When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

"What kind of a school is this? They're actually doing this kind of thing in school. Is this a cult?"

These things should not appear in the school under any circumstances, and this is a canteen. Why do they put these bottles there so openly? Are they relying on the fact that students can't find the canteen, or are they just being fearless?

Hua Meng took out a pair of monocles with a chain from his pocket. After putting them on, the world in his right eye changed.

Everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a reverse filter. The human tissue soaked in liquid appeared more clearly in front of his eyes. The same was true on the walls of the entire store.

Hua Meng counted the number of eyeballs, there were six in total, so at least three people were dead here.

"At least three of them died. There were no bones inside except for the teeth, but I guess the bones are buried nearby."

Lianwu looked around vigilantly, focusing on the wooden floor.

These boards should be able to be lifted up, and there might be a basement underneath. But they walked around the store and found that the sound of stepping on the boards was solid.

If not underground, where else could it be?

At this moment, Feng Ling felt a sense of crisis and looked up suddenly.

At some point, several skeletons were crawling on the ceiling. There were several tumors at the joints of their bones, and the rest of the bones were exposed.

Although it is not very beautiful, it looks much better than the "fragments of people" in the bottle. At least it is a complete human figure.

Lian Wu and Hua Meng also looked up and saw this.

"go out!"

Although Hua Meng was in a wheelchair, she was not slow and quickly reached the door.

The moment Hua Meng shouted, Lian Wu and Feng Ling rushed to the door as fast as they could.

As a result, the door curtain that could have floated in the wind turned into a seal, leaving only a few gaps at the door. The neon lights outside shone through the gaps, leaving red shadows on the ground.

"My three classmates, where are you going?"

A young boy was sitting on the empty rocking chair. He had a pair of slender eyes with complex red patterns at the corners of his eyes.

A charming voice uttered from his scarlet lips, sounding extremely feminine. The boy was wearing red pajamas, his hair covering his pale forehead.

It was obvious from his look that he was not a good person, so Lian Wu immediately pointed the sword at his face.

The young man grunted, and the skeletons on the ceiling jumped down and surrounded the three of them.

He tried to push away Lianwu's sword with his pale, slender fingers, but found that he couldn't. He had no choice but to rock his body back, turn the chair around, and face the three people with his profile.

"You can't use controlled knives in school. I won't tell the school today. If I find you trespassing on my territory again, my skeletons won't be as well behaved as they were today."

The young man smiled arrogantly, looking very confident, but the three players in front of him did not buy it.

"Just a few of your broken skeletons?"

Feng Ling wanted to laugh at what the young man in front of him said, but he did not underestimate the enemy. After all, he only had a flamethrower in his hand. He couldn't burn them to ashes on the spot, right?

After the young man finished saying this, Lianwu moved Frost closer to his neck.

The boy did not resist, as if he was sure that the player in front of him would not kill him.

"If you want to kill me, you can try, but I will be angry."

The boy glanced to the right from the frost and looked at the player, his head slightly tilted, almost getting his skin broken by the frost. He looked completely fearless.

"If you have something to say, talk it over nicely. Don't use violence."

Hua Meng reached out and placed her hand on Lian Wu's wrist, pressing down gently, but it didn't move.

When the boy saw his expression, he wanted to laugh. It was the same embarrassing situation, but now he had someone to accompany him.

The dream is not obvious on the surface, but in fact he is already trying to dig a hole to bury himself.

"Let's each take a step back. Lianwu, put down your sword and put away your skull."

Feng Ling actually wanted to fight these skeletons, but now he was not alone and had to consider the thoughts of his two companions.

It is better to have less trouble than more. Hua Meng believes that the young man in front of him is definitely not a simple person. If he has the opportunity to establish a good relationship with him, he should be able to get a lot of clues.

The boy was very happy with this. He waved his hand and several skeletons climbed back onto the ceiling.

The fog also brought down the frost.

"You said this is your territory, so you are the owner of this store, right?"

"Of course. I've been running a small shop here for hundreds of years. If this isn't my territory, does it belong to you?"

The boy snorted coldly and turned the rocking chair to face the player.

It would have been fine if this group of players just barged in, but they also messed with his things. How rude!

"Could you please tell us your name?"

Lian Wu and Feng Ling had already stepped aside to admire Hua Meng's diplomatic career with the non-humans.

Normal people cannot live for more than a few hundred years. In the world of Lianwu, if one does not practice cultivation, the life span of ordinary people is only sixty or seventy, and some long-lived people can live to over 80.

This shop owner, who looks like a teenager but is actually hundreds of years old, is obviously not human.

"I've been here so long I've forgotten my own name. Just call me Boss like everyone else. Don't try to get close to me. I won't buy it."

The boss was playing with the beads in his hand. Each bead was as white as jade, but they did not look like jade or pearls.

When Lian Wu saw it, he frowned slightly. It was clearly a bead made of polished bones. After being touched for a long time, the surface had become jade-like and had a jade-like luster.

Over the past few hundred years, the boss in front of him must have killed many people, and those skeletons probably died at his hands.

"I looked at the business hours on the sign at the door. It should still be open now, right?"

"Yes, otherwise why would I be here?"

The boss looked at them intently, "Are you looking to buy anything, classmate?"

He deliberately slowed down his speech for the last two words, moved his face closer to the players, and smiled strangely as he finished speaking, trying to scare them.

However, the performance of the three players in front of him was completely different from what he expected. They looked at him as if he were a monkey, making him feel extremely embarrassed at the moment.

[This is so funny. Does he think he's scary?]

[If this were put in someone else's livestream, it would probably be scary, but unfortunately, he had to deal with these three (laughing and crying)]

[You know what? I think this boss still has some charm. He should be very suitable for women's clothing.]

[Upstairs, are you serious? You don't have any special fetishes, do you?]

[Oh my god, there's a pervert sneaking into the live broadcast room!]

Having failed to scare the players, his mischievousness diminished a lot, and he was no longer in the mood to amuse the players. An expression of impatience began to appear on his face.