Red Lantern Lady...

Whether it was Grandpa Ninth who was carrying the jar, the old shopkeeper, or Wu He who was wrapped in dog skin, they all knew exactly what the red light in the glance just represented.

It is also very clear that at that moment, I was aware of the existence that brought endless pressure, and even Aunt Tan's resentment was suppressed...

Within a radius of ten miles, of course only the Red Lantern Empress has such majesty.

"You actually invited the Red Lantern Lady to come?"

Grandpa Jiu's laughter turned into surprise before it was even halfway through, and even his voice became a little hoarse. He didn't understand how this man surnamed Wu had been fighting for so long for the blood food.

The red light empress?

But he didn't expect that now, looking in the direction of Zhuangzi, the old shopkeeper also had a look of despair and confusion: "Why would I invite her?"

"If I want to invite her, I've waited for so long and gone through so many things, but for what?"

"..."

I should have invited you earlier, and I don’t understand how the Red Lantern Lady was invited here.

Obviously to be on the safe side, I never taught anyone in Zhuangzi how to invite the Red Lantern Lady, and I even put less oil in the lanterns...

The most important thing is that if the Red Lantern Empress comes, all of her plans...

"The surname is Wu, shopkeeper Wu..."

After this suffocating moment of silence, the Tan'er Cult Master Jiu Ye suddenly reacted and shouted: "You didn't invite the Red Lantern Lady here, did you?"

"You're not that stupid. If you alarm her, we won't get any benefits. It's better to stop fighting and go our separate ways..."

"No big deal, I'll each take half of the blood food. Let's leave quickly before she comes over!"

"..."

This suggestion sounds like a fantasy.

There is a blood feud between the two sides, and they are both in conflict with each other. What would it look like if they really did this?

But shopkeeper Wu was indeed filled with resentment, his dead apprentices and clerks flashed in his mind, but even though he hated him, his heart was really moving. He looked at Grandpa Jiu with fierce eyes, but suddenly something flashed through his heart.

something.

His hatred for Tan'er Cult has never been fake, but now he is really moved.

Leave now while you can?

Or is it really up to the Red Lantern Lady to come over and offer this batch of blood food, saying that she has made atonement for her sins?

The latter is naturally more stable, but the former makes more money.

Only he knows the value of this batch of blood food. How many years does he have to work for the Red Lantern Society to earn it?

In addition, although he still has the strength to fight, his substitute is already dead.

Even though I have advanced to the third level of being a New Year's Watcher, I may not be able to withstand Aunt Tan's attack. If we really want to compete, I may not be able to survive until the Red Lantern Lady comes from the village...

At this time, Wu He also took off the dog skin on his head and shouted: "Dad, kill them..."

"You have avenged us, please return the blood food..."

"..."

"Grandpa Jiu, we should go, otherwise when the red light arrives, we will..."

Several members of the Tan'er Sect next to them were also shouting. They had just fought for a moment, but they were all seriously injured by the old shopkeeper.

But even though they shouted so, neither Grandpa Jiu nor the old shopkeeper dared to move.

One of them is also worried that if he leaves at this time, the shopkeeper named Wu will try his best to delay, which will delay the work.

The other one knows that if he takes action again at this time, the Tan'er Cult will fight tooth and nail. Without a substitute, he is afraid that he will not be able to take advantage. Moreover, even if he has delayed his opponent, when the Red Lantern Lady arrives, this batch of blood food will not be able to take advantage of him.

Half of it is not my own...

Thinking about it this way, it turns out that it is divided between the two parties, which is the most profitable?

... He felt something in his heart, turned his head sharply, and looked into Grandpa Jiu's eyes. The two sides seemed to be reaching an agreement.

"hehe……"

But at this moment, a cold laughter suddenly sounded from the darkness.

Both parties held their breath for a moment. They were fighting vigorously just now, but they didn't know when this man came.

Or maybe she has been waiting there for a long time?

Through the night, it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a figure standing there. She looked like a slender woman, with something squatting on her shoulders. Only a pair of shining eyes could be seen.

The woman sneered, but did not say anything. She just seemed to slowly take out something from her arms, shook it gently, and made a tinkling sound. It turned out to be a bell.

As the bell rang, the porters, who were standing there dullly and had never participated in this fierce fight, began to move slowly. They picked up the poles one by one and picked up the bags of blood food, ignoring the surroundings.

Man, slowly walked towards the woman...

"you……"

Leng Buding saw this scene, and everyone in the room actually reacted.

Turning their heads suddenly, Grandpa Jiu and Shopkeeper Wu both saw the confusion on each other's faces, and then suddenly realized:

"Peach picker?"

"..."

There was a life-or-death fight between the two of us, but in the end, someone was standing by to pick peaches?

Shopkeeper Wu and Tan'er's disciples were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts. They felt a sense of urgency and absurdity, and shouted sharply:

"Friend, which road are you on?"

But the other party didn't answer, he just stood there quietly, letting the porter pass by, and walked into the night behind him.

Grandpa Jiu and the old shopkeeper of Tan'er Cult were both frightened by this strange figure. They were sure that this person was not the other party's helper, but they found this kind of thing unimaginable.

In a hurry, without caring about anything else, the two of them suddenly jumped down and struck hard at the silent figure. They placed one hand on the cracked jar and chanted a spell quickly.

Suddenly, the resentment was deep, wrapped in the night wind, and swept towards the silent figure.

The old shopkeeper also turned over and pulled out a chain dart from the bag. It shook violently, and the strong wind hit her face, and it was nailed to her heart.

Not only the two of them, but the surrounding Tan'er cult members also reacted, and at the same time, Aunt Tan's resentment was aroused.

All of a sudden, the two sides joined forces and attacked this mysterious figure. How dangerous is it?

But the woman standing in the shadow and ringing the bell didn't seem to care at all. She stood there quietly, motionless, but the thing with bright eyes on her shoulder suddenly opened her mouth and let out a hoarse and harsh sound.

weird meowing.

The cry was so shrill and shrill that it seemed to have invisible pressure in the night. They were all dizzy and unable to move at the same time.

And with this meow, something seemed to explode in the air, and the old shopkeeper's chain dart full of force suddenly flew back.

It was actually faster and heavier than when it was thrown out just now, and it hit the old shopkeeper with a swish sound. His body was knocked upside down, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

On the side of Tan'er Sect, it was even more terrifying. The evil winds swept back, and the jars in their hands exploded one after another. Aunt Tan inside let out a desperate and tragic scream, and immediately turned red.

The white ones were scattered all over the floor.

After only this experience, both Wu Forum's son and the old shopkeeper realized how terrifying the other party was.

If both sides were intact, they might still be able to fight. Now that both sides are defeated, how can they still have the courage to fight?

Grandpa Ninth, who taught Tan'er, his voice hoarse, shouted in despair: "Friend, who are you?"

"Leave your name behind so that we can be convinced when we lose?"

"..."

"hehe……"

But the figure standing in the shadow did not answer, but just let out a low sneer.

The porters had already walked up behind her amidst the ringing of the bells, as if they had disappeared into the night. She also stopped ringing the bells and seemed to turn around to go, but then she seemed to suddenly think of something and actually walked forward.

This move frightened the members of Tan'er Cult and the old shopkeeper, who all trembled, thinking that she was going to kill someone and silence them, but they didn't expect that she just walked to Wu He and gently raised her hand to take it.

Wu He was also startled. He jumped up and tried to resist, but he didn't see any movement from her and put his delicate fingers on the dog's head.

With a flip of his hand, he actually tore off a piece of dog skin from Wu He's back.

Wu He felt extremely painful and had closed her eyes to wait for death. Even the old shopkeeper wanted to jump up eagerly, but was suddenly stared at by the strange cat on her shoulder, and she felt that her body was extremely heavy.

But this woman didn't do anything. She just waved a fire, shined it on Wu He's back, laughed lowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's pitiful, it must be a magic trick to create animals."

…”

"But Tan'er's method of raising aunt is good, but the art of making animals cannot be learned."

"If we can find someone from the Zhao family, we may not be able to cure him..."

"..."

After saying that, without caring about anything else, he turned around slightly, and there was a sound of bells shaking, and it gradually disappeared into the night.
To be continued...