When Feng Bujue said this, he glanced at Xiao Ling. The latter immediately understood what her captain meant and nodded at him. Then, Xiao Ling used her elbow to nudge Xiao Tan who was sitting beside her.
When Xiao Tan turned to look at her, Xiao Ling had already lifted the bowl in front of her and placed it next to her mouth.
"I've decided!" Xiao Ling stared at the disgusting bowl of meat soup. She gritted her teeth and stomped her feet. "Fine, I'll drink it!"
Before she could finish her sentence, she opened her mouth and pinched her nose … Then, she began to pour the soup down her throat.
When Xiao Tan saw this, he understood why Xiao Ling had nudged him earlier. So, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. Then, he used both his hands to hold the bowl of soup in front of him. Suppressing the physical and psychological nausea, he gulped down the soup.
Within a minute after Feng Bujue appeared, the three bowls of meat soup that Oink served were finished by the three members of Underworld Frontline. When Xiao Ling finished drinking, she imitated Brother Jue and smashed her bowl. When she did, Xiao Tan fell as well.
When the crashing sound of bowls subsided, No Mouth King, who was sitting at the side, finally realized something ….
"That's not right …" Looking at the soup dregs and porcelain pieces on the floor, No Mouth King thought to himself, "Doesn't this mean that I can't drink it even if I want to?" With that in mind, he immediately raised his eyes to glare at Feng Bujue and growled darkly, "Feng … you tricked me!"
"Hahahahaha …" Feng Bujue looked up at the sky and laughed. "Yes, I did!" He replied in a despicable manner. "What can you do to me?"
Before Brother Jue finished the second half of his sentence, he had already leaped out and jumped at the stove … Translator's Thoughts Lonelytree Lonelytree Lonelytree
However …
Bang!
In the next second, the dull sound of a pig's hoof hitting a body was heard.
Oink instantly appeared beside the stove and punched No Mouth King, who was about to lift the lid of the soup pot, to the ground.
"Ugh … But …" No Mouth Is King wanted to curse, but before the words could reach his mouth, he realized that he couldn't catch his breath. It was clear that Oink's seemingly simple punch was far more powerful than he had imagined.
"How dare you …" Oink looked at No Mouth King, who was lying on the ground trying to catch his breath. He said coldly, "Who allowed you to touch the soup pot? Do you know the rules of the kitchen? "
"Well said ~" Feng Bujue interjected as if he was talking to himself. He stood beside Oink with one hand on his waist and pointed at Not Talking Is King arrogantly. "Look at you. Do you think you won't be able to cook for at least eight to ten years?"
"Shut up!" Dan Oink turned around and scolded his Brother Jue.
"Hey, hey … I'm just helping you." Feng Bujue looked at the man innocently and replied, "And I'm not wrong …" He started to count with his fingers. "Wash the toilet for a year, wash the dishes for a year, wash the vegetables for a year, cut the vegetables for a year, mix the vegetables for a year …"
"Shoo, shoo, shoo …" Oink shoved Brother Jue to interrupt this shameless man. "Who asked you to help me?" As he said that, he picked up the cleaver from the chopping board and waved it before his Brother Jue. "Let me tell you, that's only if we're talking now … If this was 500 years ago, with my temper, I would've stabbed you to death!"
When Feng Bujue heard that, confusion appeared on his face. "500 years ago … Didn't you use a rake?"
Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!
Just as Brother Jue said that, the cleaver in Oink's hand slashed at him. The cleaver was as fast as lightning … However, Brother Jue was prepared. He spun around and retreated. He was unharmed. Oink's cleaver landed on the stove, creating a crisp sound of metal hitting stone.
"Kid, I haven't seen you in a while. You've grown quite a bit …" After the first round of attacks, Oink did not continue. He stopped and said to Brother Jue.
"You flatter me …" Feng Bujue replied with a fake smile. "If we're talking about skill, Brother Oink, you're still better than me."
"Humph … Don't try to get close to me." Oink said as he turned around and slashed at No Mouth King, who was still standing.
Before the rising star of Zombie Blade could stand up, his neck was sliced cleanly by the cleaver. Not long after the decapitation, he dissolved into white light and disappeared …
"So … the 'rule' here is …" Feng Bujue looked at this calmly. "If we don't drink the 'soup' that you've prepared … we have to die, right?"
"Not necessarily." Oink held the bloodied cleaver and walked to the stone sink to wash it carefully. "You'll die if you can't beat me, right?" He paused. "Of course, if you drink the soup obediently, you won't have to fight me."
With just a few sentences, they had basically explained the various events and flags that had happened here.
Therefore, it was time for Feng Bujue to show off. "See, I'm just in time." He looked at his two teammates. "I knew Brother Oink's cooking would be good."
"Pfft … I just 'saw' it …" Xiao Ling narrowed her eyes and whispered. But she did not say anything else lest she exposed her captain's information.
Actually, with Xiao Ling's intelligence and her understanding of Feng Bujue, she had already deduced what had happened earlier …
First, when Feng Bujue walked into Xiangji Kitchen, he used data observation to 'see' the effect of the soup.
After that, he quickly came up with a strategy. While everyone was still in a daze, he took the opportunity to drink the soup of 'Mouth Is King' and forcefully raised a death flag for the other party …
Then, Big Brother Jue, who finished the soup, gave Xiao Ling a look and had her pull Xiao Tan to finish the soup.
That way … the three bowls of soup that were 'served by Oink' would be gone.
Even the action of 'throwing the bowls' was part of Feng Bujue's plan. He had already predicted that if the bowls were still on the table after the three of them finished the soup, No Mouth King might be able to eat the leftovers to avoid triggering the 'no soup' death flag. But with Feng Bujue and his teammates throwing the bowls, No Mouth King's chance of survival was completely cut off …
Even though Xiao Fei also realized that he had to drink the soup after seeing the actions of the three from Underworld Frontline, it was obviously unwise for him to touch the pot of soup … In this place, the players could only accept the 'soup that Oink gave them'. Taking it on their own was a different matter. So, they would still die …
"Alright, stop wasting time." Oink cut them off. "I'm in a hurry. If you have any questions, just ask them."
Hearing that, Feng Bujue and his teammates exchanged a look and came to a consensus.
Brother Jue was obviously the best person to negotiate with the NPC, so he asked without hesitation, "How did the town end up like this?"
"Three nights ago, three people broke into the temple to steal the treasure." Oink did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "They killed the abbot and stole the key. Then, they invaded the pagoda in the stone courtyard and broke through eighty-one Dhyana seals, causing the Six Closures Mirror to break out of the seal."
"Six He Mirror?" Feng Bujue repeated the word with a questioning tone. (Due to the same pronunciation, Brother Jue thought Oink said 'He'.)
"More than one thousand years ago, there was a Daoist priest …" Oink continued to explain, "This man's spell was powerful and cruel … He spent several decades to collect the blood of more than ten thousand people to refine an incredibly evil treasure …" He paused for half a second before continuing, "… and that was the Six Doors Mirror."
At this point, Oink washed the cleaver in his hand and walked slowly to the stove. He leaned against it and said, "The so-called Six He Mirror refers to the six realms of reincarnation. The Six He Mirror in this Six He Temple is a result of a misunderstanding. "
"Then this' Mirror of Six Harmonies'," Feng Bujue continued, "… how did it end up inside the Temple of Six Harmonies?"
"To put it simply … an eminent monk sacrificed himself to save the world and died together with that witch." Oink replied, "Later on, the disciples of the eminent monk placed the Stone Pagoda of Kasyapa that he used when he was alive here. They sealed the Six He Mirror into the pagoda with layers of seals and built temples around the pagoda so that future generations could guard it."
"Understood …" Feng Bujue nodded and asked, "Hmm … Let's talk about the three thieves. Who are they? Where are they now? "
Oink thought for a few seconds and replied, "Strictly speaking, the three of them are not humans … The leader is the grand disciple of that witch. His Daoist name is Miao Xuzi. He is half human and half demon. He likes to disguise himself as a young monk. Not only is he proficient in Daoist spells and witchcraft, he has also studied many Zen techniques. "
"Oh … No wonder the 81 seals couldn't stop him …" Xiao Tan shook his head and added.
"The second person …" Oink continued, "… is a woman. She's a thief known as the Red Oriole. She's a very strange person. From a human's point of view, she's no doubt a beauty. She's very skilled in martial arts and doesn't lack money … However, she likes to be a thief … "
"She's a kleptomaniac," Xiao Ling added.
"If she only likes to steal, then she's a kleptomaniac …" Oink continued, "But … not only does she like to be a thief, she likes to be a prostitute as well." He shrugged. "A person who can buy an entire brothel with a wave of her hand willingly gave herself to the lowest class prostitute. She's not a kleptomaniac, is she?"
"Then it's [Beep —]." Feng Bujue blurted out, but his words were blocked by the system, so no one knew what kind of weird term he had uttered.
"It doesn't matter what it is. After all, she's been killed by that kid over there," Oink said and turned to look at Wang Tanzhi.
"Huh?" Xiao Tan was startled. Two seconds later, he said, "Oh, you mean the monster in red with the big mouth?" He scratched his head. "Er … are you sure she's a human?"
"When she came to steal the treasure, she was still a human," Oink replied, "But … after the Six He Mirror was broken, she was no longer a human."
"We'll talk about that later." Feng Bujue brought the topic back. "Let's talk about the third person first."
"The third person … is called Lu Bufu. He's a thief who's famous for his' delicious food '…" Oink scoffed and glanced at the pot of soup on the stove. "The irony is … he's now a pot of meat soup."
His words were like an invisible vomit-inducer, causing Xiao Tan and Xiao Ling's stomachs to feel an indescribable discomfort.
"Of course, it wasn't me who killed him. It was that kid who went by the name of something Wang." Oink said, "I just didn't want to waste the material."
"That kind of thing doesn't matter …" It looked like Feng Bujue did not care about eating Brother Bufu. He continued to ask, "I'm more concerned about what happened when they stole the treasure."
"Humph … They're just a bunch of small fries who don't know what's going on. What good can they do?" Oink shook his head and replied in a helpless tone, "When the seal was broken, the Six He Mirror appeared. It enveloped the entire Lotus Moon Town in the 'Shroud of Blood' and summoned the 'Six Paths of Evil'. Then, the people in the town died quickly under the influence of the shroud. After they died, they were tortured by the Shroud of Blood and were unable to reincarnate. As for the three unlucky bastards … since they knew nothing about the mirror's power, their souls were taken by the mirror and they became the hosts of the evil spirits."
"I see …" Xiao Tan nodded. "In other words, the three of them were possessed by the 'Six Paths of Evil'?"
"No, they weren't possessed," Oink replied. "The 'Six Paths of Evil' does not refer to six specific individuals but …" He thought about it for a few seconds and said, "To put it in terms that you can understand … they are the symbols of six relatively extreme consciousnesses. These six can be entities that exist somewhere in this universe, and they can also be things that do not exist in the physical dimension … "He paused." If you want an analogy … it's like the 'Dao' that you humans often talk about. Dao can be a person, a book, a sentence, or a philosophy. "
"Then what are the Six Paths of Evil in this Shroud of Blood?" Xiao Ling asked probingly.
"Lu Bufu is the 'Path of Hungry Ghosts', and Red Oriole is the 'Path of Humanity'. Both of them have been eliminated," Oink replied.
"Not only have they been eliminated, they're still being digested." Feng Bujue seized the opportunity to mock Oink.
"And Miao Xuzi is the 'Path of Heaven'. Currently … he should be moving around the abbot's room." Oink ignored his Brother Bujue and continued, "Other than that … there is a poor soul that was' consumed 'by the mirror forty years ago. His name is Zhang Ke. He is the' Path of Hell '. Currently, he and the mirror are still inside the pagoda."
At this point, Oink paused for a few seconds before continuing. "The four of them are the hosts of evil spirits that were 'reflected' by the mirror. Basically, they retain their original personality and memory, but in essence, they are a different kind of creature." Then he raised his finger to point at himself. "As for the remaining two … one of them is me."
"Oh … the 'Path of Animal', right?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Yes," Oink replied. "I was summoned here by the Six Paths Mirror as some kind of 'representative'. Unless the Shroud of Blood absorbs enough lives or is destroyed, I won't be able to leave."
"Then …" At this point, Feng Bujue's expression shifted, and he asked darkly, "What about … the 'Path of Asura'?"
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