Chapter 184: Roast the meat quickly so that I can send you on your way after we’ve eaten it!
The arrival of Ghost Eight Immortals Cao Guojiu brought the atmosphere to a freezing point. Yuan Detai, who had wanted to have a drink with Cheng Long, no longer had the heart to do so.

Qiaoyin's mother, Erwu, and even Qiaoyin all realized that a catastrophe would come tomorrow night.

Whether you can get through it depends entirely on God's will.

After a long time.

Yuan Detai smelled a burnt smell and hurriedly put the barbecue on the plate, apologetically saying, "Mr. Cheng, try my Mongolian barbecue. It's a little burnt, but it should taste okay."

"Okay, let me try it."

Cheng Long picked up a piece of barbecue and put it into his mouth. It tasted okay, but to say how delicious it was would undoubtedly be deceiving himself. The good business of Jindao Winery must be mixed with other factors.

Yuan Detai had been an executioner for thirty years and had beheaded nearly a thousand people. If such a vicious man changed his career and opened a winery, his neighbors would definitely come to support him and give him enough face.

After a period of time, the business of Jindao Distillery will gradually return to normal.

Making a living is no problem, but if you want to make a lot of money, you have to find a good chef.

"Mr. Cheng, thank you for saving my aunt..." After Cheng Long tasted the barbecue, Erwu picked up a glass of wine, stood up and said, "I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."

"It's just a small effort, not worth mentioning."

"Sir, please don't be so modest. Who would stay up late at night and run outside the city to rescue someone?"

"I was following Yu Canhua to see what she was up to."

"No matter what, you are our family's great benefactor. You must drink this glass of wine..."

"Okay, I'll drink it, just one glass..."

Yuan Detai, Erwu, Qiaoyin, and even Qiaoyin's mother took turns to toast. Cheng Long didn't want to drink at first, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of this family and had to drink.

At first they drank wine from the winery, which had a very low alcohol content. Even a delicate girl like Qiaoyin could drink two large bowls of it without getting drunk.

But at the end of the drink, when Yuan Detai opened the gift sent by Cheng Long and took out the Wuliangye inside, something changed.

Qiaoyin's mother and Erwu fell drunk one after another and couldn't be woken up no matter how hard they were shaken.

"Qiaoyin, help your mother and Erwu to the room to rest."

"Hmm~"

While waiting for the two drunk people to be helped to the room by Qiao Yin, Cheng Long looked at Yuan Detai who was hesitant to speak and said with a smile: "Master Yuan, just say it if you have something to say!"

"Master Cheng, you have seen what happened just now. I, Yuan Detai, live on the edge of a knife. I am destined to suffer this disaster, but my daughter Qiaoyin, Qiaoyin's mother, and Erwu are all innocent..."

"Tomorrow night, I would like you to look after the three of them and save their lives."

Yuan Detai felt something in his heart, and somehow realized that the banquet tomorrow night would be his death, but it was also due to his chance. However, he had no idea what the chance was, he only knew that there was a high probability that he would die tomorrow night.

But he couldn't let go of his wife and daughter, and he didn't want to implicate his closed disciple Erwu.

"Then Master Yuan, aren't you worried that I will die because of this?" Cheng Long stared at Yuan Detai expressionlessly.

"Mr. Cheng, please stop joking. Your fate is invaluable. What can a mere ghost of the Eight Immortals do to you?"

Yuan Detai has been chopping off heads all his life and has developed a pair of sharp eyes. The moment he saw Cheng Long in the winery yesterday, he felt as if he saw a banished immortal returning to the mortal world.

Even if Huaxian County becomes a river of blood tomorrow night and everyone in the city dies tragically, Cheng Long will not die.

"Haha~~ Since you think so highly of me, brother, I will obey your command. I will protect your wife and daughter!" Cheng Long laughed happily. Lao Yuan was indeed a talent favored by Zhong Kui. He had a sharp eye.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, sir!"

Yuan Detai bowed in thanks.

Feeling quite embarrassed, he wanted to give money as a reward, as all his life savings had been invested in the Jindao Distillery, and he didn't have much else to offer.

The only one is the golden unicorn given by Zhong Kui’s sister.

But the cause and effect of this treasure is too deep. If he took it, he would suffer this disaster. If he gave it to Master Cheng, it would be like transferring the cause and effect, so it is not suitable as a reward.

And there is also the good daughter Qiaoyin.

But Qiaoyin already has someone in her heart, and it would not be appropriate to separate them.

I can only find a way to repay this kindness in the future.

……

Yunlai Inn.

At daybreak, Cheng Long removed Teacher Bai's arm from his chest, stood up, opened the window, and greeted the first ray of purple air in the morning.

After coming to the world of Liao Zhai, he got used to getting up early, bathing in the morning light, and absorbing the warm purple air, feeling particularly comfortable.

"Hmm~"

Teacher Bai was awakened by the dazzling morning light, opened his eyes sleepily, and saw the man practicing in the sunshine, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Long really deserves to be my Bai Ling's man. He can practice even while standing!"

Looking at the man shining in the sunlight, Teacher Bai couldn't help but be fascinated.

As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, not to mention that Cheng Long is tall and handsome. When she is alone with a man, it is her happiest time.

It's just that I feel very uncomfortable after being exposed to the sun for a long time.

This was because she practiced the Taiyin Xuanjing. If it were an ordinary ghost, it would have disappeared into thin air under the morning light.

But she can only stay in the sun for three to five minutes. She can't stand it for a long time.

A few minutes later.

Teacher Bai reluctantly turned into a ray of white light and went into the soul-nourishing jade beside the pillow.

After a while, Cheng Long finished his practice and waved his hand. The soul-nourishing jade beside the pillow slowly rose up and was taken into his palm. Then he put it into the storage compartment.

[Host: Cheng Long]

[Realm: Early Golden Core Stage (10.23%)]

[Kung Fu: Killing Technique (Advanced)]

[Curse: Seven-star Soul Nailing Technique, Sleeping Technique, Substitute Technique, Corpse Refining Technique, Exorcism Technique, Puppet Technique, Soul Devouring Technique, Water Arrow Technique (Blood Arrow Technique), Paper Cutting Technique, Breath Suppression Technique...]

[Magic Weapons: Bloodthirsty Pearl, Magic Knife, Soul-Nourishing Jade]

[Demon servants: Mengna, Ah Zhui, Scar Red, Liu Piaopiao, Bai Ling (spirit), Jingjing, Ren Tingting, Dr. Sala (Xu Dandan), Mochou]

[Demon Servant: Zhang Yi, Wang Jianjun]

"So slow!"

After taking a look at the cultivation progress behind the realm bar, Cheng Long's good mood disappeared instantly.

Killing a villain only increases the progress bar by 0.006 percent. If you cannot open the copy and stay in the Hong Kong world to practice, you will have to kill 16667 people if you want to practice from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan.

It’s scary to think about it!
Fortunately, he was able to enter the other world and kill monsters.

Ordinary villains obviously can no longer satisfy Cheng Long's growing needs.

After eating something casually in the inn, Cheng Long, who had nothing to do, walked casually on the street and unknowingly arrived at the door of Ma's house in the south of the city.

"I wonder how Xiao Shuang is doing?"

Cheng Long suddenly released a spiritual consciousness, rushing towards the Ma Mansion.

Under his spiritual perception, all people and things in the mansion have nowhere to hide and are all within his perception.

"Xiao Shuang is living well now!"

"She actually has two maids to serve her. But this Mr. Ma is not very smart and looks a bit dull..."

Xiaoshuang's husband, Ma Wenjie, looks OK, but his behavior is somewhat stupid. When he was in school, he even had someone tie his hair with a rope and hang his head from a beam.

Fortunately, there was no sharp cone under his butt, otherwise Cheng Long would really have to consider whether to bring Xiaoshuang out.

……

evening.

At Yunlai Inn, Qiaoyin, Erwu and Qiaoyin's mother sat around a table, all with sad faces.

Qiao Yin stared at the door and asked nervously, "It's almost dark, why hasn't Master Cheng come back yet?"

Erwu followed up with, "Yes, Master Cheng won't leave, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Since Master Cheng promised to take care of us, he can't break his promise." Qiaoyin's mother glared at Erwu. Everyone was obviously very nervous, but this brat was still creating anxiety. "I didn't expect you all to come. I wanted to go to the Golden Sword Winery to find you!"

As a powerful voice sounded, Cheng Long's tall figure suddenly came into view. The mother and daughter, who had been nervous just now, and Erwu, who looked like Qiu Sheng, instantly calmed down.

He seemed to have a kind of magical power that made people feel an unprecedented sense of security.

"Mr. Cheng, I'll leave my job to you tonight." Qiaoyin's mother's face was full of gratitude. If her daughter didn't have someone in her heart, she really wanted to marry her daughter to that man.

"Auntie, don't be so polite. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, let alone three lives! Have you eaten? If not, let's eat together."

"We've all eaten."

"Oh, I'll eat it then."

Cheng Long had a simple dinner and then led the three people into the guest room.

The three of them felt very at ease around him, but when they thought of Old Yuan staying alone at the winery, they couldn't help but become worried, and their faces were filled with worry.

As time went by, the sadness on their faces became more and more serious.

When they were alive, the Eight Ghost Immortals were all gangsters who made it their mission to rob the rich and help the poor. They believed that everything they did was righteous, but every time a wealthy family was cared for by them, from the eighty-year-old man to the three-year-old child, no one was spared.

Occasionally, people would be killed because of some verbal disputes.

Over the past few years, at least five hundred people have died at their hands, if not eight hundred.

Perhaps they killed far fewer people than Cheng Long.

No match for Yuan Detai.

But the former hunts down evil people, and the latter enforces the law impartially, neither of which is indiscriminate killing. The evil deeds done by the Eight Ghost Immortals sound like robbing the rich to help the poor, but in fact they are robbing the rich to help themselves.

His method of killing is even more cruel than Cheng Long's.

However, although the Eight Ghost Immortals are cruel, as people in the martial arts world, they all have the advantage of emphasizing their promises.

If I say it’s three o’clock in the morning, it’s three o’clock in the morning. Not a moment earlier or later will do.

At the middle of the night, the gates of hell opened wide.

A strange atmosphere gradually enveloped the entire Huxian County, and in the silent air, one seemed to be able to feel the presence of ghosts.

"so cold!"

In front of the window, Qiaoyin subconsciously tightened her collar and leaned closer to Erwu. Qiaoyin's mother closed the wooden window and then turned to look at Cheng Long.

"Mr. Cheng, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Please say."

"If the Eight Ghost Immortals come here later, please make sure to protect Qiaoyin and Erwu. I am old and it doesn't matter how I die, but they are still young and don't even have a child. They shouldn't go through this disaster."

Qiaoyin's mother's words brought tears to Qiaoyin and Erwu's eyes.

But they didn't know what to say for a moment. They couldn't just kneel on the ground and beg Cheng Long not to care about them and to take care of the aunt first when they were in danger, right?

Of course, there is nothing wrong with saying this as it is filial piety, but who to save and who not to save is entirely up to Cheng Long's mind, and they have no say.

……

Golden Knife Brewery.

"At three o'clock tonight, there are eight people sitting in a seat, and their identities are unknown, whether they are alive or dead. I have been enforcing the law for thirty years and have taken thousands of lives..." Yuan Detai held three incense sticks and said to a stone statue, "If I am doomed to fail, I hope that God will send down divine power and pass on the golden sword to me."

Say it.

Yuan Detai raised his hands and pressed the two incense sticks in the incense burner.

Zizzi~~
There was a sizzling sound like barbecue.

Yuan Detai endured the pain and allowed his palms to be burned by the incense until five seconds later, when he withdrew his hands.

When he opened his hands, he saw a swastika spell imprinted on both of his palms.

"Thank you, Grandmaster!"

Yuan Detai was overjoyed.

The method taught by the master really works.

Executioners make a living by working on the edge of a knife. Like carpenters, they have a heritage and usually know some ways to deal with evil spirits.

Although the work they did was not a good one, they were a well-known and promising group of people in the local area, and the county magistrate treated them with courtesy whenever he met them.

"Hu~~"

As the cold air approached, Yuan Detai returned to the barbecue table and his eyes gradually became sharp.

"Master Yuan!"

Wang Erba, uncle of Cao Guo and one of the Eight Ghost Immortals, was the first to show up.

"You're here, please take a seat."

Yuan Detai held his head high and chest puffed out, not fearing at all. After inviting Wang Erba to take a seat, he said, "Tonight we will serve you our signature dish, Mongolian roast lamb, which I will personally serve."

"Okay, very good." Wang Erba sneered.

"Haven't the others arrived yet?"

"You are really old and your eyes are blurry. Can't you see that they are right in front of you?"

Wang Erba couldn't help but sneer.

As he finished speaking, the others appeared one by one.

"The Eight Ghost Immortals Lan Cai and Lu Biao!"

"Han Zhongli Jintong!"

"Zhang Guolao Lu Feixiong!"

"Lü Dongbin Fang Dali!"

"Han Xiangzi Zhou Xiaoai!"

"…Iron Crutch Li Zhuqi!"

After a pause, Yuan Detai saw that Yu Canhua still hadn't shown up, so he asked in confusion, "Where's Yu Canhua?"

Tieguai Li Zhuqi got angry when he heard this, and said angrily: "My little sister has already died, how could you not know?"

"Souls scattered? How could that happen?"

Yuan Detai's eyes widened in disbelief. Wang Erba had booked a banquet for eight people last night, and he thought the guests tonight would be the Eight Ghost Immortals.

No one would have expected that He Xiangu Yu Canhua, one of the Eight Ghost Immortals, had actually died!

So... who is the last guest?
"Stop pretending and roast the mutton quickly so that we can send you on your way after you eat!"

The bad-tempered Tieguai Li Zhuqi had a particularly strong evil aura, even stronger than that of the Ghost King Nine-tailed Fox. This made Cheng Long, who was several miles away, frown.

It hasn't been long since Zhu Qi died, but he has turned into the King of Ghosts!
To die in agony, is the resentment really that great?

"I wonder who the host and the guest are?" Yuan Detai asked curiously.

"We will catch him in a moment. You know this man, the one who saved your wife. He beat my little sister to death and made her soul scatter. How can we let him go?"

There was a playful look on Wang Erba's face.

Obviously, they had received the news that Yuan Detai sent his wife, daughter and disciples to Yunlai Inn to seek refuge from Cheng Long.

"Everyone, every wrong has its perpetrator, and this matter was caused by me, so I should end it. You can do whatever you want to me, but please don't kill innocent people."

Yuan Detai was worried about the safety of his wife and daughter and tried to take on everything. However, the Eight Ghost Immortals ignored him. Five of the seven whooshed away, leaving only Wang Erba and Zhu Qi sitting in their original seats, staring at him hungrily.

"Huh~~Killing innocent people?"

Zhu Qi snorted coldly and said, "Brother, if you don't serve us well tonight, we will make Hu County a river of blood and let tens of thousands of people in the city die."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Detai flew into a rage: "Zhu Qi, God is watching what we do. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for doing this?"

　I've been a bit busy these days, so the updates haven't been very stable. Please forgive me! I should be able to update two updates of 6,000 words tomorrow...

　　
　
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