Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

After having lunch and resting in the woods for nearly two hours, the six of them got up and went directly to Youcheng.

As for Liu Dazhuang, who had already collapsed in Liaocheng, no one cared anymore.

Youcheng is not particularly far from Liaocheng, only a little over 200 kilometers away, and the six of them arrived before evening.

Since it was daytime and it wasn't convenient to enter the city directly, Meng Tong found a secluded spot outside the city to land.

The six then disguised themselves briefly and entered the city.

Youcheng truly lives up to its name, with few people on its streets. You might only encounter someone wearing a dark red robe every few hundred meters. The robe covers their entire body, and not even their hair is visible.

When passing by Meng Tong and the others, they all kept their heads down and walked without looking to the side, as if they didn't exist.

"This place is so strange!" Sheng Zhuzhu whispered in Cheng Mian's ear, feeling goosebumps all over her body.

There was a strange feeling, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what was wrong. The whole city was gloomy, and there was a layer of white mist in the air, with an indescribable smell.

"Why don't we find an inn to rest for a while?"

“Okay.” Holding Lu Chuan’s hand, Meng Tong and Lu Chuan walked ahead.

Walking north along the somewhat damp main road of Youcheng, all the gates were tightly closed and no inns were open until we were almost at the north end of the city when we could faintly hear voices.

Then they saw a caravan in front of an open inn.

They were muttering and cursing, and when you got closer, you could hear that the inn was full and the innkeeper was chasing away caravans.

"Sir, I've already told you our shop is full. Please find somewhere else!"

"No way, your store is the only one open in the whole city. Where are we supposed to find a place to stay?"

"Exactly, what a terrible place this is! We can't find a place to stay, we can't find any food. I think you might as well just pack up and go to the underworld instead of this city."

"you……"

The shopkeeper was a man in his early fifties. He wore the same dark red cassock as the others we had just met, but it wasn't completely covering him up; you could at least see his angry, sullen eyes.

Hearing the caravan leader speak so viciously, the shopkeeper, in a fit of anger, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

“Let me tell you, Youcheng is His Highness the Crown Prince’s fiefdom. How dare you utter such treasonous words? Even if our inn has accommodation, we will not let someone like you stay.”

"Get out, get out of here."

The shopkeeper was so angry that he was trembling, and his hands, which were hidden under his cassock, were shaking. The two waiters next to him ran out when they saw this.

Holding brooms, they started hitting the caravan members in the face without saying a word.

They had been walking for a day and a night, and were exhausted and hungry. How could they possibly win? Within minutes, they were bruised and battered, leaving with their meager goods.

As he passed by Meng Tong and his group of six, he glanced sideways at Meng Tong and Sheng Zhuzhu twice.

Sure enough, there was a reason why they got beaten up.

Seeing that the innkeeper and waiter were about to close the inn door, Meng Tong and his six companions quickly went over.

"Hello! We are..."

"We're full, no more guests. Please leave!"

Interrupting Sheng Xiu, the shopkeeper instructed the waiter to close the door.

Being turned away for the first time, Sheng Xiu was still a little uncomfortable. He turned his head awkwardly and whispered, "Why don't we go look somewhere else? Maybe they'll open up!"

"it is good."

The other five knew this was normal and didn't dwell on it, continuing in the original direction.

Little did they know that as soon as they left, the tightly closed inn door opened again, and the innkeeper stood at the door watching the backs of the six of them, his dim yellow eyes gleaming with a sharp light, seemingly lost in thought.

"Great Shaman, should we take down all six of them?"

A waiter came over and asked.

The shopkeeper waved his hand, and a hoarse voice escaped from his throat, completely different from the voice he had just heard.

"Observe further; God favors clean souls."

"Yes."

……

Meanwhile, Meng Tong and his group of six were unaware that they were being watched. After circling around Youcheng and with the help of Meng Tong's special abilities, they finally found a small inn in an inconspicuous alley.

The shopkeeper was a woman in her early forties with a still beautiful figure. When Meng Tong and his group of six entered, her charming eyes looked straight at Sheng Yu, who was leading the group.

"Honored guest, you'd like to stay at our inn!"

"Our place may be small, but we have a comprehensive service area and our prices are reasonable." The shopkeeper swayed his hips as he walked towards them, sizing them up as he spoke.

She would glance at each of the four men, her eyes lighting up, and before she could say anything else, she led them to choose rooms.

Sheng Zhuzhu and Meng Tong were like air to her.

The two looked at each other, both feeling somewhat speechless.

"Hmph! Sir~ You've come to stay at the inn! Anyone can tell you that a few shameless people will be completely swayed by a little coquetry."

"Sister-in-law, let me tell you! You can't give men any face. You've already given birth to three children for your fourth brother, and yet he still..."

Holding Meng Tongdu's arm, Sheng Zhuzhu, with the air of an experienced woman, shared her tips on managing husbands.

They only stopped when they reached the second floor and saw four people rushing down.

"My lady, why don't we find a place to stay for the night without leaving the city?"

"Sister-in-law, let's go!"

"Yes! This place is terrifying."

The four of them looked unwell. Meng Tong asked, "What's wrong with you guys? Is there a ghost on the second floor chasing you?"

"More terrifying than a ghost."

"What is this?!"

Sheng Zhuzhu clearly didn't believe it. She walked around the four people and looked towards the second floor.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A deafening scream pierced the sky from Sheng Zhuzhu's throat, and then she collapsed limply into Cheng Mian's arms.

What the hell is it?

Meng Tong was very curious, but before she could turn her head to look, Lu Chuan picked her up and ran outside.

It was at this moment that Meng Tong saw what they were afraid of.

The once flamboyant female shopkeeper, with her voluptuous figure, was now visibly rotting, with clumps of flesh falling from her body.

Her fleshy face, which had been covered in rouge and powder, was originally not bad-looking, but now it looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

The face was horrifying; the eyes looked like they were about to pop out, oozing dark red blood; the mouth was slowly rotting, and you could even see a few wriggling white worms inside.

They seemed to smell something sweet, and wriggled around with great hunger, their tiny eyes staring intently at them.

This……

Meng Tong's face instantly tensed up, and many familiar images flashed through his mind.

She looks too much like a zombie from the apocalypse.

"Impossible! How could there be zombies here?" Meng Tong immediately suppressed the thought.