The monster put down his claws and waited for Jiang Chen's problem.

"How many guests am I?"

When he asked this, Jiang Chen had prepared a few numbers in his mind: twenty-one, forty-nine, sixty-four, eighty-one...

In the magic of witchcraft, these numbers represent specific meanings. As long as the monster's answer meets one of them, Jiang Chen will immediately escape and never look back.

The monster scratched his head, as if he was confused about the problem.

Maybe it has "invited" too many guests during this period and I can't count them.

This reaction made Jiang Chen breathe a sigh of relief.

If it is not a specific number, it at least means that you are not necessarily dead.

Jiang Chen quietly put down his right hand that touched the talisman in his arms, showed a standard smile on his face, and saluted: "Since the lady invites you warmly, I'll be disrespectful."

As he said that, he strode forward, enduring the discomfort in his heart, and sat down on the blood-stained chair.

The monster seemed very excited and rushed to the cabinet, picked a new pair of bowls and chopsticks for Jiang Chen, and served a full bowl of soup to him.

Jiang Chen tried hard to control the urge to frown and cover his nose, took the dishes and chopsticks with joy, and said politely.

Looking at the yellow and green soup in front of him, his right hand holding the chopsticks seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Even if I have closed my sense of smell, it is really hard to resist the churning reaction of my stomach.

No wonder the dozens of guests in front all wanted to escape, and finally went to the cave outside together.

If I don't eat it, I'll probably get together in the cave with them...

Jiang Chen raised his eyelids slightly, and the monster opposite stared at him. Although his appearance was different from that of a human, it was not difficult to see his nervousness.

Letting guests eat this bowl of soup must have great significance for the monster. It is very likely to be part of the "ritual".

Forget it, just treat it as a bowl of bitter medicine!

Jiang Chen made his heart aside, bit his teeth, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth, picked up a little vegetable soup with chopsticks, and slowly delivered it to his mouth.

The sour taste that rushed in almost made him vomit.

But he swallowed the juice of the dish.

When he opened his eyes and looked again, the monster was already sitting right opposite him, and also picked up the bowl and ate the dishes with chopsticks.

Jiang Chen had already sweated slightly, and he felt that his whole tongue was covered with sourness, so he could not eat his second bite of soup.

It's so unpalatable! One more bite will kill people...

He secretly raised his eyes and saw a slight light coming from the monster's body, as if it was coated with a layer of silver frost.

The ceremony took effect in this situation?

As long as someone takes the initiative to eat a bite of the dish, will the ceremony be considered successful?

So, will the remaining soup be finished?

While Jiang Chen was hesitating, he saw that the light on the monster's body became more and more dazzling, like a sun falling on the earth, making him unable to open his eyes.

When the light disappeared, the monster sitting opposite him was gone without a trace, replaced by a beautiful woman.

Even if the clothes that are not suitable for fit are loose, they cannot hide their inherent noble and elegant temperament.

"Madam Jia?" Jiang Chen asked a question tentatively.

"It's me...it's me..." The woman looked down at her hands and body, and her face was filled with joy and joy, and she couldn't speak in a word.

"That's great! You've changed back! Mr. Jia..."

"I know, I know he's been waiting for me!" The woman covered her face, her body trembled slightly due to extreme excitement, and tears flowed down her fingers, "Sorry, please give me some time and let me stay alone for a while, just a while..."

Jiang Chen tactfully did not bother her anymore. While she was sobbing, he quietly left the hut, leaving her alone to slowly digest the joy of the aftermath of the disaster.

As soon as I left the house, what caught my eye was the pretty face of the Peach Blossom Assassin, which was so beautiful that it was not as beautiful as a human.

Jiang Chen was shocked. Before he could speak, Chiyang had already taken a slanted step and stopped the girl in green clothes.

"Good boy! Good job!" Chi Yang stared at the peach blossom assassin. Although he had not turned around, his admiration in his words was beyond words, "This is why this little girl is convinced!"

"Yes, I'm convinced. Uncle, why are you nervous?" The girl in Cuiyi's tone was as lazy and leisurely as ever. "To be honest, Brother Chen is really amazing. I admire him more and more. He can eat such disgusting food!"

She didn't say it was okay. When she mentioned the dish, Jiang Chen's stomach churned again and his face turned blue.

Chi Yang said: "If Xiao Jiang hadn't eaten that bite of food, he would not have broken the curse, and Mrs. Jia would not have recovered."

"Who could have thought that such an ugly monster was actually the incarnation of Mrs. Jia?" The girl in green sighed in her words, "Strange! It's really weird! I've been traveling in the human world for so long, and I have never heard of this kind of witchcraft!"

"You haven't even heard of it?" Chi Yang looked surprised.

The "upper three realms" Xuan Gang masters who are rampant in the world know nothing about this witchcraft. So who in Xiliao City now has the ability to put curses?

A name flashed through Chiyang's heart, and then shook his head and rejected it. No, it could not be him... Although he has fallen a lot, he is not so crazy...

The girl in green clothes seemed to be thinking too, and tapped her chin with her fingers.

After a long time, she shook her head, "Instead of guessing here, we might as well go and ask Mrs. Jia directly. She must know who the person who wrote the curse is!"

She stretched, turned around and walked aside, waved her hand at Chiyang: "Don't look at me so nervously, I won't attack Mrs. Jia. On the contrary, I am happy to fulfill her love with Mr. Jia Si."

Chiyang was skeptical, but still did not relax his vigilance and said to Jiang Chen: "Xiao Jiang, go and see what Madam Jia has to clean up. Let's leave here as soon as possible."

When Jiang Chen entered the house again, Mrs. Jia's mood had basically stabilized. She offered to set off immediately and return to Xiliao City without any cleaning up.

On the way back, Mrs. Jia roughly described her experience of being hit.

"That day, I ordered the people to set up the stage early and booked a new show. On the way to greet my friends, I saw a man in disarray sitting by the flower bed drinking, and went to expel him. You know, I hate the untidy guests, not to mention that he looks very sloppy. I can be sure that he is not the guest I invited, and my husband doesn't have such a friend, so I ordered him to go out immediately..."

"Do you remember what that person looks like?"

"He has a beard, his hair is not combed, he is short and looks like a dwarf, and he looks annoying..."

"Have he said his name?"

"I didn't ask him, but he seemed to have said what was his name... Wei Ying's boy?"

"Wei Ying?" Chi Yang and the girl in green looked at each other and shook their heads, "I haven't heard of it before, it should be a pseudonym. Mrs. Jia, please continue!"

"I told him that the Jia family only entertains clean and tidy distinguished guests, and does not welcome ugly and dirty inferior people like him. At that time, he was very angry and shouted at me: 'Do you think you are clean, noble, and beautiful? I want you to taste the dirty, lowly and ugly taste! Let's see, will anyone still be willing to visit your house! Is there anyone willing to eat with you?' Then I...I'll..."
Chapter completed!