervous that I almost said "the four bosses", but I managed to hold it back.

At the same time, he closely observed Qin Zhaoyue's expression.

Seeing her shrug indifferently, he turned around and led the way again.

Unlike the fancy outside, there is almost no furniture inside the temple, and it is so empty that it is almost desolate.

The floor is covered with a thick, snow-white velvet carpet woven with intricate golden mandala patterns.

In front of the glazed wall deep inside, there is an extremely large rosewood Zen couch.

Sitting on the couch was the second in command of the Jiumen Jinliutang, the "Blood Scale" Tielin Buddha.

The gold-foil lotus on her left cheek reflected faintly in the darkness, like a cold eye.

Her thick curly hair was loosely tied up with an ebony hairpin, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her temples, making her look so confident and calm.

As for the fourth in command, Dice Heart Lady...she was sitting at the end of the bed, with her butt halfway up, and her body leaning sideways to show off her exquisite curves.

She tilted her head slightly to reveal her fair and slender neck. The moment she raised her eyes, there seemed to be mist in her eyes.

She ignored Zhao Tai in the front and looked straight at Qin Zhaoyue in the middle.

The moment our eyes met...

[I am a very charming person, but I am not a good person~ Who would be so lucky as to spend my whole life with the wrong person~~~]

Hmm? Who played the background music?

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded, coming from the crooked-mouthed Qin Zhaoyue.

This look, this figure...if it was put on a certain audio platform in the previous life, the little boys would have been envious of it!

Such hooligan behavior did not annoy Dice Heart Mother, who spoke and laughed happily, her eyes as clear as autumn water.

Interesting, indeed interesting...

His gaze passed over the scar that pierced his right eye, fell on her neck, and then looked at the remaining three people in turn.

When the four of them saw this, they all knew that their disguise was probably exposed.

Yinzhe knew best that this dice-playing lady was known as the "Hundred-Faced Viper".

Although Mo Liu is also proficient in the art of disguise, he is ultimately limited by his sixth-grade cultivation.

As a result, as soon as they met, people saw through his trick.

Yinzhe had expected this and didn't care.

Dice Heart Mother stood up and walked towards the crowd slowly.

Walking along those few steps, my waist almost twisted!

The formation remained unchanged, with Sui Mo and Dou Zuan guarding the front on the left and right.

This is different from the Sihai Gang. Sui Mo's cultivation level does not give him an advantage here.

Dice Heart Mother had a clear goal and walked straight towards Zhao Tai, but her eyes were not on him at all.

Zhao Tai knew that his mission was over, so he quietly moved aside obediently.

Dice Heart Mother didn't go too far and stopped three steps away from Sui Mo.

She lowered her body, put her hands on her knees, and her eyes were level with Qin Zhaoyue.

This woman is tall and slender, and looks to be over 1.75 meters tall.

In addition, he was wearing heavy stage shoes, so he was at least 1.8 meters tall, which was a complete crushing height for Qin Zhaoyue.

"The little girl is quite interesting~"

Qin Zhaoyue had specifically requested this look, to portray himself as fierce and tough, and he looked to be at least thirty years old.

The word "little girl" is equivalent to pointing out the matter of disguise.

If you see through it, then you see through it. What if you can still take off her mask? Is she dead?

Qin Zhaoyue puffed out his chest, his eyes fixed on her pretty face.

A bright smile appeared on her lips, which was very inconsistent with her fierce face.

"Auntie is so beautiful, with this look and this figure...

Tsk tsk, even a woman like me would be moved when I see it."

The moment the words fell, the entire hall fell silent.

Auntie...

The gloomy and solemn Iron Scale Buddha at the top had his mouth twitching wildly, he couldn't laugh!

puff……