You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 45: The Dead Seat

Xiao Changcheng felt that the scene he had just seen was not fake, and the peach in front of him became disgusting and terrifying.

Just one glance at it brought back the true appearance of this peach. Xiao Changcheng couldn't help but feel his stomach churning and he almost burst into tears.

"What is this?" Xiao Changcheng's face turned pale with fright, and he almost fell off his chair. He looked at his three compatriots next to him and saw that they seemed to be full. They all lay motionless on the table, but their stomachs became even rounder, as if they were pregnant.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Liu?" Xiao Changcheng shook the motionless people and said, "Third brother? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he couldn't shake the chair, Xiao Changcheng looked to Zuo Chen for help.

"When I arrived, they were already dead." Zuo Chen said.

After hearing his words, Xiao Chang looked as if his spine had been removed. He sat down on the chair with his body limp, staring blankly at the wooden table.

"Master Dao...what's going on in this village? Why are these friends of mine here?"

Xiao Changcheng was full of confusion. He had no idea why things turned out like this just by closing his eyes and opening them again.

A familiar person lost his life, and the surroundings were filled with incomprehensible sneakiness. I was terrified and confused.

Zuo Chen could tell that the young man was so wounded and scared that his soul was damaged. He was about to say a few words to comfort him, but suddenly he saw an old man walking out from the chairman's seat not far away, so he did not say anything for the time being.

The old man came to the front of the seat, holding a wine glass in his hand, with a smile on his face:

"The village is filled with joy and everything is going well when the family is harmonious. Thanks to the noble people who have met us in our village, our lives are getting better and better!

“Today we hold this banquet to thank the heavens, the earth, and the wealthy nobles who led our village.

"May we have a good harvest every year and a high harvest every year!"

The villagers below were also laughing and clapping their hands.

But their movements were too uniform, as if someone was supporting them with a wooden stick from behind.

Xiao Changcheng had no idea what these people were drinking. He thought it should be a joyous scene, but instead it seemed horrifying and terrifying.

"I, an old man, have talked too much. Let's invite the noble man from our village out first."

After the old village chief finished speaking, he stepped aside, and a woman in a white dress walked out behind him.

The woman had gentle features and was soft and tender. She looked lovely in a white dress. She had a beauty mole at the corner of her eye, which made her look even more attractive.

The men in the village couldn't take their eyes off her once they set their eyes on her. Those with families were pulled by their ears by their wives, while those without families were glared back by the elders.

But her beauty was so dazzling that even women would take a second look at her.

Like a lotus emerging from water.

Zuo Chen also looked at the woman twice more.

It's not because she is pretty.

But because she is also a living person.

The village is filled with spooky ghosts. If the living people who come here did not come here by accident, then it is likely that they are related to the bizarre phenomena in the village.

The woman stood in front of the stage, bowed, and looked around at the villagers. Her gaze passed over the people in front of her and finally fell on Zuo Chen, who was sitting at the end of the seat.

Stare for three or four seconds, then look away.

"Today is a wonderful banquet, so I shouldn't say any more. I hope you will all raise your glasses to celebrate and wish us a better life."

The woman spoke slowly and her tone was gentle, as if she was wrapped in a layer of gauze or a piece of cloth, and the sound made people want to sleep when they heard it.

After finishing her celebratory speech, she raised the wine glass in her hand. The villagers seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and drank together, enjoying themselves to the fullest.

The woman didn't drink.

She looked towards Zuo Chen again with a smile on her face:

"I didn't expect that there would be distinguished guests coming from outside the village today. Why don't we drink together and have fun together?" He raised the glass to Zuo Chen.

In an instant, the villagers around suddenly stopped what they were doing, the children stopped making noise, the old people stopped talking, the young and middle-aged people especially stopped bragging and joking, and they all turned around and looked at Zuo Chen and his group.

And they all had the exact same smile on their faces.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing eight teeth.

The bustling and noisy place suddenly turned into dead silence, with only the low whistle of the night wind blowing around.

"Why not raise a glass?"

"Let's drink peach wine together!"

The old man's cracked mouth, the girl's rosy lips, the young man's slightly yellow teeth, the lips and teeth of everyone in the village touched each other at the same time, calling out loudly.

Such a scene made Xiao Changcheng feel terrified. However, he saw that the two people who came here did not show any strange expression, and they looked at each other calmly.

"Your wine isn't very good. It looks cloudy, and I guess the ingredients are not good. It's too dirty, so I won't drink it for fear of getting sick."

Zuo Chen stretched out his left hand towards Caiyi, palm facing up. Caiyi immediately understood what Zuo Chen meant. She took off the wine gourd from her waist, bent down, and respectfully placed it on Zuo Chen's palm.

Taking the gourd, Zuo Chen opened the bottle cap, took an empty bowl in front of him, poured a small cup of liquid into it, then picked up the bowl and pushed it forward slightly.

"My wine is quite good. Today, the villagers are celebrating a happy event. I should offer them a glass of wine and let them taste what good wine tastes like!"

Gently turn the bowl over and spill the wine outward, and the transparent liquid will form a line in the sky.

There was obviously not much liquid in the wine bowl, but as Zuo Chen moved, it seemed like a vast ocean, surging endlessly.

In a flash, the liquid like a wave splashed towards all the villagers.

The villagers, who were still smiling in unison, all let out shrill screams after drinking the wine in the bowl.

The flesh and blood melted like warm snow, revealing the bones beneath the skin. Then the bones turned into white smoke and swirled into the air.

When this bowl of wine was poured down, there were ghostly howlings and screams. In just a gust of wind, the villagers who were originally in the room disappeared.

There was a sound of bubbles being popped in the air, and the prosperous and bright scene around disappeared.

There is no such thing as Taoshu Village that becomes prosperous and strong because of the arrival of a noble person.

The surrounding area is clearly not even a mass grave!
A large vacant lot of wasteland was filled with incense sticks, the burning incense sticks were extinguished by the splashing, and the Guanyin soil was mixed into pieces of mud and rotted into lumps.

The woman in the white dress had not expected this scene at all. She looked as if someone had hit her chest with a hammer. Her face changed drastically, and her already fair face became even more miserable.

The woman opened her mouth, coughed twice, brushed the corner of her mouth with her hand, and looked down.

There was already a pool of blood on the palm of his hand.

There was surprise in her eyes:
"The Taoist priest is really capable. I have been in Xuzhou for such a long time, but this is the first time I have seen someone break my formation with just a sip of wine."

"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning." Zuo Chen returned the wine gourd to Caiyi.

When the woman heard what Zuo Chen said, she felt a little angry.

Your little trick directly broke the formation that I had prepared for so long, then what am I?
Waste?
Suppressing her anger, the woman asked again:

"I have never heard of or seen the Taoist priest's face. I wonder if he has a Taoist name?"

"I am just a Taoist priest, there is no need to investigate my Taoist title."

Zuo Chen did not answer the woman's question, but asked:

"But you, acting sneakily, what do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)