The strange story of Huai'an Inn

The pillar towered in front of Chong Liu, like a totem left over from the ancient times, arrogantly and eternally overlooking the fleeting mortal world.

It is obviously such a terrible and twisted thing, but why does it give people a sense of solemnity and even sacredness?

It wasn't until the shopkeeper held his chin with one hand and forced him to look away that Chongliu realized that he was in a trance.The shopkeeper looked at his expression seriously, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Chongliu nodded uneasy, only to realize that there were more than the two of them here.Many Qingming sect disciples ran back and forth, drawing complex spells on the ground.

Chong Liu suddenly realized that he saw something that he hadn't seen before... The foul-smelling wind carried some kind of yellow floc continuously rising around, which was thicker than the general fog, a bit like a condensed cloud.

If you observe carefully, you will find that whenever disciples pass by, those flocs will float past as if they feel some attraction, but when they touch some disciples, they will bounce away.Other younger disciples were not able to bounce off all the flocs, and a small amount penetrated into their skin, just like water seeps into paper.

But only the shopkeeper... not only will all the yellow flocs not be attracted to him, but will "avoid" them.So much so that the shopkeeper and a "vacuum" bubble appeared in the circle around him.

"What's going on here? What should we do?" Chong Liu looked at Tian Zhu, his mind blank.

"Next, it's about me and the Qing Ming faction. Liu'er, you can go back to the inn first and seal the door. No matter if you hear any sound, even if someone knocks on the door for help, or even hears my voice, Don't even open the door. As long as the front and back doors are closed, the filth of the god in yellow cannot get in."

Chong Liu hesitated for a moment, "Then your side...will it be very dangerous?"

The shopkeeper lowered his eyes and chuckled, "How can there be no risk at all. But you shopkeeper and I are not so easy to deal with."

As he said that, the shopkeeper looked at him with a softened look in his eyes, with a touch of warmth, "You have to be very careful. If I don't come back...the locust tree will be taken care of by you."

Chong Liu's eyes widened, he was speechless.

The shopkeeper laughed, and the laughter reverberated in his chest, "Little fool, I was joking." After finishing speaking, he patted Chong Liu on the shoulder and turned around.But with an impulse that came from somewhere, Chong Liu suddenly grabbed the shopkeeper's hand.

The shopkeeper turned his head and looked at him in astonishment.

Chong Liu raised his head and looked earnestly, "My boss, don't worry. No matter what happens, I will take good care of it."

Zhu Helan's eyes widened slightly.For some reason, Chong Liu's words were like a soft feather, poking lightly at his heart.

Even if it was just comforting him, it was enough, not to mention, the way Chong Liu looked at him was more like a promise.

Chong Liu is not a person who knows nothing about what he promised. He has seen pagoda trees and knows how he feeds pagoda trees.He knew what a responsibility it would be.But even so, he committed.

It was the first time someone told him such a thing.

Zhu Helan curled up his fingers, held Chong Liu's hand instead, squeezed it lightly, and then let go.

Chongliu's heart was hot, and he watched the shopkeeper walking towards the terrifying deformed pillar in fear.All the yellow filth retreated around him one after another, and the fleeing swirl rolled up his long ink-like hair.

Chongliu put his mind to one side, and quickly ran towards the inn.

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The preparations for the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Formation were almost done. In order to trap the door, they even took out the three mountain treasures of the Qingming Sect.

The eye of the formation is right in front of the Tianzhu, on the open space that was originally used as a gathering place for the market. Daoist Qi Yao sits in the center of the Eight Diagrams. The gorgeous fairy cave clothes are spread on the ground like lotus flowers. Holding two ancient scrolls of Hetu and Luoshu, and holding the Xuantian Baojian in both hands.

And behind him on the right, Song Mingzi stood holding a long axe, changed the green robe he usually wears, and put on a dignified and neat robe and feather coat.On the periphery is a circle of ten most outstanding first disciples.

This large formation included a three-mile radius centered on the Tianzhu, and the disciples of the Qingming Sect evacuated all the houses within the range overnight.

Just after dawn, the gate of the city was already crowded.Under the guidance of the alchemists, the people who could not understand what happened left the city with simple bags for refuge.

Zhu Helan stood at the height of Moonwatching Restaurant, and could overlook the entire magic circle from now on, and the treacherous Tianzhu was right in front of him.

If there is an accidental failure during the activation of the magic circle, he will be the second lock.

The rain is about to come, but it is unexpectedly calm.The sky, which was always dirty and hazy, cleared up today.

The sun climbed up to the mid-heaven little by little, but there was still no movement at all.

Zhu Helan looked at Tiantianzhu, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

Is such food too conspicuous?

Song Mingzi leaned on his long axe, his throat was thirsty and his forehead was sweating.He sighed, looked up at Tiantianzhu, and clicked his lips, "Could it be that the food is not in good condition, people don't like it..." Several disciples who heard his words burst out laughing, In the end, Daoist Qi Yao stared at him.

Not long after he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

There was wind before, but this one felt completely different.The stench entangled in the wind reminded people of all dirty, sticky, and damp things.Spherical molds on rotting meat, thick phlegm coughed up by tuberculosis patients, dead body fluids from swollen corpses, slime secreted from tangled slugs...everything that is rotten, foul-smelling, and related to death ...

The expressions of all the alchemists were all terrified. Daoist Qi Yao raised the precious mirror in his hand and began to chant the mantra loudly.

At the same time, the ten head disciples responded in unison, raising their mahogany swords and making various sword gestures with hidden meanings, almost like dancing.

And Song Mingzi clenched the long axe, recited the mantra silently, mobilized all his cultivation bases, and temporarily opened his eyes.

With the eyes of the sky open, he can clearly see all the filth.Only at the same time, the filth will see him clearly.He would become a living target, diverting the possible attention of the filth away from his senior brother.

Zhu Helan was upstairs, listening to their resonant chanting, and tapped his fingers gently on the railing.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

The sun didn't know when it dimmed.There were no clouds, and the sky was still bright and white, but the light seemed to be sucked away by something.

Everything is getting darker, and the yellow light swallows all other colors.The distorted figure on the giant pillar that had only occasionally convulsed suddenly began to squirm crazily.

Their sticky, hollow mouths stretched long and silky, and they uttered terrifying howls like hellish ghosts.

Against the dim yellow background, some strange refraction of light occurred.At first, only fragments could be seen, as if fragmented afterimages reflected by fragments of a mirror.

But gradually, the pieces began to fit together.

Accompanied by Daoist Qi Yao's singing, some yellow, more solidified and solid yellow, began to separate from the air.

At the beginning, everyone couldn't understand what they saw, they just felt that it was like a large billowing thick fog.The fog shrouded countless houses and gradually engulfed everything.

However, when people raise their heads up until the back of their head almost touches the back of their neck, they realize that it is not fog.

but a tower.

A giant tower full of strange protrusions reaching into the sky.

Its current size is more than three times larger than what it was initially seen with a specific gravity of six.The body of the tower is constantly wriggling, with countless eyes appearing and disappearing, as if countless kinds of animals, including humans, have been forcibly merged together until only the eyes are clearly discernible.

It opened slowly in front of the giant yellow pillar.

Inside it, there are tens of thousands of dense teeth and tentacles wriggling like a nightmare, but the deepest part is a bottomless cavity.Those tentacles wrapped around the relatively short yellow sky pillar, and then the entire giant tower closed outside the sky pillar.A sound of crushing rock, bone, and wetness shook the earth.

The moment it opened its mouth, all the alchemists present, including Song Mingzi, felt a kind of strong depression and fear, as if the mountains were about to collapse, and you could only look up and wait for the destruction to come .Countless chaotic thoughts began to forcibly emerge in the mind, and some people even began to hallucinate.

Some alchemists began to cry non-stop, while the muscles on other faces twitched, showing uncontrollable anger.Only Daoist Qi Yao remained calm and continued to chant.The holy Dao Qi burst out from the Tianxuan Baojian in his hand, causing his black hair and clothes to flutter in the wind.

In front of the giant yellow pagoda pressing down on the top, Daoist Qi Yao looked as insignificant as dust, yet burst out with a dazzling brilliance.Like the North Star breaking through the clouds in the wind and sand.

The chaotic spirits of all the alchemists were terrified, as if they were grasping driftwood to find their way, each of them calmed down and suppressed the evil spirits that invaded their spirits.

The giant tower began to slump forward, and some yellow sticky lumps began to fall down.Those huge yellow slime began to disturb and grow after landing, and the cobweb-like sticky threads continuously burst out and quickly surrounded Daoist Qi Yao.

When a piece of Tai Sui, as tall as two people, rushed towards Daoist Qi Yao, he was suddenly cut in half by a blue shadow that fell from the sky.Peiran Dao Qi erupted from the wound, blowing the entire Tai Sui apart.

Song Mingzi swung his long axe, and chopped another approaching Tai Sui with his backhand again.He surrounded Daoist Qi Yao and swung a weapon that was too huge compared to his figure, protecting the people in the middle tightly.

Gradually, all the Tai Sui who fell on the ground began to be attracted by Song Mingzi, instead of paying attention to Daoist Qi Yao.At this time, Daoist Qi Yao changed the angle of the treasure mirror, reflecting the two secret talismans of Hetu Luoshu in front of him, urging the ancient and sacred talismans to the door with Dao Qi.

Suddenly there was a sharp and loud noise from the giant tower that caused severe pain to everyone's head, as if the sound of fingernails scratching a slate was amplified thousands of times.More than half of the ten disciples could not bear the sound, and the mahogany sword in their hands fell to the ground.

There was a breach in the magic circle, and a steady stream of yellow filth began to leak out, and at the same time, blood began to ooze from the eyes of Daoist Qi Yao.But he still held on and continued to mobilize the formation.

And Song Mingzi also began to struggle with coping.Tai Sui was approaching ferociously, and by now it was rushing towards him like a sea wave, he blocked this side, and the other side was already approaching.

Zhu Helan watched all this, but did not move.But at this moment, he took a step back, thought for a moment, took off his brocade coat, and carefully placed it on a table in the restaurant.Then he wore a thin gown and returned to the railing.

He closed his eyes and let go of the string he'd been holding tight in his head.

Just when the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Formation was crumbling with the support of Daoist Qi Yao and Song Mingzi, suddenly a red smoke burst out in front of a nearby restaurant.The smoke was thick and heavy, like a strange red lotus blooming in the air, but there seemed to be clusters of slender things that were constantly dancing in the middle.

The red mist spread rapidly, spread out horizontally, and soon enveloped the entire yellow tower and the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Formation.The filth that had leaked out was immediately blocked back.

The huge yellow tower began to deform, and circles of ripples became more and more agitated on the tower.The strong but different two streams of filth collided together, and the shock caused quickly affected all living and inanimate objects within a three-mile radius.

On some walls, eaves, between bricks and stones, where there was no life before, strange fleshy lumps, simple wriggling primitive life, and even organs that can see the shape began to appear.

The yellow foul smell stirred and struggled, trying to get rid of the shackles of the red mist.But the red mist is even older, and its source comes from a more primitive force, and the giant yellow tower was born not long after all, and it cannot be shaken off.

Daoist Qi Yao has reached the final moment of mobilizing the formation.When he finished chanting all the incantations and held all the spiritual threads in the formation, he finally lifted the Tianxuan Baojian high and threw it hard to the ground.

The moment the mirror shattered, corresponding cracks appeared on the huge yellow tower.

Horrific howls resounded throughout the Bianhe River.