Let’s talk after we leave.

The group of people who opened the illegal shop deserve to die, but the diners are innocent. They use the money they earned from legitimate labor to pursue delicious food. This is only natural. Unless they are perverted righteous madmen with water in their brains, no one can accuse them.

If this store were to be overturned now, I don’t know how many people would have nightmares because of it.

Yin Shuang didn't object to Wu Jie's idea. She didn't care whether the diners were happy or unhappy - in fact, she didn't care whether the black shop killed people or not.

Wu Jie said that the owner of the black shop was bad, so he should be killed; Wu Jie said that he wanted to take care of the emotions of the diners, so just wait.

With this idea in mind, they hid in the dark and waited.

This black shop was built in a relatively remote place outside the city. Seeing that it was getting late, the diners were leaving one after another, and the shop was preparing to close.

At this moment, Wu Jie and Yin Shuang transformed into an elderly couple and came to stay in the store with a heavy package.

Shops like these in Jiuzhou World, which are opened outside the city, often also operate as inns. Those travelers who miss the towns and villages on their way can stay one night in them and continue on their way.

Of course, their conditions are certainly not as good as those in specialized inns, but they are still better than sleeping in the open.

Seeing the old couple coming to stay, the owner of the black shop naturally welcomed them. Wu Jie pretended to be old and confused, and accidentally touched the package, and a lot of silver coins fell out. The couple hurriedly picked it up and put it away, but they were

The owner of the black shop could see it clearly.

Money and silk moved people's hearts, not to mention that he was originally a vicious and cruel person, so he didn't even hesitate and habitually put sweat medicine in the couple's meals, hoping to follow the old rules.

When the vegetable soup laced with Mongolian sweat medicine was brought to the table, Yin Shuang took a sip and shook her head.

"This soup doesn't taste right, it's too bland."

The shop owner was stunned - even though he is a villain, he is also a good cook. Over the years of cooking, he has never encountered a situation where the food is not to the taste of the customers.

"Was it bland? It doesn't matter. I'll get the sauce and just add some bean paste."

"No need to bother." Yin Shuang smiled coldly, stretched out her hand, penetrated the shopkeeper's chest with her arm, dug out his heart, threw it hot into the soup, and then scooped it up slowly.

Take a spoonful and taste it.

"Well, that's almost it now." She changed back to her true appearance, smiled coldly, gently licked the blood on her finger with her tongue, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"This blood is not clean enough, and the taste is still a bit weird after all." Her eyes were like the cold wind blowing from the arctic ice field, sweeping over the people in the black shop who came after hearing the owner's scream, "You are all here by chance, I'll come

Comment, whose blood tastes better..."

The fate of everyone in the black shop was naturally tragic. Yin Shuang cast a spell to make the stove and soup pot huge, and threw them all in, stewing them alive into a pot of broth.

As for the black shop itself, Wu Jie burned it to a white ground and burned away all traces of it.

This happened many, many years ago, but Wu Jie couldn't help but think of it at this moment. He thought of Yin Shuang's smile that was like a cold wind at that time. He thought of her smiling as she threw everyone in the black shop into a pot and boiled them alive.

The appearance of time.

It was complete peace, without joy or sorrow, without any emotion.

He sighed deeply, shook his head, and made up his mind to become the Yang God as soon as possible and rush to his wife's side.
Chapter completed!