Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 106: Sect Master, I’m afraid of death too!

"There are no waiters in this city."

The young man brought the wine and meat to a table that had obviously been wiped and put it down. Then he turned around and spoke to Han Yu in a strange tone.

Han Yu didn't expect to meet him again so soon and was surprised.

As for Han Yu, the young man's keen senses told him that this person was not simple.

Qingzhou Prefecture is a ghost place where ordinary people would not come except for cultivators. But the man in front of him did not have a single trace of true energy flowing from his body, which was really strange.

Otherwise he would not have stepped forward to talk to him just now. He just didn't expect that this guy not only had a strange cultivation level, but also had some problems with his brain.

It would be fine if he was just staring at the city wall, but it was rare to see a cultivator who knew nothing about Qingzhou Prefecture and yet came here.

Han Yu smiled awkwardly and was about to leave.

The young man had a thoughtful look on his face. He was indeed curious about Han Yu, so when Han Yu was about to turn around and leave, he called him softly.

"If you're hungry, let's sit down and eat together."

Han Yu was indeed a little hungry. When he was still hesitating, the young man smiled and reminded him, "This is the only place in the whole city where you can eat. There is nothing to eat outside."

"Then it's annoying."

When Han Yu sat down awkwardly, three or five people came into the inn. They came quietly, each holding a rabbit in their hands, and went straight to the kitchen as soon as they entered the door.

Not long after, he came out with rabbit meat.

At the same time, as if by appointment, people came in one after another. The things they carried in their hands were very different, but they were nothing more than small animals from the wild.

The entire inn was a little quiet, and the people sitting down did not disturb each other. Han Yu was watching curiously, and the young man explained beside him, "If you want to stay in this city, you will have to cook for yourself here in the future."

The entire Qingzhou city is completely uninhabited, with only monks passing by, either taking a short rest here or getting enough food and clothing.

This inn is also the only place that can provide cooking for monks.

"So the first rule here is don't cause trouble in the inn, otherwise you will offend not just one or two monks, but all of them!"

The young man picked up a piece of meat, chewed it happily for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Then may I ask why this place is so deserted?"

This is what Han Yu is most puzzled about.

The young man paused with his chopsticks, and then looked even more surprised than Han Yu.

"You don't know? Then why are you here?"

Han Yu was stunned by his question. Could it be that all the monks who came here came with a purpose?

I wanted to ask in detail, but the young man waved his chopsticks and said, "This matter is too long to explain. Let's talk about it after we finish eating. Eat first."

After saying that, he patted the big gourd on his waist, took it out, shook it a few times, filled two bowls, and handed them to Han Yu.

"Eating meat without wine is like having nothing. Come on! Make one!"

The young man raised his bowl proudly, and Han Yu followed suit in a daze.

The spicy taste stimulated the taste buds for only a moment and then quickly faded away. After finishing a bowl, Han Yu's face was not red and his heart was not beating fast, while the young man's face turned red in an instant.

He wanted to continue pouring wine, but when he looked up at Han Yu's condition, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand, "You need to cultivate to dissipate the smell of alcohol when drinking. I won't share with you. It's a waste."

Han Yu smiled bitterly. It was not him using his skills to dispel the smell of alcohol. It was clearly his own strong body that dissolved the alcohol. He could even eat poison, let alone alcohol.

But this is really hard to explain, I can only laugh.

The young man poured himself another bowl and could not help saying, "If you can't get drunk by drinking, then you are a heretic."

After drinking the second bowl of wine, the young man's face became even more rosy, but he seemed to enjoy this slightly tipsy state very much, and his expression was relaxed and contented.

"I have not yet asked for your name."

Han Yu was also in a daze. The two of them ate meat and drank wine, and they actually got along better and better. It was only now that they realized that they didn't even know each other.

"My name is Han Yu." "My name is Huangfu Liang."

Just as the two were introducing themselves to each other enthusiastically, a figure suddenly rushed into the inn in a hurry.

Han Yu looked back in surprise, following Huangfu Liang's gaze. The person who came was a woman with a plump figure wearing a green dress. She had an ordinary face, but a pair of thick eyebrows that looked like they were painted on, which were eye-catching. Her words and actions were also quite masculine.

Why do I say so? Because at this moment, the woman was swaggering in carrying a musk deer.

After scanning the inn for a while, his eyes lingered on Huangfu Liang for a few moments, and then he looked at Han Yu a few more times.

"Don't look at me, turn around."

Huangfu Liang suddenly spoke in a low voice and secretly kicked Han Yu under the table.

When Han Yu turned around, the woman seemed to snort coldly, then swaggered into the kitchen.

Huangfu Liang slowly exhaled, and then said to Han Yu seriously, "I'll teach you another rule in this city. Don't mess with her."

When a man talks like this, it usually means he has offended someone.

As expected, Huangfu Liang looked at the kitchen with fear and whispered, "I drank two extra bowls a few days ago, and when I left, I just whispered that her face didn't match her figure."

"and then?"

Han Yu became curious and asked.

Huangfu Liang showed a sigh on his face, drank another bowl silently, and then spoke.

"It's hard to understand, but before I met her, I hadn't been beaten in years."

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"Master, I am afraid of death too!"

Ye Hei's face was as sad as if he had lost his parents, and he stared at his own leader eagerly.

The elixir is gone, and you asked me to be responsible for informing other sects. If they don't believe you, it's fine. At most, they will detain me and ask you for an explanation.

If the other party believes it, I will kill myself directly...

Other sects may be able to talk about this Mohist school.

"If the Mo family knew that the elixir was gone, would they happily kill their subordinates and then come to you for an explanation?"

Ye Hei said to Bian Renjie with a sad face.

Bian Renjie's expression froze. It was hard to say about other sects, but the Mohist sect...

He dared to bet that if the news of the pill disappearing from his hands spread, the entire Mo family would be as nervous as if it were New Year's Day.

It’s not easy!

"It's not easy, why don't we just give up?"

Ye Hei looked at him hopefully and spoke.

Bian Renjie's face immediately turned dark as he refuted.

"You want to overturn the table? The eight major sects are sitting on the table."

After thinking for a moment, Bian Renjie gritted his teeth in pain and then spoke.

"You still have to go and be straightforward and tell them that the elixir is gone and it disappeared on its own. Whether they believe it or not, we at Wushuang Tower are willing to compensate them."

"Remember, be sincere when you speak, especially to the Mo family. Whether you can come back in one piece depends on you."

As Bian Renjie's most capable right-hand man, Ye Hei was the only one who had to go on such an important matter. He couldn't refuse and could only retreat with a bitter face.

Watching Ye Hei retreat, Bian Renjie's face remained ashen.

What kind of shit is this?
Even if several sects believed that the elixir was still missing from Wushuang Tower, this incident would surely result in a huge loss.

(End of this chapter)