After being forced to attack four old enemies

The tranquility of the inn was broken, as if a drop of water splashed into a frying pan, followed by crackling explosions.

Another 22-year-old youth who came to participate in the selection died in the room!

This news woke up many people who were still sound asleep. Many people hurried downstairs in their coats and gathered in the lobby of the inn. Soon the first and second floors of the lobby were full of people.

The one who sent back the news was out of breath, as if he had just run back from the Mingyue Inn, his face was still red with excitement.

"I was drinking with my friends at the Mingyue Inn, when I suddenly heard someone's exclamation coming from the next door, when I hurried to see it, I saw a person sitting at the door of a room with a face full of panic, pointing at the door, speechless Come."

The man swallowed his saliva: "I looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a bloody man poured into the room, and I could hardly see the figure... I heard from the man who fell at the door that the man in the room belonged to him." My friend, who also came to participate in the selection of servants, was fine during the day, but unexpectedly died at night..."

The hall was silent, only the breathing of the people could be heard. After the extreme silence, everyone's emotions erupted, and all kinds of horror and discussions made the lobby even more noisy than the busy city in the daytime.

Suddenly, the crowd was silent for a while, and two figures came down the wooden ladder on the third floor, attracting everyone's attention.

There are two figures, one blue and one blue, the figure in the blue gauze is slender and agile, with a delicate and small appearance, and the eyes are full of seductiveness; the man in the dark blue simple robe wears a bamboo hat, and walks silently beside the man in the blue gauze , the temperament is mild and dusty, just like the breeze in the forest and the bright moon on the hills.

Hu Xinghe walked straight beside the person who sent the news, raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Where is the Mingyue Inn?"

The man was startled by Hu Xinghe's appearance, and stammered: "Go straight and cross two streets, then, turn left again..."

Hu Xinghe smiled and said, "Thank you."

He passed through the crowd and walked out of the inn like a fish swimming against the current, while the silent man in the bamboo hat followed behind Hu Xinghe, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

A half-curved moon hangs high in the sky, and the pale moonlight shines down, so everything around is shrouded in this bleak moonlight, looking cold and chilling.

Go straight through two streets, then turn left, and you hear a loud noise.The wooden carved signboard of Mingyue Inn that hangs at the door appeared in front of Hu Xinghe's eyes. The large lacquered characters were illuminated by the pale moonlight, showing a bit of ghostly charm.

The Mingyue Inn has been surrounded by people who came from the government, and the people who live in the Mingyue Inn are not allowed to enter or leave.Four officers and soldiers with swords stood guard at the entrance of Mingyue Inn, watching the movements around them vigilantly.

Just like that, Hu Xinghe walked towards the officers and soldiers swaggeringly, and led Xin Qinghe to the Mingyue Inn directly under the eyes of the officers and soldiers.

Xin Qingmeng is considered a cultivator, not an ordinary person, so Hu Xinghe can openly show a little bit of his own strength.

The residents in the Mingyue Inn were all driven back to their houses by the officers and soldiers, and the guest room where the homicide occurred was surrounded by the officers and soldiers, and there was an operator inside who was examining the bloody corpse.

The scene in this room was horrible, there was blood all over the place, there were many bloody handprints, the desk was overturned, and the decorations in the room were also broken.Presumably that person died in extreme pain, and had experienced a lot of struggle before his death.

Looking at the corpse, it was almost impossible to see a person, and almost every pore of the body was soaked in blood, soaking the clothes and hair.

The assistant had been carefully inspecting the corpse, with a look of surprise on his face, as if he had seen something that was impossible to happen.

Wu Zuo said to the human being who was recording the case: "The dead body has no other wounds except for a few wounds. And judging from the scene, these wounds are also caused by the unbearable pain of the deceased, who turned the desk and the furnishings in the house." What is even more incredible is that the blood flowed from every pore of the deceased, as if countless needles were inserted into the pores at the same time... This is simply impossible!"

Standing at the door, Hu Xinghe and Xin Qingmeng had already taken in all the scenes in the house.Hu Xinghe felt a little uncomfortable at the bloody scene in the room, and couldn't help but glance at Xin Qingmeng.

He was not as tall as Xin Qingmeng, and from this angle, he could barely see Xin Qingmeng's smooth chin and slender neck.However, the discomfort was relieved the moment he saw Xin Qingmeng.

Hu Xinghe asked Xin Qingmeng, "What do you think?"

Xin Qingmeng turned his head, Hu Xinghe felt that Xin Qingmeng's gaze was on him, but that gaze quickly moved away.Xin Qingmeng seemed to be aware of Hu Xinghe's discomfort. He stretched out his hand, and the dark blue cuffs fell in front of Hu Xinghe's eyes, blocking his sight.

Xin Qingmeng's voice was as gentle as ever, flowing slowly like a clear spring under the moonlight: "There is an aura of magic, this person was killed by magic, and his soul has been taken away."

Furiously, Hu Xinghe scratched Xin Qingmeng's sleeves with his hands, thinking that the sleeves obstructed his sight.With Xin Qingmeng like this, don't you treat him like a child?If he told his age, it would probably scare Xin Qingmeng to death.Thinking of this, Hu Xinghe couldn't help but chuckle.

But he forgot, he is still invisible now.

There was a laugh for no reason, as if there was a ghost haunting this late night, it made people feel chills from behind.

Wu Zuo, who was inspecting the corpse, paused, his face turned black, and he tried to calm himself down.And the person who was recording the case almost didn't throw away the pen holder, and was looking around in panic.

"This...is there no one here?"

Hu Xinghe knew that he was frightening people, his eyes crooked with laughter, he grabbed Xin Qingmeng's hand, and hooked Xin Qingmeng's fingers with his hand.Xin Qingmeng's hand withdrew as if being scalded, but was pulled by the sleeve by Hu Xinghe, stiffly frozen in mid-air.

Hu Xinghe directly dragged Xin Qingmeng downstairs and walked out of the inn. After confirming that the officers and soldiers guarding the inn's doorway could no longer hear their voices, Hu Xinghe loosened his cuffs, turned to Xin Qingmeng and said, "Hurry up, calculate!" Tell me in which direction the person performing the spell is."

Xin Qingmeng shook his head: "The aura here has been destroyed, so it cannot be estimated, wait until tomorrow."

Hu Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that you can figure it out tomorrow?"

Xin Qingmeng shook her head, and said softly: "Tomorrow is the time to select a servant."

Hu Xinghe was taken aback for a moment, and then came back to his senses.If the person who strikes is specifically to attack the person who participated in the selection of the valet, then there is a high possibility that that person will appear in the similar selection tomorrow.Furthermore, anyone who has used magic will be riddled with resentment and can easily be distinguished from others.Therefore, as long as that person shows up tomorrow, Hu Xinghe and Xin Qingmeng will be able to find him.

Hu Xinghe nodded: "Well, then wait until tomorrow."

The two of them didn't go through this journey in vain. At the very least, it can be determined that this matter has something to do with magic, and maybe it has something to do with the wishing place.

Hu Xinghe and Xin Qingmeng returned to the inn.When returning to the inn, some people in the lobby were still discussing in full swing, and they hadn’t returned to the house yet. Seeing Hu Xinghe and Xin Qingmeng coming back, these people were all curious: "You went to the Mingyue Inn? Did you see it?" What's up?"

Hu Xinghe shook his head, curled his lips: "I didn't see anything, it was blocked by officers and soldiers."

Everyone was immediately disappointed.

Seeing that these people wanted to drag him to discuss together, Hu Xinghe hurriedly waved his hands, tugged at Xin Qingmeng's sleeve and went upstairs.The people left in the lobby looked at each other when they saw their backs.

The relationship between the two is too good, right?So good that everyone thought a little too much.

Hu Xinghe tugged on Xin Qingmeng's sleeve all the way, and directly pulled Xin Qingmeng into his room, and when he entered the room, he closed the door with a "snap", only then did Hu Xinghe realize that he forgot to let go.

Hu Xinghe withdrew his hand with a "swish", let go of Xin Qingmeng's sleeves, put his hands behind his back, his eyes wandered around, just didn't look at Xin Qingmeng, pretending to know nothing.

Xin Qingmeng's downcast eyes fell on Hu Xinghe's wrinkled sleeves, as if she was quite helpless.He was standing in Hu Xinghe's room, as quiet as a pine tree bathed in moonlight, and he was not in a hurry to leave.

And Hu Xinghe glanced at the bed for a while, only to see Zhang Maoer curled up sleeping soundly, two patches of black under the eyes, frowning from time to time, both hands tightly clutching the thin quilt in his hand.If you look closely, there are still tears in the corners of your eyes.

This child is also poor.

Hu Xinghe walked to the side of the bed, bent down and put his hand on Zhang Maoer's forehead, and gave him some spiritual force to pass.Zhang Maoer's brow changed from wrinkled to relaxed, and the hand holding the quilt relaxed a lot.

With this trace of spiritual power, Zhang Maoer will not have nightmares this night.

Hu Xinghe turned his head and saw Xin Qingmeng approaching at some point, one meter behind him. At this time, his eyes fell on Zhang Maoer, and he didn't speak.Perhaps because Zhang Maoer had a more tragic experience than Xin Qingmeng, Xin Qingmeng cared very much for Zhang Maoer, no less than Hu Xinghe.

At this time, Hu Xinghe also felt a little sleepy, but his bed was occupied by Zhang Maoer, and he didn't want to squeeze with Zhang Maoer, so he focused on Xin Qingmeng.

He rolled his eyes, secretly glanced at Xin Qingmeng from the corner of his eye, stretched his waist and let out a long yawn: "Ah, I'm so sleepy."

Xin Qingmeng glanced at Hu Xinghe, but still couldn't figure out what Hu Xinghe meant.

Hu Xinghe continued: "Looks like I'll just sleep underground tonight..."

As Hu Xinghe spoke, his eyes darted around Xin Qingmeng, his thoughts could not be more clear.

Xin Qingmeng sighed softly, as if he was overwhelmed by Hu Xinghe's rascal's strength, he turned and walked towards the door, when he stepped out of the threshold, he turned his head to look at Hu Xinghe, and said softly: "Don't follow me!" come up?"

Hu Xinghe's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled, followed behind Xin Qingmeng, and went straight into the next room.

As soon as he entered Xin Qingmeng's room, Hu Xinghe sat down on the bed, smiling so much that his eyes narrowed.

He couldn't help laughing at Xin Qingmeng's innocence that he dared to live in the same room with a nine-tailed fox fairy.One must know that Hu Xinghe has always harbored unruly thoughts towards Xin Qingmeng. With such a good opportunity in front of him, he just needs to do a little trick, and he is not afraid that this idiot Xin Qingmeng will not take the bait!

Thinking of this, Hu Xinghe couldn't help but let out a "hehe" laugh.