“Hehe, blood offerings are difficult to transport and even harder to hide."

The old shopkeeper's eyes swept over the seven or eight yellowish-brown, dust-covered cloth bags, his voice lowered slightly: "But that's for people who are particular. For you Tan'er Sect, the method is extremely simple."

"It's nothing more than human skin bags,"

"Killing a few people alive, peeling off their skins, and then refining them with your Tan'er Sect's sinister methods, sewing them into cloth bags, can prevent the blood offerings' scent from leaking, is that not so?"

The colorfully dressed people beside Ninth Grandfather didn't dare answer when they heard Shopkeeper Wu reveal this, staring fixedly at him.

On the other hand, Ninth Grandfather didn't seem surprised at all, but chuckled softly: "You guessed that we left this batch of blood offerings here, and you guessed what method we used to hide them, so why haven't you made a move all year? So patiently waiting for us to come?"

"Oh, right, you can't sweep the door, so you can't find them, right?"

"..."

"I certainly don't know your door-sweeping methods, but I can guess roughly where they're hidden."

Shopkeeper Wu said coldly, "This manor is close to Old Yin Mountain. Even with the Lantern Lady's lanterns hanging here, evil spirits have never stopped. Yet, within this several *li* radius, nothing strange has happened. How could I not see something amiss?"

The porters were dazed, unaware of what was happening around them, and remained still.

But the colorfully dressed people were somewhat surprised. Seeing Shopkeeper Wu appear, they were already worried that the Red Lantern Society people were lying in ambush nearby.

Only Ninth Grandfather wasn't flustered at all, slowly turning his body, loosening the ropes that were painfully tight on his shoulders, his ear slightly to the side, listening to something.

Suddenly, he chuckled, his expression triumphant, and said, "Surname Wu, you have a few tricks up your sleeve, but don't underestimate our Tan Gu Gu!"

"As soon as we arrived, she knew you were holed up around here. The children have all been called back, and those who remained are preparing to blow out the lanterns. What can you two do to us?"

"..."

As his voice fell, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded around them. In the shadows, figures flickered, and seven or eight more people ran out, some dressed as peddlers, some like street performers, but everyone held a large jar in their arms.

They were the ones who had been summoned earlier. When they arrived, they naturally ascertained that there was no ambush by the Red Lantern Society nearby, and the number of Tan'er Sect people suddenly increased several times over.

"Woof..."

The big black dog immediately lowered its spine, whimpering, ready to pounce and fight to the death.

But unexpectedly, Shopkeeper Wu suddenly reached out and pressed on the back of the big black dog, his voice suddenly lowered:

"I know you can sense that I'm here, but I also know you'll definitely appear tonight. You can't wait any longer. Human skin bags are no longer useful. The bloody aura will leak..."

"But I came here tonight not to stop you."

"You can take this batch of blood offerings. I've already taken the blame."

"But..."

He paused, suddenly looked up at Ninth Grandfather, his voice沉重: "I only beg you, spare my daughter."

"She's still young, she still wants to live as a human..."

"..."

When these words were spoken, everyone around was shocked, and even the sound of the wind seemed to quiet down a lot.

The big black dog was even more stunned, turning its head to look at the old shopkeeper.

"These words are sincere. As long as you can spare my daughter, I can swear, I... I can kowtow to you!"

But as Shopkeeper Wu spoke, his knees actually sank, and he knelt down to Ninth Grandfather.

"Da Da..."

Such a scene made the big black dog next to him anxious, a crack splitting open at the tip of the dog's nose, and Wu He's head emerged from the dog skin. Her eyes were full of tears as she forcefully pulled Shopkeeper Wu: "Get up, Da Da!"

"Didn't you say you brought me here to take revenge? Why are you kowtowing to them..."

"..."

"Revenge is not important..."

Shopkeeper Wu reached out and touched her face, his eyes full of pain, and whispered: "But Ni Zi, you must live..."

"Haha, well said..."

This scene surprised the Tan'er Sect people. It was Ninth Grandfather who

slowly clapped his hands and said: "Old Wu, wouldn't it have been over if you had done this earlier?"

"Last year, if you had listened to us and swallowed this batch of blood offerings with us, we would have been living a good life in Old Yin Mountain by now. Maybe your daughter would have been married, why would she need to wear a dog skin?"

"Yes, yes..."

Shopkeeper Wu seemed to have no backbone at all, only repeatedly saying: "I was disrespectful to Gu Gu. I underestimated Gu Gu's methods."

"Now Old Wu knows how powerful she is. I beg you to help my daughter undo this术, okay?"

"..."

"Simple."

The Tan'er Sect's Ninth Grandfather smiled triumphantly and said: "Our family's Gu Gu can put this dog skin on her, and of course, she can take it off. How about this, you step aside, we'll take this batch of blood offerings back, and come to save her in three days?"

"Can't wait."

Shopkeeper Wu said: "Help my daughter undo it now..."

"I'll make a poisonous oath here. As long as you help undo it, you can take this batch of blood offerings away, and I'll never stop you."

"..."

Ninth Grandfather's eyes flickered, and he slowly smiled: "But we don't have all the tools on hand right now, so we can't cure her now..."

Shopkeeper Wu lowered his voice and said: "If not, you can tell me how to undo it, and I can undo it myself."

Ninth Grandfather looked at Shopkeeper Wu for a long time without speaking. The jar behind him seemed to move.

He suddenly opened his mouth and smiled: "If that's the case, then it's fine, but this is our secret method, and others can't hear it."

"You come over here, and I'll teach you, how about it?"

"..."

As he spoke, he slightly tilted his body, facing the large jar behind him towards Shopkeeper Wu.

Wu He's head, sticking out from the dog skin, couldn't help but shake repeatedly, but Shopkeeper Wu took a deep breath, said "Okay," and got up from the ground.

Without even patting the dust off his knees, he walked straight to Ninth Grandfather, slowly extended his left hand, and reached out to touch the jar. But before he could touch it, with a sudden *ka-la* sound, his arm was broken.

A large piece of the flesh above was missing. From the jar behind Ninth Grandfather, a chewing sound was heard.

The old shopkeeper groaned, retreated a few steps, his left hand drooping by his side, shaking non-stop.

But he forcibly endured the pain, his expression unchanged, and he said in a low voice: "It's right to offer a piece of flesh to Tan Gu Gu, but now..."

"...You should tell me the method, right?"

"..."

"Haha..."

But Ninth Grandfather suddenly laughed.

With his laugh, the colorfully dressed people around him also laughed, and those street performers hiding in the night, holding the jars, also laughed.

Finally, even the porters with stiff expressions mechanically laughed along.

Mixed in the laughter were some strange sounds, as if the things in their jars were also laughing.

"You, Shopkeeper Wu, pride yourself on being shrewd, how can you say such foolish words?"

Ninth Grandfather stopped laughing and said sternly: "It's easy to create livestock, but difficult to be a human. The human skin has been taken off, and you still want to put it on?"

Amidst the sounds of ridicule, only Shopkeeper Wu did not laugh.

He just tightened his expression, but it was difficult to hide the despair on his face: "So, there's really no way?"

"Even you people who do the dirty work don't have a way?"

"..."

Ninth Grandfather laughed, staring fixedly at the old shopkeeper: "You know the method of killing people, but do you know the method of reviving the dead?"

The old shopkeeper sighed softly, unable to say how much despair was in that sigh.

But in the next moment, he suddenly looked up, his eyes becoming sinister, full of bloodshot eyes, and said in a low voice: "Since that's the case..."

"...Then you don't need to wear this skin anymore!"

"..."

In the sound of his voice, he suddenly moved forward, reached into the bundle behind him with his right hand, and pulled out an iron whip, fiercely smashing it towards the jar behind Ninth Grandfather.

As a Shou Sui Ren who has ascended to the Third Realm, his movements are indescribably swift and ruthless. It was almost impossible to see clearly in the shadows, and he had already swung the iron whip, drawing a howling wind, and heavily smashed it towards the large jar behind Ninth Grandfather.

"Want to make a move?"

But at this moment, Ninth Grandfather and the people around him shouted at the same time.

In the night, they were seen simultaneously hugging the jars. There were eerie and strange sounds inside the jars. In the next moment,阴風缠绕all over the ground. The old shopkeeper's right hand, the whip in the air, and even his legs, were suddenly缠绕by bursts of 阴風.

Surrounded by the Tan'er Sect, he, a dignified shopkeeper, was captured as soon as he made a move.

"Chi" "Chi" "Chi"

In the next moment, blood spurted out from his right hand and legs at the same time, and large pieces of flesh suddenly disappeared, as if they were being gnawed by something.

But at this moment, Shopkeeper Wu seemed to have no sensation, just glanced forward coldly.

Suddenly, he moved his body forward, and the left hand hanging by his side suddenly lifted up, punching Ninth Grandfather's chest, and then kicked his left shoulder, causing his body to turn half a circle, and the large jar behind him was also thrown over. Then, he kicked out with all his strength.

"Ah ah..."

The jar was震动by his kick, and cracks appeared. There seemed to be something inside screaming in pain.

The people of the surrounding Tan'er Sect were shocked. This change was completely unexpected. In the midst of being caught off guard, Ninth Grandfather had already been injured by Shopkeeper Wu, and they didn't even know what had happened.

But before they could think of other moves, there was a sob beside them. It was Miss Wu He who had once again put the dog's head over her head and pounced fiercely towards them.

"You..."

Ninth Grandfather was seriously injured by Shopkeeper Wu, and he rolled over on the spot, barely pulling away, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He roared in a low voice: "Did you find a substitute?"

"To deal with scum like you, how can I not think of some ideas?"

The old shopkeeper's face was gloomy, and the muscles twisting and biting could be felt in the night. He said in a沉声道 voice: "Ni Zi, let's do it, let's destroy these gangs, avenge you and your fellow disciples, and then take these blood offerings and fly far away..."