Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan didn’t know why Sima Jiao didn’t directly kill those people when they came down from the Three Saints Mountain. Instead, he got invited to rest in this mansion. Suddenly, on a whim, he wanted to take her to go out and do things which weren’t clear. How could ordinary mortals like her understand the thoughts of the ancestor? So she immediately put on a beautiful dress and went out with him.

She was grateful that she hadn’t eaten enough. Otherwise, in case she saw something and vomited out at first, she would be killed by Sima Jiao.

But she didn’t feel good again. Her cultivation base was still in the pitiful Qi refining period, and she didn’t get bigu. The days on the Three Saints Mountain were filled with spiritual food. Although it was easier to satisfy her than ordinary food, she hadn’t eaten a meal seriously for a long time.

Liao Tingyan got hungry when she was taken by Sima Jiao on the black snake to other places.

People who were hungry were like that. When they don’t notice the hunger, they don’t feel anything, but when they notice, they start to feel uncomfortable. If they smell the scent of food, they would be even more uncomfortable. Liao Tingyan was like that now. They just got off the Baili Mountain and passed by a flowery forest next to them. She smelled the delicious food scent. The meat smell was too fragrant. Liao Tingyan who hadn’t eaten meat for a long time was drooling all at once.

Probably because she swallowed too loudly, Sima Jiao looked at her several times and saw her pretending to press the corner of her mouth.

He tapped the snake’s head with his fingers, “Go over there.” 

He pointed in the direction where the fragrance came.

Liao Tingyan tried to ask him, “Shizu, where are we going?”

“Killing.”

“Uh, just go and kill directly?”

“Otherwise.”

He was really a murderer who did everything simply. Liao Tingyan sighed in her heart and saw the flowers. The second generation of the immortal Wind party was being held next to a stone pond under a waterfall. Many delicacies were put on display, and dozens of young people with fluttering clothes and outstanding appearance were sitting indulging in pleasure. They were obviously high-ranking disciples, because there was ample spiritual power, beautiful scenery, and food was also very particular. Everyone was elegant and there were female disciples playing the music for fun.

The big black snake, Sima Jiao, and Liao Tingyan that suddenly appeared looked out of place.

Liao Tingyan had ever casually intruded into other people’s banquets, but Shizu was very comfortable doing such bad things like burning, killing and looting, without any psychological pressure.

As soon as they appeared, a disciple sitting at the last seat frowned and cursed, “Which palace disciple are you from? How dare you break into the banquet of Senior Brother Tian at will, get out!”

Liao Tingyan took a breath and almost wanted to cover her eyes. The ancestor was there to kill people, and such a person who wasn’t afraid of death came up to speak to him with such contemptuous eyes and impatient tone. Wasn’t this like hanging himself? Was he bored with his life?

She thought that within three seconds, she would see the talking disciple explode into a bloody flower, but she didn’t. Sima Jiao next to her lifted his foot under the snake and looked at the surrounding things as if he hadn’t heard the disciple’s words. He stepped on the colored satin that covered the ground. He picked up the jug on the table of a banquet disciple next to him and looked at it. Then he smelled it. Probably he didn’t like the smell, and just threw it away. The liquor fell on the gorgeous colored satin.

His movements were too natural and his attitude was very arrogant. He didn’t put these people in his eyes at all. The disciple who spoke at first stood up angrily and said, “You…”

He just said a word and Sima Jiao appeared in front of him, raised his hand to pinch his neck, dragged him to the edge and then pushed him into the water.

Many people stood up at the same time with anger on their faces. Among them, the handsome guy stood the most anxious. Liao Tingyan saw him. The look on his face was different from the others, it was of panic and fear. This was probably the one who had seen the ancestor and he may have been stunned for a while. Maybe he didn’t dare to recognize him. After all, Sima Jiao’s identity was the same as the head. Many disciples dared to complain about him in private. He saw him in person, full of force.

There weren’t many people who had really seen what Sima Jiao looked like. Those who could recognize him were basically a little bit identifiable. The only person who recognized him was the one who walked a few steps forward and was within three meters of Sima Jiao. With heavy footsteps, he didn’t dare to go forward. He threw forward a standard salute, bowed his head and shouted, “Shizu”

At this moment, everyone at the banquet stood stupid. About three seconds later, they knelt to the ground. Everyone was panicked. The guy who was thrown by Sima Jiao was particularly panicked. He looked like he was struck by lightning. He froze there and dared not move. It was of course impossible for a cultivator to be drowned in the water but he was scared.

Seeing that he wasn’t struggling anymore, Sima Jiao said, “Keep struggling.”

The disciple moved stiffly, and slowly tried to struggle like a big tortoise.

Liao Tingyan couldn’t hold and chuckled. The scene was so quiet that even the sound of the wind disappeared. Liao Tingyan’s voice was particularly obvious. Sima Jiao turned to look at her. Before she could control her expression, he smiled. He let go of the back of the disciple’s neck and allowed him to lie in the water and pretend to be dead. Without paying attention to the others, he walked to the place, sat directly on the table and waved to Liao Tingyan, “Come.”

Liao Tingyan went over. 

The ancestor who said he was going out to kill someone said to her, “You can eat whatever you want.”

Didn’t he say he wanted to kill someone?

Liao Tingyan didn’t react for a while. Could it be that he heard her swallowing and knew she was hungry, and so he brought her to eat? No…no, he wasn’t so considerate!

No matter what she thought, Sima Jiao took a bunch of red spirit fruits on the table, picked one, crushed it in his hand, and the red juice overflowed and stained his fingers. He just sat there, squeezing the fruit one by one with no expression, and ignored other people. Liao Tingyan felt that the gesture of pinching a fruit was very similar to the action of pinching someone’s neck.

The others knelt, sweating coldly, and Liao Tingyan sat aside and began to gnaw meat. She didn’t know what kind of animal meat it was. It was very refreshing. The meat juice bursted out from the bite. The delicious taste instantly calmed her nervousness in this tight environment.