Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

"Hey! It really tastes like wontons."

Zhui Ming sniffed it and then said affirmatively.

"I happen to be hungry, why not come and have a meal."

Qin Ye stretched out and said lightly.

"Be careful of fraud!"

Leng Qingxi reminded Qin Ye.

"It's okay. With you here, even if there is danger, there will be no risk."

Qin Ye said with a smile, he had great faith in Leng Qingxi's strength. Generally, the ancestors of the sect are no match for her. Even if there is an ambush, they will be safe and sound.

In this way, the four people walked towards the front following the smell, and soon saw an inconspicuous small restaurant.

There were no customers in the small restaurant, only an old lady was busy in front of the stove, and what was cooking in the pot was wontons.

No wonder this small restaurant was opened in such a remote place. It was very dilapidated and the environment was very poor. All kinds of debris were placed together.

"Burial Immortal Wontons!"

There is a shabby store plaque hanging at the entrance of the store, with four large black characters written on it.

"Immortal Burial Wontons, this name is really lazy. If you eat these wontons, you will become an immortal."

Zhui Ming teased.

Qin Ye gave Qin Ye a slap on the back of his head and said, "Maybe it's not becoming an immortal, but burying an immortal."

"It doesn't matter if I am buried as an immortal, it at least means that I have become an immortal."

Zhui Ming smiled and said.

"Let's go! Let's go in."

Qin Ye took the lead and walked in. Although the two women were a little dissatisfied with this shabby place, they saw that Qin Ye walked in without dissatisfaction, so they followed suit.

As soon as they entered the store, the busy old lady noticed Qin Ye and the others and immediately came over with smiling faces.

She walked over diligently and wiped a shabby table: "Guests, please take a seat!"

When Qin Ye and others sat down, the old lady asked: "Do the guests want to eat wontons?"

"We smelled the wontons outside and it was really delicious, so we thought we would come over and have a taste."

Zhui Ming said with a smile.

The old lady smiled and said: "Guests, you are so lucky. My wontons will be ready very quickly and you can eat them in a while."

"Why don't you open a shop on the street outside? How can there be business in such a remote place?"

Hu Lingyun frowned and said.

"well!"

The old lady sighed slightly: "It's just a small business and I can't afford to rent a shop."

"How long has this shop been open, aunt?"

Qin Ye suddenly asked.

"For many years, my family has been selling wontons here for generations."

The old lady replied.

"Oh? After selling wontons for so many years, you can't afford to rent a shop?"

Qin Ye smiled slightly and saw that what the old lady said was not the truth.

After running a store for so many years, if you believe me that I have no money, then you are just waiting to be deceived.

No one will start a business that is not profitable, let alone persist in it.

Therefore, there is only one truth, this old lady lied.

As for why she lied, it doesn't matter. Maybe she likes it here. Even if the business is not good, she can have some peace and quiet.

"Haha, this young man, this shop is just a small business, just for a bite to eat."

The old lady laughed, and then changed the subject: "Looking at the appearance of the guest officers, they should be new to the Immortal Burial City, right?"

"Not bad! We just arrived."

Zhui Ming responded carelessly.

"There is something I don't know whether I should say?"

The old lady's expression suddenly changed and she asked in a low voice.

"What words?"

Qin Ye asked.

"The guests, please go back as soon as possible. This time, there are so many warriors coming to the Immortal Burial City, so it is better for the guests to leave as soon as possible."

"Maybe it should be them leaving, not me."

Qin Ye said leisurely.

The old lady looked at Qin Ye and said seriously: "It seems that the young master has an extraordinary background. No wonder he has such great confidence."

"There is something I want to ask my aunt."

Qin Ye said suddenly.

"What's the matter? Just ask, I will tell you everything I know without reservation," the old lady said.

“Auntie, is the meat stuffing in these wontons made from human flesh?”

When Qin Ye said these words, the old lady, who was still smiling, her eyes suddenly released a terrifying light, and the aura on her body flashed.

At this moment, Hu Lingyun and Zhui Ming immediately felt the old lady's terrifying skills, and looked nervously to protect Qin Ye behind them.

Just such a flash of breath has already revealed that this old lady's cultivation is extraordinary.

Even Leng Qingxi, who had always been calm, couldn't help but send a message to Qin Ye: "I'm afraid her cultivation level is very high. She may already be a Martial Saint, or maybe she's still above it."

Leng Qingxi could feel how terrifying the old woman's cultivation was, but she didn't catch the flash of breath.

The old lady quickly returned to normal, with a smile on her face again, and said: "What are the guests doing? The shop is just a small business, the guests were joking, how could a small shop do such a business? "

"Does the shop look like a black shop to you?"

Zhui Ming was afraid that this store was really a shady store, so he quickly pulled Qin Ye's clothes and asked Qin Ye to say something nice.

Qin Ye looked at the old lady and smiled slightly: "There is nothing wrong with the wontons in your pot. It was just a joke."

Zhui Ming breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the young master still knew what was right.

However, Qin Ye's next words made Zhui Ming feel desperate, as if he had a premonition that a war was inevitable.

"You should be a dead person. I don't feel any breath of a living person on you."

After hearing Qin Ye's words, the old lady smiled and said, "Sir, you are really joking. How can a dead person open a shop to make wontons for you to eat..."

"Sir, are you mistaken? She is obviously a living person."

Zhui Ming looked at the old lady and couldn't help but muttered that she didn't look like a dead person.

"Sir, she doesn't look like a dead person."

Hu Lingyun stared at the old lady, and she didn't see that the other party was a dead person. If it was really a corpse, it would be controlled by someone, but there would be something abnormal.

She was confident that she could detect the clues.

The old lady in front of her was talking and laughing, and didn't look like a dead person at all.

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes, looked at the old lady, and smiled softly: "You can hide it from others, but not from me. Although I don't know what method you used to keep yourself alive, at least you have died."

"Sir, you are joking. There is no such method in the world."

The old lady shook her head and said, "The wontons are ready. I will serve them to the guests."

After that, she turned and walked towards the stove.

When the old lady walked away, Hu Lingyun frowned and asked Qin Ye: "Is she really dead?"

Although she didn't want to believe it, she believed that Qin Ye would not make a point.

Since she said that the old lady was dead, Qin Ye must have his own reasons.

"She is dead!"

Qin Ye said affirmatively: "I just don't know what method she used to keep herself alive. However, the method is not difficult to guess. Either she practiced a strange technique or ate some treasure."