Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 489 Tea Evil(2/2)

The face has been torn, and the next step is to fight with each other.

Tea Gong and Tea Lady, this weird ghost exists, even though Wang Fu drank him to death, he didn't panic. In addition to pretending to be a ghost, he is also very powerful. He can be ranked in the top 20 without any trace of water.

"Cha Gong and Tea Po, there's no need to call you Tea Ghost. How about I just call you Tea Ghost?"

"what ever."

The tea ghost did not refute, but asked, "You practitioners, have you ever drank some spiritual tea?"

Wang Fu didn't answer. It was obvious. Dianling tea has the wonderful effect of restoring mana, which is a necessity for practitioners.

"If I said that as long as you drink even a little bit of spiritual tea, you will be at the mercy of me. If this is not the case, would you believe it?"

Xiong Quili was furious, "Don't do this, do you think you are a god?"

"I am a ghost. I can only become a god, not an immortal. If you don't believe it, you might as well look back at the scent of tea just now. Was it stronger than ever before? It once penetrated into your bones and... deep into your soul?

Wang Fu and the others kept their expressions unchanged, but felt panicked inside. Yes, that's exactly what happened.

I just smelled the aroma of tea for the first time, and my heart moved. It seemed that I smelled an unprecedented aroma of tea, which was breathtaking. It seemed to leave a mark deep in my memory that would linger for a long time.

Normally, smelling such a fragrant tea would be a supreme enjoyment.

But in Gushan, this move is an extremely dangerous signal. Any sensory stimulation that makes your thoughts wander is a fatal danger.

Tea ghost's conspiracy?

"Yes, that tea aroma is just an introduction. The more tea you drink, the stronger the aroma will be."

The tea ghost's voice continued, "You practitioners have a saying about sins. Killing someone is a sin, and doing evil is also a sin. The more sins you commit, the deeper the retribution will be."

"My tea ghost practice is based on the 'tea evil' method."

"It's just a joke. It's just drinking tea. What kind of crime is this?"

Xiong Tili couldn't help but retort.

"The positions are different. In your opinion, killing ghosts is a merit and killing is a sin. In our ghost world, the reverse is also true." The tea ghost continued to explain, "The more you drink spiritual tea, the better it will be in my place.

The more sins committed, the deeper the retribution will be."

"You should be cautious. You haven't had a sip since you stepped into the tea stall. Little do you know, it's already too late."

"The spiritual tea you drink on weekdays, and the tea evil you create, at this moment, has completely become the retribution for killing your life."

"Your fate will be miserable, even worse than that of these tea pets."

"That's nonsense."

Xiong Tili thought to himself that if it was true as the other party said, wouldn't he be the one who committed the most sins?

Lu Sanbao was the last to join the family, so he must have drank the least amount of Dianling tea, and he was the first to join, so he must have been the most, and Wang Fu was right in the middle.

"Junior brother Wang, don't listen to his nonsense, let's work together to destroy this tea stall."

Without saying a word, Xiong Tili clasped his hands together and balled them up, forming a ball of thunder and fire, and smashed it towards the stove.

flutter!

The black shadow flashed past, and it was the old woman who flew forward to block the lightning strike.

At the moment of collision, thunder and fire suddenly erupted, causing high temperature, electric shock, and burning to cause various damage effects, instantly overwhelming the old woman.

However, the offensive stopped there and did not fall on the stove.

After a blink of an eye, the fire light dissipated, and the old woman stood still, with no change except that her clothes became tattered.

Um!

Xiong Turi frowned, the tea ghost was more resistant to being beaten than he thought!

"Haha, you still don't believe it."

The tea ghost suddenly burst into laughter, and the old man and the old woman pointed at Xiong Teli's chest and abdomen.

"Well!"

Xiongtali suddenly felt a painful abdominal pain, like a hundred sharp knives rolling through his stomach and intestines, piercing him from the inside out.

The internal organs were rubbed and squeezed with great force, and shifted hundreds of times in just a few breaths.

"Pfft."

Xiong Tili couldn't help but open his mouth, and what he vomited was not blood, but warm tea soup. This was the spiritual tea he drank in the past.

Just after he vomited several mouthfuls of tea soup, his throat suddenly slipped, and a fist-sized meatball came out of his mouth. It had a mouth, eyes and nose, and it fell to the ground and jumped away.

"Did you see it? This is tea evil."

"And you two."

Wang Fu finally understood why even a tough guy like Xiong Qili couldn't bear it.

The pain rising from the guts floods the entire body and is about to tear you apart from head to toe.

He also began to vomit, vomiting out balls of meat, more in number than Xiongturi.

"Wang Fu, the more tea you drink, the deeper your sins. Among the three of you, you are the one who deserves to die."

The tea ghost's harsh voice echoed over the tea stall, floating in the ears of the three of them.

Lu Sanbao's condition was the mildest, but he was still curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach and sweating coldly in pain.

In this case, even if you have the power to reach heaven, you will not be able to try out infinite magical powers.

If you have a stomachache, no matter how strong you are and how thoughtful you are, you will still be tortured into a sick cat.

"Now, I'll give you a chance. There is tea on the table. A sip can relieve the pain, but if you stop, the pain will become a bit more intense." The tea ghost's words were like the devil's temptation.

Wang Fu immediately understood that he wanted to drink poison to quench his thirst.

"Don't even think about it."

Xiong Tili raised his finger, and the firelight hit the thatched roof, igniting a wisp of green smoke, which was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Can't burn.

Since the tea stall is the true form of the tea ghost, how can it be easily destroyed?

Xiong Qili was in pain as if there were ten thousand steel needles hidden in his chest and abdomen, but he gritted his teeth and refused to look at the tea on the table.

"Sambo, hold back, don't be fooled."

Lu Sanbao nodded.

The tea ghost tried every possible means, first by inducement, and now by coercion. Wasn't the purpose just to make them drink the tea soup?

The more the other party behaves like this, the less likely he is to be fooled, and the temporary pain can be endured.

"Junior Brother Wang, what are you going to do?"

With Nenglili's surprised eyes on his face, Wang Fu took out a pill from his storage weapon and ate it.

The elixir fell into my stomach, and the pain of being cut into pieces disappeared. The tea ghost was not lying.

"You're stupid, I brought my own tea, I don't need to drink yours."

Tea Ghost was stunned for a moment, then laughed randomly and said, "When your effect wears off, the pain will become even worse. I hope you can still laugh by then."

"At least during this period, I can find a way to kill you."

Wang Fu waved his palms repeatedly, and Neng Chuli and Lu Sanbao each took a few elixirs, which they ate without hesitation.

Ling Ling Dan is an elixir made from the essence of tea leaves, and its medicinal effect is more lasting.

The tea ghost shot himself in the foot, which gave the three of them a chance to fight back.

But he was not worried. As long as the elixir was exhausted, the three of them would still suffer, and life would be worse than death.

"Brother Xiong, don't listen to his nonsense. Let's work together to demolish this broken tea stall."

Wang Fu doesn't want to be vain and directly destroys the tea ghost's body. No matter how weird your method is, you can't use it.

"Three Treasures."

"The disciple is here."

"Thundering, setting fire, it's hard work. This is not your home, so don't be polite."

Wang Fu also became angry and decided to use the naughty child as a killer weapon.


Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next