Countless auras are produced between the abandoned gardens of Wanliu and the tombs.

Those auras are very light, but they also have a biting chill. They are different from the aura of the powerful demon clan and the dragon breath of the Xuanshuang dragon, making them look even more filthy.

Most of the powerful men of the Zhu family who were buried in this tomb were gathered in the Stars. Although the two powerful men in the sacred realm, including Zhu Luo, were in tombs, they also had fragments of their souls. As for the filthy feeling, they were poisonous from the corrupt corpse bones.

The starlight seemed to have become dim at this moment.

The aura gradually gathered towards the hunchbacked dwarf, and the sacred power he released was introduced into a jade bottle in front of him.

The most authentic magical technique is used to collect the most filthy Yin corpse poison. There is no relevant record even in the palace, because this method is too ancient and long-lasting, and it may only retain its heritage in some places, such as some mountain gates, Saint Peak or Changsheng Sect of the Southern Sect of the National Cult...

And if there were important figures from the Tang family present at this time, or it could be recognized that there was a formation in Kyoto's imperial chariot map formation that was very similar to it.

As time went by, the foul aura between the grave became less and less, and all of them entered the small jade bottle.

The hunchbacked short man opened his eyes and looked at the little jade bottle in front of him, his eyes full of greed and excitement.

He carefully took the little jade bottle to his nose and sniffed it. Although there was no smell, his face showed an intoxicated look.

There is half a bottle of liquid in the small jade bottle, which is clear and transparent, like water, but it is relatively sticky, and more like some kind of honeydew.

Fish sauce and rosin are both dew after death, and the liquid in the bottle is the same. This is the dew of the Yellow Springs.

The night became deeper and the stars were rising. The cemetery outside Wanliu Garden replied to its previous appearance. No one could see that it had been dug up here, let alone anyone know that the soul-free corpse poison of the powerful men of the Zhu family has been collected by incredible means.

The hunchbacked dwarf returned to the inn called Liusu.

He was very short, and he bowed his head with his head down, and with a black hat covering his head, he could not see his face at all.

After leaving the mountain gate, he has been living and walking in the deep mountains and forests. It is rare to see people because he has some inferiority complex.

It was not until these days that he learned to dress up like this that he felt a little satisfied.

This was what he learned from the other party after seeing the great demon figure on the snow field that night.

Walking into the kitchen from the side door of the inn, he squatted out the window like a dog, looking at the sky on the yard wall, waiting for the arrival of morning light.

The sound of chopping onions and the chef's low reprimand came from behind the window, and was then covered by the fog.

He got up and walked into the kitchen, looked at the label on the food box, found the target, took out the small jade bottle, and dripped a few drops into the plate.

Today, Liusu’s breakfast was made of Hanqiu City’s famous jade tofu. The liquid in the jade bottle drips on it, looking like honey, which is very appetizing.

The food box was quickly taken out of the kitchen and delivered to the corresponding guest room according to the label so that guests can feel a good mood when they wake up in the morning.

The hunchbacked thin man squatted out the window, looking at the increasing morning light, thinking about what would happen later, his eyes gradually narrowed and he was in a good mood.

However, nothing happened.

Chaoyang had jumped out of the horizon and even crossed the low wall in front of him. The inn was still very quiet. He could hear the sound of washing and talking, and he could even hear the sound of rewarding money in Xiao Er's pocket, but he didn't hear the sound of the two people's hearts stop beating.

The warm red sun shines on his ugly face, as if his rusty pupils were shrinking into a grain of rice.

He walked back to the kitchen again, looked at the food box held by the shop assistant, and confirmed that the tofu on the plate had been completely eaten up.

He turned his head slowly, wonderingly, and sniffed it on a plate with only some juice left, confirming that there was no smell.

For some reason, the waiter seemed to be unable to see him at all, and the picture was very strange.

He said to himself, "Isn't you dead? How is this possible?"

The waiter suddenly heard a sound in the air beside him, and was startled and almost screamed.

The reason why he didn't scream was because a hand covered with black hair and scales suddenly stretched out from the air, shaking his throat.

The hunchbacked dwarf appeared, looking at the waiter with no expression on his face, without any human emotions in his eyes.

The waiter had never seen such an ugly or disgusting thing before. He was so scared that he struggled constantly, but he could not escape control at all.

The hunchbacked short man thought about it and took out a drop of liquid from the little jade bottle with great care and dripped it on the waiter's face.

In an instant, the waiter's body became stiff and he could no longer struggle. A drop of dark spots appeared on his face, and then it quickly spread to all parts of his body.

In a very short time, a living person became a breathless, dark statue, and died like this.

The hunchbacked short man observed the changes of the waiter, thinking that there was no problem, and his facial features gathered together seemed particularly distressed.

A slight cool morning breeze blew in from outside the window, dissipating the remaining fog in the kitchen, and at the same time brushing the waiter's body into countless wisps of black smoke.

Facing the rising sunlight, the black smoke quickly became transparent and could no longer be seen.

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Nanke has packed his luggage.

Chen Changsheng stood by the window and looked at Hanqiu City under the rising sun. He finally felt that the city had some vitality.

But the next moment, he felt a passing of vitality.

He didn't know where this feeling came from and why he suddenly felt something.

There are countless creatures living between heaven and earth, and life is born and the passing of life is always there.

He could feel it, which only means that the passing of this vitality was related to him.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Nanke.

Just then, Nanke also raised his head, and the two of them met in the air, and they saw the warning in their hearts.

Nanke's eyes moved again and finally landed somewhere on the floor ahead.

After passing through the floor, you will reach the downstairs, a room on your right hand.

Chen Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and countless sword lights appeared in the room.

The countless morning lights coming from outside the window suddenly disappeared and the light was dimmed.

Countless sword intents fell sharply, and in an instant, the wooden floor disappeared silently and turned into dust flying in the morning light.

Chen Changsheng and Nanke landed on the ground.

Just as their feet fell to the ground, the stone wall in front of them also dissolved, turning into the finest powder and dispersed around.

The stone wall disappeared like this, revealing the picture behind the wall.

There are chopped green onions on the cutting board, and the iron pot under the steamer is still steaming.

Obviously, this is a kitchen.
Chapter completed!