Chapter 438 Crisis!
Baihua Restaurant.
Baihua Restaurant is located on the west side of Hanshui City. It is one of the top 20 restaurants in Hanshui City. The restaurant is most famous for its more than 150 kinds of seasonal flowers. Due to the different seasons, the taste of Baihua wine is different in each season.
Qiu Jinan stepped into Baihualou. It was packed with people and bustling with people. The noise was so loud that it seemed to overturn the restaurant. The waiter was busy like a top, constantly going back and forth between the lobby and the kitchen.
Qiu Jinan finally found an empty seat in the corner.
"Excuse me, is there anyone here?"
Sitting opposite him was a diner with a bulging belly. He was eating so happily that sweat covered his forehead.
The diner looked up at Qiu Jinan and said, "No one here, please sit down."
"I can't believe there are so many people coming to eat even though it's not even dinner time yet." Qiu Jinan chatted with the diners while waiting for the waiter to come.
The diner was not good at talking and was focused on eating, responding to Qiu Jinan in a disjointed manner.
The waiter brought the menu over, Qiu Jinan flipped through it casually, and returned it to the waiter: "A bowl of rice, five plates of special dishes, five plates of the most expensive dishes, and a pot of 100-year-old Baihua wine."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
Qiu Jinan did not have to wait too long. A bowl of rice, ten delicious dishes with good color, aroma and taste were placed on the table, as well as a pot of century-old mellow Baihua wine, which made the diners opposite him envious.
"Sir, if you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave."
The waiter was about to greet other customers when Qiu Jinan stopped him: "Waiter, I am a living person, how can I eat the food of a dead person?"
The waiter looked confused and had no idea what Qiu Jinan was talking about.
Qiu Jinan snapped his fingers, and slight crackling sounds were heard one after another, as if someone was stepping on the newly frozen surface of the lake, breaking the ice and revealing the true appearance of the lake.
Looking towards the lobby again, there was no longer any bustling restaurant or bustling guests.
The guests lowered their heads, danced with one-meter-high figures riding on their necks.
The fat diner sitting opposite Qiu Jinan had an extremely big belly, and his whole body looked like a ball.
The waiter was so skinny and weak that a gust of wind could blow him away.
What was placed in front of Qiu Jinan was not delicious food, but maggots and raw meat, which were still wriggling in the plate.
Only the rice remained unchanged, except that there were three chopsticks stuck in it.
Qiu Jinan smiled even more: "Two ghost kings, the bloating ghost, the starving ghost, and their little soldiers, you still want to deal with me with this lineup?"
The fat diner and the waiter no longer disguised themselves and put on strange smiles on their faces.
A little man silently rode on Qiu Jinan's neck...
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The corpse-driving sect.
Four monks in simple clothes appeared together in front of the Corpse Driving Sect. They ignored the alert disciples and quickly split up to head to four locations in the Yinshi Mountains.
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Fierce fighting broke out everywhere simultaneously.
"Damn it, that bastard Huang Ming secretly found out our location!" Elder Gai was furious. Before they could even start searching the Corpse-Driving Sect, they were already being attacked.
The four elders of the Corpse-Driving Sect were caught off guard, but fortunately they reacted quickly and summoned all their zombies over.
One of the ancient monks sneered: "Oh, you are just a sect that accidentally inherited our heritage, and you think you can go against us?"
"You are from the Wushi Sect!" Elder Gai's pupils shrank slightly when he saw the clothes of these monks and heard them say this.
Their Corpse-Driving Sect originated from a chance encounter. The founder of the Corpse-Driving Sect accidentally broke into a secret realm, escaped three fatal crises, and obtained the inheritance, a complete set of corpse-driving techniques.
This inheritance comes from a sect called Wushi Sect in the Dayu Dynasty. According to Daxia's classification of Wushi Sect, Wushi Sect is a super-grade sect with a monk in the Tribulation Crossing period in charge.
The Wushi Sect was destroyed in the conquest war at the beginning of the founding of Daxia, leaving only a legacy that was obtained by the founder of the Corpse Driving Sect.
The simple monk rubbed the ring, and one by one the dusty zombies broke the seal, carrying with them an air of antiquity and death, spanning more than a hundred thousand years of history, and went to war with future generations.
Four, eight, sixteen, twenty... a total of twenty zombies appeared and besieged Elder Gai and his companions! "Then let us elders see how much you youngsters have learned."
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A tall and majestic figure stood above Hanshui City, directly above the governor's mansion.
This man walked like a tiger and a dragon, like a natural emperor, and his every move revealed his dominance and strength.
Please...collect 6...9...books...!
His presence was so strong that people in the entire Hanshui City couldn't help but look up at the sky. When they saw the tall man who was as tall as the sun, a sense of panic inexplicably rose in their hearts.
"After preparing for so long, the plan was leaked in the end. Huang Ming and Meng Tian are two useless people who are always causing troubles instead of helping others!"
There was murderous intent in the eyes of the emperor-like figure. If he could not contact the two people, he would not have come out early.
Later, later, when the conditions for launching the formation are met, the plan will be perfect.
"Well, there is no such thing as a perfect plan in the world."
"The Heavenly Disaster Venerable failed and was trapped in Qingzhou. It is said that a master suddenly appeared and captured him."
"I have investigated Hanshui City these days, and there is no one in the city who poses a threat to me."
"To be on the safe side, let's set a rule here: No information can be transmitted out of Hanshui City within one day."
Adding time limits can make the rules more enforceable.
Lu Yang looked up and saw the emperor-like figure flying in the sky, feeling a headache.
As soon as the Immortal Fairy reminded him, he tried to call the Senior Sister, but unfortunately he was still a step too late. The emperor's figure had set the rules for this place, and the Pictographic Fist could not borrow strength from the Senior Sister, so the Senior Sister had no way of knowing the situation here.
"Normally speaking, shouldn't there be very few people in the Tribulation Stage? How come we can see them everywhere? The governor said this is the safest place, but why do I feel it is the most dangerous?"
"Maybe my status as the young leader is too high, so they are all rushing to see me."
"Hey, you said you're the young leader, should I also get a position in the Heavenly Palace?"
"How about you become the lackey of the young leader?"
"Get lost."
Old Ma felt the breath of tribulation coming from the air and wondered if he should retire.
Meng Jingzhou's father asked it to be Meng Jingzhou's protector. It thought it was a simple task and agreed immediately.
I recall that at the beginning, I took Yunzhi to ask Dao Sect, went to Yanjiangdu to resurrect the immortal fairy, encountered the ancient tribulation period in Qingzhou, and now encountered the ancient tribulation period in Huangzhou.
It felt that it was too arrogant.
Man Gu has always had confidence in Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou. With his two senior brothers around, nothing will go wrong, so he remained very calm.
Zhao Po was the most panicked one among the four. He had just encountered Master Meng Tian, who was in the Dayu fusion stage in the morning, and in the afternoon he encountered Master Dayu, who was in the Dayu tribulation stage.
What kind of luck is this? I feel like my luck has been bad recently. When did it start to get bad?
(End of this chapter)