Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

Li Guanhai smiled and said, "That's good. The road of cultivation is long, and each realm is a new world. That sense of achievement is one of the best motivations to help cultivators continue to improve."

Jiang Zitang asked curiously, "What are the other motivations?"

Li Guanhai looked at her strangely and said, "There are too many. Some are for revenge, some are for immortality, and some are simply for becoming stronger. There are too many motivations that drive people to improve. Yours is considered a good one."

"Oh." Jiang Zitang nodded, looking as if he understood, and then asked curiously, "Sir, what is the motivation that drives you to improve?"

Li Guanhai was stunned by her question. Countless answers flashed through his mind in an instant. He thought for a while and said lightly, "The heaven is vigorous, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement."

"Well said." Xu Qingqiu came over, with a high ponytail and a tall figure. The whole person looked heroic and stunningly beautiful. The combination of the two styles collided with a very unique charm.

She walked to Li Guanhai, holding her head high, "The reason that drives me to progress is the same as yours. The road of cultivation is long, and every new exploration is an unknown journey full of various adventures."

Li Guanhai said: "You eavesdropped on us."

Xu Qingqiu shrugged, "No, you guys were talking too loudly, and this is not a shameful thing, are you afraid of being overheard?"

Then she looked in the direction of advance and asked: "Are we heading west?"

Li Guanhai said: "Southwest, let's go to Jinlizhuang."

Xu Qingqiu was puzzled: "What are we going there for?"

Li Guanhai took out a yellow wine gourd and said: "Jinlizhuang has a fine wine, I still miss it, just to fill the gourd."

Xu Qingqiu took the gourd from him, pulled out the cork with a pop, and took a look inside, "Well, it's a self-contained space, and it's no problem to hold a few jars of wine."

The flying Shenzhou arrived at Jinlizhuang. Flying and riding in the city were prohibited, so several people landed outside the city and walked into the city.

The city was still as lively as when Li Guanhai came here. The streets were bustling with people, and the vendors on both sides sold all kinds of strange food and gadgets.

They had been stationed on the East China Sea front for many years, and they hadn't been shopping like this for a long time. Now they were reluctant to leave and enjoyed it.

Everyone bought some things, no matter whether they needed them or not, they were very happy.

Coming to the more lively main street and climbing up the Jinli Building, Li Guanhai handed the wine gourd to the shop assistant, and at the same time handed him a heavy purse, and reminded him: "Fill it up, no water allowed, and prepare three tables of good wine and food."

The shop assistant opened the purse and said in surprise: "Oh, sir, I gave you too much, you can't use these."

Li Guanhai waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, just go."

"This... OK."

The shop assistant turned around and left with the purse and wine gourd.

Han Xian smiled and said, "I heard that the wine of Jinlilou is fragrant ten miles away. Although it's not that exaggerated, you can smell the aroma of wine as soon as you step into here, which shows that this restaurant is indeed unique in brewing wine."

Han Hao had already found a seat and sat down. He was a wine lover. Hearing this, he slapped the table and said, "Okay, let's taste it later. If it tastes good, I'll buy a few jars to take away."

Three tables of wine and food were quickly prepared, and Li Guanhai's wine gourd was also full. When the shop assistant handed the gourd to Li Guanhai, his attitude was obviously much more respectful.

Although he was not a cultivator, he had heard from the wandering cultivators talking about the strange treasures in the world. In his opinion, Li Guanhai's wine gourd that was not full was a treasure, and those who could use his treasure were not simple people, so he did not dare to neglect it.

Li Guanhai waved his sleeves and took away all the wine and food, including the wine bowls and dishes, and then took everyone out of the city, boarded the flying Shenzhou, put all the wine and food on the stone table, and ate while rushing.

After two days, everyone came to the first town slaughtered by the evil spirit, Yutang Town.

It is called Yutang Town because the people in this town make a living by raising fish. There are no less than ten fish ponds within a radius of dozens of miles from the town.

Yutang Town has cooperation with restaurants and fishmongers in other towns, so the people in the town live and work in peace and contentment, and their lives can be described as rich. Although not very rich, at least they have enough food and warm clothes in the severe winter, and do not have to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Everyone jumped off the flying Shenzhou and stood at the entrance of Yutang Town.

It is early morning now, and the town in front is shrouded in morning mist, hazy.

Han Hao said: "There is no trace of blood. Was the body disposed of by the Taoist friends from the sect who came to check?"

"Let's go in and take a look."

Li Guanhai led everyone into the Hengmen with the three words "Yutang Town" written on it.

The so-called Hengmen is a pillar on each side, a horizontal beam on the top, and a plaque embedded in the middle.

The sun rose from the east, dispelling the morning mist that filled the streets of the town. The scene that came into view was like hell on earth.

Countless corpses were lying on the bluestone-paved streets, all of them looked like mummies, with their eyes wide open and their upper and lower jaws opened to a terrifying degree, even enough to fit a fist.

These people died in the same way, but in different postures. Some were lying on the street, some were sitting in a teahouse, four people were lying on the table, and some were sitting on the ground, with a broken bowl in front of them, and a few copper coins in it.

Obviously, these people did not resist or flee when they were dying. They did not even sense the danger coming, and did not even know how they died.

They were busy with their own affairs the moment before, and died suddenly the next moment, silently, without a trace of pain.

Xu Qingqiu frowned. As a disciple of Lingxu Mountain, this kind of scene was the most unbearable to see.

Xie Tianjun also frowned, and his eyes carefully swept over each corpse.

Jiang Zitang whispered: "Brother, how many people do you think are in this town?"

Xie Tianjun shook his head: "I'm not sure, it should be tens of thousands."

Jiang Zitang clenched his fists, and a rare anger appeared on his pretty face, "There are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people in a small town. That evil spirit massacred so many villages and towns, how many lives have been killed, we must not let it continue to do this!"

Xu Qingqiu looked at Li Guanhai, "Did you see anything?"

Her thoughts were consistent with Jiang Zitang's, and even stronger.

Li Guanhai shook his head and said, "Not yet, let's go a little further."

The group crossed North Street and went around to South Street. Along the way, they saw not only corpses that had been drained of their blood, but also moldy food and fat rats gnawing on corpses. It was disgusting to watch.