Chapter 291: Death

Chapter 291 Death

"Aaaaaah!!" Zuo Wang Dao knelt on the ground, trembling as he covered his skinless face with his hands, emitting a violent scream.

This scream was not only due to pain, but also because he had been tricked by the other party.

Accompanied by the sound of slime sliding over skin, Black Tai Sui's writhing tentacles wrapped around that face skin bearing eyeballs, slowly retracting back into Li Huowang's mouth.

With a "gulp," Li Huowang struggled to swallow the foul-smelling, sticky thing in his mouth.

He watched Zuo Wang Dao struggling to stand before him, stumbled backward to draw, and the copper coin sword instantly appeared in his hand.

"Shua!" As Li Huowang's body lost balance and fell to the ground from swinging the sword, Zuo Wang Dao, with over a dozen copper coins embedded in his body, also collapsed on the ground.

Dying Zuo Wang Dao wore a bizarre smile on his face. "As expected, you are still the most powerful... Hong Zhong Boss... Da San Yuan is truly Da San Yuan."

Li Huowang, lying on the ground unable to rise, looked silently at the sky with his eyes, quietly feeling the intense pain on his body. "I didn't expect... I actually fell here... Truly unwilling..."

Looking at Gao Zhijian far away, whose body was covered by those clay statues, and the Great God attempting to approach this side, Li Huowang struggled to turn over.

"This... this pain, if left unused, is truly too much of a waste?"

He tried hard several times but failed, but finally, he inserted his hand into his abdominal cavity. "Tear Flesh Draw Bone!"

The sounds of collision and fighting around disappeared, replaced by continuous screams and wails.

Everything in Gan Yuan Village, whether those things hiding inside the clay statues, or the people and dogs of Gan Yuan Village, at this moment shared the same feeling as Li Huowang.

Those clay statues could not hold out immediately, trembling constantly as they fled underground, and the critical situation just now was instantly resolved by Li Huowang.

Feeling their departure, Li Huowang loosened his hand, consciousness gradually scattering.

"Li Huowang!" In his dazed state, Li Huowang subconsciously propped up his head and responded. "Who? Here."

The last thing he saw was Bai Lingmiao running towards him. "I cannot die, I cannot die..."

Li Huowang tilted his head, consciousness falling into darkness.

At the fifth watch, hearing the sound of roosters crowing outside, the scruffy Dogwa carried the chamber pot out of the room, his face lacking blood color, the white cloth on his collar representing he was also injured, the reason he came out to empty the chamber pot despite being injured was because Gao Zhijian's injuries were much heavier than his, those clay figures almost tore his arm off.

Coming to the latrine to empty the chamber pot, he hurried back yawning with his neck tucked in.

Passing Room Tian Number Two, Dogwa pulled open the window and cautiously peered inside.

Seeing Li Huowang lying on the bed with a deathly look on his face, showing no sign of waking, Dogwa helplessly shook his head.

Returning to his own room, as soon as he put the chamber pot under the bed, Gao Zhijian's thunderous snoring stopped. "Wha... wha... wha..."

"Nothing, still the same, move inward, I'll sleep another round."

Dogwa flipped onto the bed, shrinking his ribcage-like body into the quilt. "Sigh, Senior Brother Li probably won't make it this time, time to divide the family, sigh, fool, tell me how much of that gold box can I get?"

Hearing the dissatisfied movement beside him, Dogwa continued, "I'm not cursing Senior Brother Li, you saw it yourself, this time even the internal organs were hollowed out, no matter how skilled the shaman is, after all, he's not a real god, right? Can he resurrect flesh and bone?"

"Bang!" Dogwa was pushed off the bed.

"Hey, you person!" Dogwa grumbled standing up, having no sleepiness after being bumped like that, turned around picked up the copper basin on the square wooden shelf, and went to the well in the backyard to fetch water.

After washing up, he walked out of the street, came to a small shed by the road and sat down, "Boss, a bowl of sweet tofu pudding, and two fried dough sticks."

"Alright! Wait a moment, coming soon,"

Steaming hot tofu pudding, sprinkled with some scattered sesame seeds and red sugar on top, made the hungry Dogwa swallow saliva.

Using chopsticks to pick up a dough stick, soak it in the tofu pudding until soft, then stuff it into his mouth, instantly his mouth was full of oily sweet fragrance, truly comfortable.

"This Great Liang is different indeed, usually don't cut seedlings yet eat breakfast, breakfast has so many varieties."

After Dogwa finished breakfast happily, the people on the street nearby also started to increase.

Carefully licking the bowl clean with his tongue, Dogwa stood up, took out over a dozen wen coins from his waist and threw them over.

"Oh my, so much, thank master for the tip!"

"Who did you say tipped you? Bring three portions like that to the second floor of the neighboring inn, I won't watch, don't shortchange me."

After speaking, Dogwa turned and merged into the crowd nearby, during this period, he had become very familiar with this town.

Wandering around a circle, he finally stopped in front of a secluded coffin shop.

Spitting some saliva into his palm, touching his temples, Dogwa lifted his foot and walked in.

The man inside calculating with an abacus, upon seeing Dogwa's sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face, immediately wore a helpless bitter smile.

"Master Cao, you're here again? Please come in."

"What? Thought about it all night, can I say the price there can be lower?" Dogwa stood beside a large-headed coffin, patting it skillfully with his hand.

"Master Cao, this is high-quality red pine wood, oh my, please don't pat, patting every day, the coffin paint is chipping off from your patting."

"Are you buying or not, asking the price every day, you wouldn't want to do this business too, would you?"

"Hmph." Dogwa was very disdainful, "Of course I really want to buy, you discount half a liang more, discount half a liang more and I'll pay the deposit today."

Hearing this, the coffin shop owner's heart skipped a beat, voice quickly slowed down, asked cautiously, "Our Senior Brother Li... fast?"

Seeing Dogwa close his eyes, pout his lips and nod, the owner hardened his heart, "Fine! Half a liang less is half a liang! This is the lowest, cannot bargain anymore."

"No rush." Dogwa circled the coffin carefully several times, spoke to that person again: "Shopkeeper, since it's half a liang less, give a burial robe too?"

An hour passed quickly, the coffin shop owner who talked himself dry finally agreed to Dogwa's quote.

He really didn't want to drag it out anymore, dragging it out further, regardless of whether Senior Brother Li in Master Cao's mouth died or not, he would be worn to death by him.

After paying the deposit, Dogwa asked again: "Shopkeeper, those who handle funerals, you know them all well?"

The coffin shop owner nodded repeatedly, "Rest assured, chefs for the banquet, opera troupes, and the eight immortals carrying the coffin, I know them all well."

"Want the best, want a grand funeral! That's my brother who lived and died with me!"

"Fine! When the time comes I'll help you connect, absolutely handle this matter beautifully, rest assured."

"By the way, order more maids from that paper doll maker for me, Senior Brother Li goes down alone, I fear he'll be bored."

"Master Cao is righteous!"

"Sigh, no choice, once Senior Brother Li dies, they will cry until they die and live, ignoring everything, someone always has to do such things, last time I did it too."

"Last... last time?"

(End of Chapter)