Chapter 277 276. The Oil Seller (Subscribe!)

Flakes of snow as big as goose feathers fluttered down from the sky, covering the roofs and streets. As far as the eye could see, everything was covered in silver.

Xu Qing and Bai Lele were walking on the street.

The snow on the ground was above the ankles, and it was all white, making a crunching sound when you stepped on it.

When Bai Lele saw snow for the first time, he wanted to roll around in the snow like a happy puppy.

But after getting used to it, I find it inconvenient on snowy days.

"Big brother, where are we going today?" Bai Lele kicked the snow and said boredly.

"Where are you going?"

Xu Qing murmured.

He just happened to have a sudden urge today, and wanted to go out for a walk.

The exact destination has not been determined.

Looking around, I saw many people wearing cloaks and holding hot water bottles on the street.

Today is New Year's Day, a festive day. Even if it is snowing heavily, the imperial capital, the most prosperous city in the world, is always bustling with activity.

"Let's go to the Xingbu Street Temple Fair."

Xu Qing remembered that on New Year's Day, a temple fair would usually be held at the City God Temple on the street where the Ministry of Justice Yamen was located.

I heard that the City God Temple Fair on New Year's Day would fill up the entire street of the Ministry of Justice, and it was extremely lively.

Among the many temple fairs in the imperial capital, this should be the most lively one.

"Temple fair?" Bai LaLa's eyes sparkled.

Having stayed in Dasheng for a long time, she naturally knew what a temple fair was.

There must be a lot of delicious and fun things related to the "temple fair".

"Come on, come on, big brother, let's go!" Bai Le rushed out and saw that Xu Qing did not catch up with him, so he urged him hurriedly.

Xu Qing was amused: "Come back, you're going in the wrong direction."

"Oh oh oh." Bai Lele ran back to Xu Qing in small steps.

Xu Qing brought Bai Lele to the street where the Ministry of Justice was located, and as expected, they saw a bustling scene with huge crowds of people.

The temple fair was crowded with vendors and bustling with people. One could faintly hear the sounds of the opera troupe beating drums and gongs and shouting various things.

Although it is snowing heavily here, the temperature is not low. There must be a formation set up by a cultivator here.

The essence of the formation should be to suppress the murderous aura of the Ministry of Justice so as to avoid hurting ordinary people passing by.

But it also suppressed the coldness of this snowy day.

Therefore, the New Year's Day temple fair held by the imperial court every year would be held on this street where the Ministry of Justice was located.

Bai Lele moved his nose, sniffing the aroma floating in the air: "Big brother, here, here, there is something delicious."

Xu Qing let Bai Lele drag him and squeezed through the crowd with difficulty.

Finally we came to a stall selling lamb sausage in a corner.

Sheep sausage is a kind of food made by chopping mutton into stuffing, adding eggs, wine, etc., mixing well, and finally stuffing it into sausage casings.

Put it in the pot and steam it when eating.

"Big brother, this smells so good!" Bai Lele said with drooling eyes.

Xu Qing took a quick look.

Although this stall selling lamb sausage is located in a corner, many people come to buy it, and a circle of people surround the stall, making it impossible to get in or out.

Even some servants from wealthy families were queuing up.

Xu Qing smelled the scent floating in the air. It was indeed very fragrant, but it always felt a little strange.

There seemed to be something strange mixed in with the meaty aroma.

Xu Qing's eyes were fixed as he waited on the side with Bai Lele.

He waited until most of the people around the stall had left before he walked over. "Shopkeeper, why does your lamb sausage smell so good?" Xu Qing asked.

"Customer." The vendor said with a smile, "My lamb sausage is made with a secret recipe. It smells really good."

"Then give me two to try."

"Okay."

Normal lamb sausage is steamed and then sliced ​​and eaten, but the temple fair is not so particular. Just like the sausages in Xu Qing’s previous life, just use a bamboo skewer to stick them in.

The stall owner handed over two lamb sausages. Bai Lele hurriedly took them and opened his mouth to bite into them.

But he was stopped by Xu Qing with a palm.

Bai Lele turned around in confusion and saw Xu Qing holding the sheep sausage to his nose and sniffing it carefully with a serious face.

"What's wrong, big brother?"

Xu Qing did not answer, but stared at the sheep sausage in front of him, and his brows frowned little by little.

He actually smelled a faint stench of corpse from the sheep sausage.

The stench of the corpse was extremely faint, and if he hadn't put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, he wouldn't have been able to smell the exact odor.

Sheep sausage is made of mutton, and it is possible that the vendor used rotten meat, so there was a corpse smell.

But Xu Qing knew that things were not that simple.

Because he had smelled a similar smell in the haunted house in Huai'an, or strictly speaking, from the corpse oil lantern.

so.
This is human corpse oil!
"Shopkeeper, do you use oil in your lamb sausage? What kind of oil do you use? Where does the oil come from?" Xu Qing looked at the vendor and asked in a serious tone.

The vendor's face flashed with an unnatural look when he was questioned:

"You're joking, my lamb sausage uses fat and lean lamb meat, so it doesn't need any extra oil."

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows, flicked his sleeves, and mobilized his Yuan Qi to temporarily isolate this place.

Then retrieve the token:

"I am the demon hunter of the Arctic Exorcist's House. Answer my questions, or I will arrest you and bring you to justice immediately!"

"The Ministry of Justice is nearby. I can take you there right now."

The vendor was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a plop. "Sir, spare my life!"

"I said, I said anything!"

Without Xu Qing's further instructions, the vendor immediately told the truth, telling everyone what oil he used.

"The oil seller?" Xu Qing's face was solemn. "Are you saying that you bought the oil from that oil seller?"

The oil seller should be selling lamp oil.
In this way, it is hard for Xu Qing not to think of the corpse oil lanterns in the haunted house!

“Yes, yes, yes.” The vendor nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. “It was me who was possessed by a devil, because after using this oil, the lamb sausage I made became especially delicious.”

"People who have eaten it will become addicted, and will feel anxious if they don't eat it for a day."

"How long have you been using this oil to make sheep sausage?" Xu Qing asked.

"About half a year." The vendor said timidly.

"Half a year." Xu Qing's eyes flashed with suspicion. "One last question. Are you the only one who buys this oil from that oil seller?"

"No, there are quite a few others."

The vendor added: "I don't know who those people are. We always cover our faces when we buy that oil."

"Are those people using the oil for cooking just like you?" Xu Qing had a bad feeling.

According to the stall owner, the only problem that people who eat the corpse oil will face is addiction, but there is no guarantee that other problems will not arise.

Xu Qing had reason to have such suspicion.

There was obviously something wrong with the oil seller. He clearly wanted to spread the corpse oil through food.

The vendor stammered, "My guess is that they are the ones who cook. I smell the special smell of a chef on them."

(End of this chapter)