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The old man and auntie suddenly shouted,"What you said before was just your guess! Besides, why can't we smell that stench? Why are you the only one who can smell it? I think you're definitely not a good person!”
This attitude made everyone present, except for the couple and Lin Yichen, frown. This was really asking for a beating.
"I haven't finished speaking. Is there a need to be so anxious…"
Lin Yichen shook his head. He pointed at the dishes on the table and said,""When I saw this table of food, I was sure that there was something wrong with you and your wife!”
“...”
The old man and the auntie's faces instantly turned pale, and their arrogant looks no longer existed.
This was because they knew that there was indeed something wrong with this table of food. Moreover, this problem was not just ordinary, but extremely, extremely big.
"What is it?"
Murong Bing frowned slightly. She could sense the reaction of the old man and the auntie. The dishes on the table were definitely not ordinary.
"Human oil!"
"I think you should know what this thing is!" Lin Yichen said in a deep voice. The dishes on this table were filled with human oil! And the smell I smelled when I entered the room was definitely human oil!”
"Human oil!"
Murong Bing, Little Hu, and Fatty all felt their hair stand on end. They sucked in a breath of cold air. Even Fatty knew that as the descendants of the Gold-looting Commandant and Heavenly Official Fa Qiu, they naturally knew what human oil was!
Human oil refers to the fat spilling out when the body is highly decomposed. Generally, the deceased is fatter. In most parts of South Asia, it was said that corpse oil was made by mages who cut off the jaws of pregnant women and burned them with white candles. The oil that dripped down was corpse oil, which could be seen on corpses that had not been processed for several days in summer.
It was rumored that some prostitutes would use it later. They could attract men by rubbing it on their eyebrows. It originated from Thailand.
Of course, this corpse oil was not edible. It was known that corpse oil was usually used to lower one's head. Not to mention eating it, even touching it would probably mesmerize one. Nowadays, many people in Thailand used corpse oil to pick up corpses. (Picking up corpses means going to a bar to find some drunk women and bringing them to a hotel…) papapapapapapa...）
Therefore, the way they looked at the old man and the auntie changed.
Although it had never been verified before, as mentioned before, compared to the so-called kind uncles and aunties, they were more willing to believe in the influential figure of the underground world, the Tower Lord of the First Pavilion, Lin Yichen.
"You guys are really sinister…"
Lin Yichen crossed his arms and looked at the old man and auntie.""I thought you were just looking for money. I didn't expect you to want to control us.”
"Ha…"
The old man didn't care anymore. Since he had been exposed, there was no point in pretending anymore. He looked at Murong Bing with a lecherous gaze,""Tsk, tsk, tsk. Girls are developing really well these days. Actually, we didn't want to kill you guys, but since you guys don't give us face, we can only... Kekeke…"
As he spoke, he laughed sinisterly.
The eerie laughter echoed in the small restaurant. The old man took out a watermelon knife from under the stove and glared at Lin Yichen.
"You really forced us…"
The auntie shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. She said helplessly,"If you had eaten these dishes that were dripping with human oil, perhaps you wouldn't have died? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing what's good for you. When you go to hell, don't complain to the King of Hell!”
As he spoke, he picked up the shovel that he had hidden long ago and looked at Murong Bing with a ferocious expression. He raised the shovel and smashed it fiercely towards Murong Bing's head!
This time, Fatty, Little Hu, and Lin Yichen all looked like they were watching a show.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, of all people, you had to hit Murong Bing. You brought this upon yourself!
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