Several people looked at each other and discussed it.

"Three rooms."

The shopkeeper took three keys from below and threw them on the counter, "Go upstairs and turn left for three rooms."

Lin Huaijin put away the key and said, "Let's not rest yet. Let's serve some good food and eat downstairs."

"Waiter, come and take your order."

"Okay, sir, what do you need?"

Several people looked at each other. There was something wrong with the waiter too. His eyes were lifeless, but he had a big smile on his lips. He had the face of a young man, but his hands were skinny and withered.

"Let's have a portion of all the signature dishes." Nangong Xinyue held a dagger, which was the length of a palm and had blades on both ends. She played with it smoothly on her white and slender fingers without cutting her hands at all.

"okay."

At this moment, the old man and the young boy in the aisle finally came in. They placed their firewood and backpacks at the door. They came in, wiped their sweat, and ordered two bowls of herbal tea.

The child's distinct black and white eyes looked curiously at the other people in the hall. Lin Qing and the other six people obviously had a temperament and image that were out of tune with the people around them. The child stared at them for a few more seconds.

The old man knocked on his tea bowl, making three rhythmic and crisp sounds, and the child turned around to drink water.

After the dishes were served, Mu Xia twitched his lips. The knockout drug, the love potion, and the crudely made poison had a very strong smell, leaving the three alchemists speechless and not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, the tea was clean. Su Ziming poured out the tea and checked it. To be on the safe side, he added some homemade detoxification powder to everyone's tea.

Several people in the lobby did not touch the food. Nangong Xinyue continued to play with her dagger, Yue Lingluo braided Nangong Xinyue's long hair, Mu Xia added some medicine to the dishes and discussed the recipe with Su Ziming. They prepared a complex poison from a simple poison, solved it with Su Ziming, and changed the dish to experiment, having a lot of fun.

Lin Huaijin pinches his brother's fingers and plays with them. With neatly trimmed nails and slender and well-proportioned fingers, Lin Huaijin can play with his brother's fingers all day long.

Lin Qing rested his other hand on the table and closed his eyes to rest. He was on guard in the second half of the night and felt a little sleepy.

After a long time, the old man and the child finally left.

Several people left the table and went upstairs to rest.

After more than ten days of sleeping in the open air, I finally have a bed and a roof. If there are some problems, it’s okay. I’ll clean up after I get a good night’s sleep tomorrow.

Several people booked three rooms, but only stayed in one.

Su Ziming and Mu Xia will be on guard in the first half of the night, while Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin will take over in the second half.

After midnight, Su Ziming and Mu Xia both yawned, looked at each other and realized something was wrong.

It's really too difficult.

Just when he was about to wake up the others, thick fog suddenly filled the surroundings and in an instant he couldn't see his hands in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Su Ziming found that he was no longer in the inn room. There was no one around and thick fog obscured everything.

Su Ziming checked his condition and found that he seemed to have become a mortal. He could not sense his cultivation and spiritual power. He hurriedly checked his storage ring, but it could not be opened.

He looked around and it seemed like they were in a forest. Some tall trees could be vaguely seen. Su Ziming picked up a branch from the ground as a weapon and walked forward cautiously and tentatively.

After walking a short distance, he saw Yue Lingluo groping forward. He was delighted and shouted, "Little Luo!" and ran forward quickly. Yue Lingluo turned her head and smiled at him in a lively and cheerful manner.

Su Ziming suddenly realized something was wrong and stopped immediately.

Yue Lingluo asked him: "Brother Su is so happy to meet you, did you see anyone else?"

Su Ziming took a step back, shook his head, took another step back, turned around and ran.

Yue Lingluo chased after him madly, crying as she did so: "Brother Su, what's wrong with you? Don't run away."

Su Ziming ran faster.

What a joke, Xiao Luo would never call him Brother Su, nor would she look at him with such joy.

If he was the first person Xiao Luo met...

Su Ziming was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he thought of this. He ran without looking back and quickly braked. A Moon Spirit Rose appeared in front of him.

Yue Lingluo who was behind caught up and said aggrievedly: "Brother Su, I am the real one, and that one is fake."

Yue Lingluo in front heard the footsteps and turned to look over. She saw Su Ziming running with sweat all over his forehead. Behind him was another aggrieved and pretentious "Yue Lingluo".

The Yue Lingluo in front twitched her forehead, rolled her eyes in disgust, and whipped the "Yuelingluo" behind Su Ziming.

Su Ziming smiled.

After dealing with the fake Yue Lingluo, the two exchanged some information. Yue Lingluo thought it was a dream. She remembered that she fell asleep and then came to this ghost place. It was gray and she couldn't see anything. She was very bored.

The two did not dare to go far for fear of being separated. Yue Lingluo tugged at Su Ziming's sleeve, and the two groped around for a long time but did not see the third person.

No other imposters have emerged.

That's strange.

Mu Xia, who was also dragged into the thick fog, did not have such peace. He met five other imposters in succession. Just distinguishing them took up all his attention. After a long time, he ran into Yue Lingluo and Su Ziming who were walking together.

He raised his eyebrows. Didn't these impostors come one by one? Now they came in a group?

Mu Xia rushed forward with a branch, killing one if he came, and a pair if he came with two.

Yue Lingluo swung her whip and rushed forward. Both sides thought the other was a fake.

They can't use spiritual power now, but Mu Xia and Yue Lingluo can fight with their own bodies, but the scene is a bit too ugly.

Mucha is a freshly broken branch, and Yuelingluo is a whip made of vines that the person in front pulled when he was bored.

After fighting back and forth for a while, both sides realized that something was wrong.

Both sides stopped fighting temporarily. Mu Xia nodded at them and said, "Stop, it's true."

"Mu Daxia?" Yue Lingluo looked up and down at Mu Xia in front of her, still doubtful.

Mu Xia twitched his lips. He hadn't heard this nickname for many years.

"Yeah." Mu Xia nodded helplessly. He handed over one of his leaves. After Yue Lingluo confirmed that he was real, she felt relieved.

"We've been walking for most of the day and haven't met anyone else. Have you seen anyone?"

"I've seen them all, but none of them are real."

"Puchi——" Yue Lingluo laughed, not knowing whether he was lucky or unlucky.

"Are you sure Su Ziming is real?" Mu Xia turned to look at the person standing next to Yue Lingluo.

Su Ziming then told the story of how he met the imitation Xiao Luo and turned around and ran away, but was whipped to death by the real Xiao Luo.

Mu Xia also raised a question: "Don't you think these imitations are a bit weak?"

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