Chapter 76 The Innkeeper's Wife

  Using human flesh to wrap dumplings, just thinking about it makes me feel sick. Fortunately, he didn't eat the dumplings before, but rather ate lamb legs, otherwise this lifetime would be a tragedy. In the future, once he remembers that he has eaten human flesh dumplings, his heart will probably die of fear.

  Don't mind them, the boss's wife that the outsider just mentioned should be a master, even Wu Wang doesn't dare to mess with her. What kind of strength does this black shop owner's wife have? Is it beyond the mortal realm?

  "Alright, no more nonsense, let's get moving."

  "Ah, sir, this little guy is tender and juicy, I'm sure it's delicious."

  Hearing the sound of several people coming in, Lin Yun hastily lay down and pretended to sleep. After a short while, the door was quietly opened, and four men walked in from outside, including the shop assistant who had kindly reminded Lin Yun during the day. It's really "knowing someone by face but not by heart". If it wasn't for this moment of discovery, who would have known that the shop assistant would be a ruthless beast?

  He came to the bedside, looked at the young man lying on the bed and already asleep, the shopkeeper took out a small straw from his pocket, blew a mouthful of air against the young man, anesthetic, Lin Yun immediately closed his breath and excluded this anesthetic. If it were an ordinary person who encountered this anesthetic, I believe he would have fallen down long ago.

  Seeing the young man swallow all the anesthetic, the four of them let out a sigh of relief. The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and gently stroked the young man, still praising him: "Really tender and smooth, I haven't encountered such a high-quality product in many years. Let me discuss it with the boss's wife first, if possible, let me taste it fresh."

  Upon hearing this, the other three people shuddered and glared at the shopkeeper. One of them, a burly man, cursed: "You damn thing, you only know how to play with men every day. In all these years, there haven't been a thousand men you've played with, but at least eight hundred. I'm surprised that your thing hasn't been ruined yet."

  "Heh heh, you all don't know, I have a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors. It may be useless for women, but for men, it makes me stronger with each battle. Boss, let's not waste any more time, I'm getting impatient."

  As he spoke, the shopkeeper directly took action and carried the young man away, then the four of them quietly and silently left the guest room, as if nothing had happened.

  Carried on his shoulder, Lin Yun cursed in his heart, actually wanting to rape him? Damn it, during the day, how could this shopkeeper not be a homo, but the situation was that this person had been homo for hundreds of times, and was indeed the ancestor of homos.

  Still in a daze, this time just happened to take the opportunity to see what this black shop is all about. Thinking about it, it's actually quite reasonable. Longmen Town is located in a remote area, surrounded by deserts on all sides. How could they possibly supply fresh meat continuously from far away? The only way is to use local materials, kill people and make human flesh buns. Although this method is a bit ruthless, in this world, under these circumstances, it seems to be somewhat acceptable.

  Carrying the young man, the shopkeeper's right hand was still not honest, constantly caressing Lin Yun's buttocks. If it weren't for his firm determination, Lin Yun would have gotten up and kicked this shameless pervert long ago. Finally arriving at their destination, just as the shopkeeper was about to put him down, he even touched him again.

  He cursed the eighteen generations of ancestors of the shopkeeper, Lin Yun narrowed his eyes and scanned this destination, a slaughterhouse that was not ventilated, with corpses hanging everywhere, some of which had already been disembowelled and cleaned, ready to be chopped into meat paste.

  Seeing this, Lin Yun was 100% sure that this Dragon Gate Inn was a fake, selling dog meat while hanging a sheep's head, and it was indeed a black-hearted shop. If such a black-hearted shop continued to operate, who knew how many more people would be harmed and become filling wrapped in buns.

  With a sudden movement, he glared coldly at the dozen or so people in the slaughterhouse, including the four who had just carried him over, as well as the shopkeeper. Lin Yun said in a cold voice: "You're really a bunch of scum, using human flesh to wrap buns. Have your hearts been eaten by dogs?"

  No one expected that the other party would suddenly come to their senses. The shopkeeper shouted and yelled "Dogzi", and then a figure quickly emerged, waving a pig-killing knife and rushing over.

  Feeling the little fatty approaching him, Lin Yun was shocked in his heart because he had not expected that in this remote Longmen Town, a black market would actually have a congenital martial artist. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even if you beat him to death, he wouldn't be willing to believe it's true.

  It's worth noting that a congenital martial artist is already among the best of the martial artists, and even in Tianfa City, they can call the wind and rain, and blend in like fish in water. But such a congenital martial artist actually works as a butcher here, killing people every day and wrapping them into dumplings for passing customers to eat. It's really a case of "the bigger the forest, the more birds there are".

  Not daring to be the slightest bit careless, a flash of inspiration struck, and suddenly a purple sword appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he swung it backhandedly, unleashing a cold, crimson sword energy that howled out and directly sent the incoming Little Fatty flying back.

  "Sword energy."

  He let out a shout and dodged the red sword energy, his eyes slightly cold as he asked, "Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

  It's the Sword Sect again. It seems that the Sword Sect is very famous on this continent, and as long as he uses his sword energy, 100% of people will shout out the two words "Sword Sect". But in fact, he is not a disciple of the Sword Sect at all. The reason why he can use sword energy is entirely due to the purple sharp sword in his hand and a set of broken sword scriptures, which were passed down by the mysterious black-clothed man. If it's really said that the mysterious black-clothed man is actually a person from the Sword Sect.

  "What is Jianzong? I have no idea what you are talking about."

  "Little one, don't deny it. In this world, only the disciples of Jianzong can wield sword energy. I just didn't expect that a proud disciple of Jianzong would actually disown it. It's truly a shame to Jianzong."

  I'm speechless, why does everyone say they're from the Sword Sect? Is having sword energy enough to make someone a member of the Sword Sect? What kind of logic is this? There's no need to argue with this little fatty in front of me, as long as he knows he's not from the Sword Sect.

  "No matter whether I am a member of Jianzong or not, what you are doing is morally reprehensible. Today, I will take it upon myself to uphold justice and eradicate evil."

  "Is that all you've got?"

  In Xiao Pangzi's eyes, a small martial artist, how could he be his opponent? After all, a martial artist in front of a master is like a child in front of an adult, without any power to fight back. However, as soon as he thought that the other person might be a disciple of the Sword Sect, Xiao Pangzi hesitated, because the Sword Sect was not a small force, and no one would offend a superpower for no reason.

  "Little one, I'll ask you for the last time, are you or aren't you a member of the Sword Sect?"

  "I can also tell you whether I am a member of Jianzong or not, it's none of your business."

  "Alright, since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless."

  As he spoke, the little fatty was about to take action, but at this moment, a figure suddenly shot out from somewhere, and the purple-blue tight-fitting clothes completely set off the woman's devilish figure. Her beautiful face was not much different from that of the beautiful female teacher, but the woman in front of him gave people another kind of beauty, a very wild beauty.

  Stop the little fatty, the woman's slender fingers pointed casually and said in a very loud voice: "You guys listen to me, this is the last time. If there is another time, I will not let you off lightly. Get out of here."

  When they saw the woman, one by one, it was as if mice had seen a cat. In the blink of an eye, everyone left the slaughterhouse, leaving only the woman and Little Fatty, along with Lin Yun's three people.

  "You may have misunderstood. Our Dragon Gate Inn is not a black shop, we only slaughter those who have done evil and harmed the innocent, like you? Mistake."

  Shrimp? Mistake?

  A simple reason turned Longmen Inn from a black shop to a white one, it seems that Longmen Inn is not a black shop at all, but an ordinary inn that upholds justice.

  "Do you think I would believe that?"

  "Believe it or not, this is the truth. I really didn't expect that a disciple of Jianzong would be afraid to admit his own identity. Has Jianzong fallen to such a state?"

  "I am not a member of Jianzong."

  "Aren't you from Jianzong? Then why can you wield sword energy?"

  "I'm naturally talented."

  "Do you think I would believe what you say?"

  "Believe it or not."

  The two swords were drawn, and neither of them was willing to give an inch. The woman's body emitted a faint yet powerful aura that made Lin Yun feel somewhat apprehensive. He knew very well in his heart that the woman standing before him had already surpassed the level of a Xiantian martial artist, and could be considered a high-level expert who had transcended the ordinary. It could be said that Xiantian experts and those who had transcended the ordinary were two completely different levels of existence. Even the weakest of the Transcendent Martial Kings was not something that a Xiantian martial artist could compare to.

  Lin Yun had a clear understanding of his own abilities, and with his current strength, he wouldn't even be a match for a pre-heavenly martial artist, let alone a post-heavenly expert. Even if he were to summon the third-level spirit beast from the Wan Beast Tower, it would still not be enough to take on a post-heavenly expert. This time, he had really gotten himself into trouble - he had thought that the shopkeeper was just bragging, but it turned out that the owner of the Dragon Gate Inn was actually a genuine post-heavenly expert.

  "It's common knowledge in the world that only disciples of the Sword Sect can emit sword energy, don't tell me you stole the Sword Sect's ultimate skill and learned how to emit sword energy."

  "A bull's head does not match a horse's mouth."

  "No matter if you are a member of the Sword Sect or not, I'll give the Sword Sect some face and let today's matter drop. However, you must swear to heaven here that what happened today cannot be told to anyone else, got it?"

  Swear to heaven?

  Longmen Inn is obviously a black shop, but he made an oath to heaven that he would not reveal what he saw today. He still gave face to the Sword Sect, but this was simply an insult to himself. No matter what, he absolutely wouldn't make such an oath. However, Tou Fang's high-handedness wasn't something he could deal with, so the only solution was to use the 36th strategy - retreat as the best option.