The strange story of Huai'an Inn

Chong Liu felt that he had become a kind of soft life in the sea, floating in an ancient and warm sea without weight.Surrounding him, there are primitive life forms that do not break and evolve. The tiniest pronuclei of life gather together and begin to change into more complex and strange individuals.

His long and slender "hands" pass through the entire crowded ocean that breeds countless creatures. They push and dance with his movements, as if they are one with him.His consciousness sometimes gathers and sometimes disperses, like a mirror, which can reflect the will of all the creatures projected on his mirror.

But in this peaceful seawater, there was a change.

A viscous, foul, foreign stuff.Spreading poisonous acid in the originally vibrant and calm sea, devouring the ancient behemoths that roamed in this sea is not enough, but also greedily eat other fleeting mayfly creatures.

A territorial, animal rage made his icy body heat up like a fiery fire.He felt his body swell, and the pressure was increasing, as if it was going to burst.

He will eat the intruder, tear it up, smash it...

His body was tense, and suddenly exploded in the next moment.He tightly entangled the yellow mucus-like intruder, swallowing the venomous teeth on countless limbs, and the sharp needles injected the hot venom, hissing and decomposing.The yellow intruder tried to fight back, its mucus sticking to his body, and there was a pinprick of burning pain where it touched, but it inspired more anger.

He roared silently, spreading his whole body, closing it suddenly, tightening, swallowing, tearing, and burning.The intruder exuded a disgusting stench, struggling in terror between his tentacles, but could not escape.

But suddenly, his devouring movements slowed down.

He saw a spirit wrapped in the intruder's body.

A soft soul full of wounds but still shining brightly like stars.Entangled by the invaders, she floats helplessly in the sea, sleeping in a deep dream.

He probed into her consciousness with a tentacle, and saw the turbulent dreams in her mind.

At his momentary hesitation, the yellow intruder fought back.His translucent body was torn apart, his tentacles torn off.He whimpered in pain.He heard rumbling thunder in the distance, and the sea became cloudy, as if a thick cloud was rolling over from a distance.

He can't lose...

Not yet...

The tentacles stirred in the soul's consciousness, and finally grabbed the deepest obsession and dragged it to the surface.The spirit shouted her daughter's name and woke up from the dream.

In an instant, the yellow intruder lost control of the spirit, and the sticky substance that held her began to fall away in pieces.So he had the upper hand again, and all the tentacles disintegrated and tore like a furious whirlwind.The mucus that didn't dissolve in his body made his stomach burn, but he kept on going until the last bit was gone.

He began to feel sleepy, like a beast after a fight, with many scars and a full stomach, and his consciousness spread out again.

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Chong Liu's consciousness rose up from the silent deep sea, up and down, and finally, with an uproar, entered another more reliable air.

He gasped, like a drowning man sucking in the air greedily after coughing out the water in his chest cavity.He coughed heavily, and something gushed out of his stomach, and he vomited on the ground.An extremely disgusting, sticky, sour smell spread from his mouth and nose, and he didn't realize that he was being hugged by someone until he finally recovered his breath.

A hand reached out and dabbed his lips with a handkerchief.

"Six? Six?"

Chong Liu was stunned, and when he raised his head, he met the shopkeeper's tired face.

"Boss!" Exit was taken aback, his voice was hoarse and rough, and he started coughing heavily after speaking.He spat out those yellow mucus continuously, burning from the abdominal cavity to the esophagus.

"Master Liao! Tea!"

"here."

Originally, the strong tea tasted disgusting, but now it was inexplicably delicious after being poured into the mouth, and even tasted a hint of fragrance.Chong Liu sucked it greedily and swallowed gulp, and then gradually felt the burning pain in his abdomen being suppressed.

The shopkeeper wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and used his hands to avoid his sweaty hair, "Liu'er, how do you feel? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Chong Liu mumbled, "It's much better... Where's Zhu Yi? Where's Yan Luzhi?"

"Zhu Yi was overly frightened and is resting now. Luzhi has also been sent back to his room." Zhu Helan's brows were only frowned, and his eyes lingered on Chong Liu's face, as if he was looking for something, "Liu'er, you don't remember what happened ?”

Chong Liu's head was dizzy, and there were vague afterimages of memory.He mumbled, "I remember I stood in front of Zhu Yi... Then I had a dream, I dreamed that I was in the sea..."

"Dream?" The shopkeeper seemed suspicious in his rhetorical question.

Chong Liu suddenly realized that he was still in the shopkeeper's arms, and was struggling to sit up straight.Only then did he notice that Master Liao, Xiaoshun, Jiulang, and Fuzi were all standing some distance away, looking at him with eyes that were half worried, half guarded, and even a little bit of fear.

He's still in the backyard, and the wall... is more than half down.Even the small courtyard of the shopkeeper was affected.Two of the houses where the helpers lived also completely collapsed, and the ground was full of debris, which had been shredded into pieces.

Is this... an earthquake or a strong wind?

"Do you remember what you did?" Zhu Helan grabbed his jaw and stared into his eyes. "...What did I do?" Zhu Helan stretched out his hand, gently grabbed his right hand, and held it in front of Chong Liu himself.

Chong Liu looked at his own palm and his scalp exploded.

On his fingers, there were many suction cups densely growing, and under his nails, some needle-like things grew out of nowhere.

"When I came, your distortion was much more serious than now... a part of the door escaped here, and you... ate it." Zhu Helan carefully put the information into his chaotic mind, "use What this hand ate... there is nothing left."

Chong Liu shook violently.

"I don't remember... I just had a dream..." he said incoherently, "in the dream I was in the sea... I don't know..."

"Liu'er... There is really nothing to tell me about your past?" Zhu Helan still held his hand, as if he didn't mind those deformities on his hand... that shouldn't appear on human beings s things.

"I grew up with the master...I was his sixth apprentice, the last one...he wouldn't let me read his notes...I really don't know..."

Zhong Liu's whole head is in chaos.Many memories that he thought were foolproof suddenly became floating and illusory, unreal.

Before coming to Huai'an Inn, did he really have no contact with dirty?

When he was hiding in bed and shivering when he was a child...why was he afraid?

Why didn't Master let him read those notes?Isn't it normal for Bai Xiaosheng to pass his notes on to his disciples and pass them down from generation to generation?

Why did Master not like him mentioning him to others?

Why are the details of many memories blurred, as if... It's just a concept, and it didn't really happen?

Suddenly everything was uncertain, even his own body seemed strange.

Until suddenly the shopkeeper put his arms around his shoulders and patted his back lightly, "Shh... well, don't think about it. Those...you can talk about it later."

Only then did Chong Liu realize that his body was convulsing uncontrollably.

He grabbed the shopkeeper's skirt like he was grabbing a life-saving straw. "Liu'er, I haven't thanked you yet. You saved our inn." Zhu Helan whispered in his ear, without stopping to comfort him, "You saved Zhu Yi, you saved Lv Zhi, you saved many people ...and you are still alive, nothing else is important." Zhu Helan couldn't tell others, when he felt the filthy smell erupting from the direction of the inn, he felt the panic like falling into an ice cave.

Over the years, the home he built for himself and the pagoda tree, and the people in the family...

And heavy six...

With people who care, there is a dead spot.

So as long as the people he cares about are fine, and the locust tree is fine, he doesn't have to care.Even Chong Liu may have something to hide from him, or even deceive him.

He can pretend not to care.

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A catastrophe that might have destroyed the entire ancient city of Tianliang was once again resolved by Daoist Qiyao. Within a month, the legend about Daoist Qiyao and his juniors joining forces to fight against the terrifying yellow-clothed demon has been spread by storytellers and troupes Come to think of it, it is very lively to speak magnificently and magnificently.

The names of all others, including Zhu Helan and Chong Liu, have been withheld.Tianliang City, which survived the catastrophe, was still filled with a layer of anxiety and panic. The doors of every house were locked, and no one came out to set up stalls in the night market at night.

The Qingming Sect held a ceremony for the missing and dead, and the mourning and crying of the lost relatives and relatives continued all day and night to the sound of drums and music.The lucky people silently cleaned up the mess in their homes, cleaned up and reconstructed the collapsed houses and courtyards.

After about three months, Tianliang City gradually returned to normal.

That's when the first winter snow fell.

In the past three months, there have been no strange anecdotes and strange incidents in the Huai'an Inn, only an occasional dental business from the shopkeeper.Everyone concentrated on running the inn and kept silent about what happened that day.

After Yan Luzhi's body gradually recovered, the shopkeeper helped her find a courtyard in the suburbs.She bought the courtyard with the dowry that the shopkeeper asked for from the Shen family, and moved in with Xizhu and her daughter.Relying on the business of selling copybooks that the shopkeeper helped her get some money, plus the money from the sale of Xizhu Weaving, the two of them dragged Shen Qianqian, and their lives were quite comfortable.

Chong Liu leaned against the door frame of the lobby, and let out a breath towards the snow-falling sky.The snowflakes fell on his face, which was cool and comfortable.

He sighed, untied the little wine gourd from his waist, and poured "tea" into his mouth.

The disgusting taste that I thought was hard to swallow, now I start to feel a strange fragrance.It doesn't feel bad to drink.

It seems that Master Liao said that it tastes good when you get used to it, which is actually true.

It's just...he was still a little troubled.

Since that day, the boss... seems to have a bit of a grudge against him.

Unclear feeling, on the surface it still looks the same, but he never asked Zhongliu to help him with errands related to the dental business.

And... those casual touches... are getting less and less.The shopkeeper treated him as if he had become the same as before it all started, indifferent, as if there was a layer of separation.

Chong Liu feels lost...

Obviously before, he thought...

Is it because of my own distortion?Or is it because the owner feels that he has something to hide from him?

But if he didn't even know Chong Liu himself, how could he tell him?

Maybe I should find a chance to go back and ask Master?

When I think of Master, I think of another thing.After that catastrophe, he was supposed to be summoned by Mr. Qinglong.But Mr. Qinglong postponed that meeting, it seems that something happened in the capital.

This push has been pushed to the present, maybe Mr. Qinglong has forgotten him long ago.

Now Bai Xiaosheng is the only one left in Tianliang City, and he doesn't know when a new Bai Xiaosheng will come in...

Just as he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a heroic voice saying, "Xiao Er! Stay in the hotel!" "Hey! How many guests are there?" Chong Liu smiled reflexively and asked cheerfully.

There were three people who came, and they all seemed to be people from the Jianghu, and they all held swords in their hands.Chong Liu immediately raised his heart.

Those who open an inn are most afraid of people from the rivers and lakes staying there.It is not certain when it will be smashed, and there will be no one to reason with after that.

The leader is very tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, sword eyebrows and star eyes, very imposing.Behind him was a handsome young man, and a beautiful young lady who looked like a woman disguised as a man.

"Can't you tell? Of course there are three people." The young master said, looking critically at the simple lobby of the inn.

"Okay, we have a small room here, a first room, a common shop..."

"Is your shopkeeper here?" The tall man in charge suddenly interrupted him, and said in a deep voice, "I want to discuss a business with him."