Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Sad to say, if only one person was lost, it would not be such an earth-shattering event in those days.

People die every day in the world, but not everyone dies clearly.

Those Xianmen disciples couldn't find anyone, and couldn't find out the reason. In the end, they could only come up with the most acceptable statement--the evil spirit is causing trouble.

Some daemon, well hidden and undetected, must have been eating the missing man.

Thus, the matter changed from "finding the missing person" to "finding the hidden demon."

Then, they discovered a horrific result...

The shopkeeper still feels chills all over his body and his scalp is numb when he thinks of that scene, he said dryly, "You...have you ever seen the kind of magic-detecting talisman used by those fairy elders? If you blow it, it will be blown out, and if you encounter the breath of evil spirits, the paper ash will float over."

"That day, I just watched the paper ashes floating out of the window of my inn. The elders were afraid of causing panic, so they pretended to be on a daily inspection or wandering around, and followed the paper ashes around Luohuashan City. Back and forth, and finally came back to my inn..."

At that time, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that there were too many people in Luohuashan City, and such a gathering of vitality was enough to overwhelm any other aura, so the magic-detecting talisman was not easy to use.

They were about to collect the paper ashes when they saw the pale dust whirling and clinging to a person.

It was none other than the youngest daughter of the missing man.

The girl was really young, the waiter couldn't see her crying, so he went to the market to find a bunch of gadgets to comfort her, and went to the stove to warm a bowl of sweet red dates soup.

At that time, the little girl was sitting in front of the inn, scooping up the soup spoon by spoon.

When the paper dust gathered, she raised her eyes to look at the crowd and licked the corners of her mouth.

Everyone was dead silent at first, and then felt absurd and unbelievable——

This little girl devoured her father?

how is this possible……

So the people of Xianmen took out another soul-seeking talisman.

In order to find the missing man, they took this soul-seeking talisman and tried in every corner of Luohuashan City, but found nothing.

Using it again this time, I saw the soul-seeking talisman fluttering, and finally landed at the little girl's feet.

If there is nothing wrong with the soul-seeking talisman, then the residual soul smell of the missing person is really on the little girl...

At that moment, everyone present was silent.

***

Later, the fairy gate took the little girl away, and the matter of "the guest disappeared without reason" was settled.

Both the innkeeper and the waiter were frightened and fell ill for several days.After recovering from the illness, everything went on as usual, and they slowly put the matter behind them.

Until the second year, not long after the lighting of the mountain city, something happened to the inn——

That day, there was a man who looked like a scholar and his companion, a schoolboy, staying in the store. They were talking and laughing at that time, and the scholar looked gentle and courteous.

But on the second day, the book boy disappeared.

Everything is exactly the same as that father and daughter.

The shopkeeper only felt that the nightmare was coming again.

Seeing the scholar's "worried and anxious" appearance, he felt that there must be a satiated demon licking the corner of his mouth under that layer of skin.

Same as last time, he invited those fairy elders again, and watched them use the magic-seeking talisman first, and then the soul-seeking talisman.

As expected, no matter whether it was a magic-detecting talisman or a soul-seeking talisman, the people it pointed to were all scholars.

When the scholar was stuck on the talisman paper, the horror and fear that slowly surfaced on his face were stronger than anyone else's.He frantically flicked the paper ashes of the magic-detecting talisman on his body, shouting "It's not me" and "It can't be me", and he fell to the ground in fright, completely devoid of elegance.

At that time, the shopkeeper was looking at the scene, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed in his heart - what if the scholar didn't hide it too deeply, but really did it unintentionally, and was lured by something in his sleep?If he was supposed to be fine, did this happen because something was wrong with the inn?

He also remembered the advice of those people in the immortal sect, saying that his place has changed from a blessed place to a cursed place, and evil things will happen frequently.

The shopkeeper was frightened by this thought at the time, and felt that every inch of the ground under his feet was indescribably weird.

Although the accidents were all customers, and there were only two in two years, it was not too many.But who knows what will happen in the future, will they be the ones who have the accident one day?

At that time, the shopkeeper was plagued by nightmares every day, either dreaming that he was eaten by the waiter, or dreaming that he was eaten by the waiter.Either way scared him so much he couldn't sleep at night.

So he stopped being stubborn and asked the people of Xianmen to help him.

***

"They agreed very happily, and they sent many experienced people to pretend to be visitors, and stay in my small inn every day." The shopkeeper said with a sad face, "But that God has really become a guest." He wanted to play tricks on me, but the fairy gate came, but there was no change. Nothing at all, everything was calm."

"I'm entangled in all kinds of things, and I still have to practice. I can't spend all day in my inn. Later, I thought of a way to achieve both." The shopkeeper pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "That's it..."

That was the first time he knew that Xianmen would also use the method of "exorcising corpses", which seemed not so bright and decent.

At that time, the people from Xianmen explained to him: "It's not that we are helpless, and we won't be like this. Shopkeeper Yu doesn't know that corpse people are actually more sensitive to demons than us living people, and they are more sensitive than devil-detecting talismans. If a demon enters your store again, it will know about it. If the previous thing happens again, it can stop it."

"And then?" The shopkeeper was not relieved after hearing this, "You can't just stop it, what if it doesn't work!"

The person from Xianmen replied: "There is a spell on it. If it really did something here, we will know it even thousands of miles away. Once we receive the letter, we will rush over immediately. At that time, the demon will be fine. No matter it is a disaster, when the breath is the strongest, it is very easy to find anything. At that time, you can see which piece of soil in your inn is a disaster soil, and why it turned out to be a disaster soil."

Although the people in Xianmen have repeatedly assured that they have dealt with this corpse well, it is different from the ghost corpses commonly used by evil spirits and crooked ways.But the shopkeeper was still timid and dubious.

According to the instructions of the elders, he usually placed the corpse in the coffin, and put the coffin in the attic on the top floor, and pasted many coffin-sealing charms on the coffin lid.

He told the waiter in the shop to replace a batch of brand new talisman papers every so often, lest the coffin should not be sealed tightly and corpses would come out to act as demons at will.

***

After two years like this, no new misfortunes occurred in the inn, and the corpse man was always safe and sound and never opened the coffin.

People are always like this, forget the pain when the scar is healed.

The shopkeeper gradually felt that the so-called evil and calamity were only temporary.As the saying goes, three years of minor luck and ten years of great luck, even if the luck was not good before, it is time to change luck.

The waiter smelled like a corpse, and he had huge bags under his eyes, so he can sleep well now.It's just that the business of his inn hasn't been saved yet.

Obviously the insider kept the two tragedies secret and did not spread the word in Luohuashan city, but his inn was getting deserted day by day, few customers came.

Because of those two disasters, the shopkeeper and the waiter developed a problem——

If there is only one visitor, they are very welcome.If there were two partners, they would be reluctant and fearful, for fear that there would be another scene where there would be one less after waking up.

The shopkeeper gave Wu Xingxue a look of fear, and quickly took it back: "I was afraid of death when you were going to stay in the shop the day before, I was really afraid of death! I didn't fall asleep all night, and I couldn't Dare to open your eyes, for fear that the night will not be peaceful again."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to say a word - he actually kept his ears up and paid attention to the movement of the guest room all night.But it was a very peaceful night, and he didn't hear a sound, not a word of conversation or movement or anything.

He once suspected that the two guests had sealed the room with a restriction or an enchantment.

Early the next morning, he stood behind the counter, waiting for the two guests to get up and come downstairs.

"When I saw you all come down, my heart fell." The shopkeeper said, sighed a long sigh, and said regretfully: "So, why do you come back again, if you don't continue this night, you will Won't--"

The shopkeeper was full of thoughts, and he didn't realize what he was talking about until halfway through the sentence.

He stopped talking abruptly and raised his head in horror.

Wu Xingxue looked at him with deep eyes: "I don't know anything either?"

The shopkeeper swallowed deeply, even though he had a hundred guts, he didn't dare to continue.

But even if he kept silent, Wu Xingxue knew what he was going to say.

He had already said a lot—that the little girl devoured her own father in the middle of the night under the influence of this disaster.It is said that under the influence of this disaster, the scholar devoured his own book boy.

When it came to Wuxingxue, it was naturally the same.From the shopkeeper's point of view, it was nothing more than a tragedy that devoured his own people.

For a moment, Wu Xingxue felt that it was so ridiculous that he almost wanted to laugh out loud.

How is it possible, I'm not crazy.

he thought.

But soon, he developed an even more absurd fear in that absurdity...

Because he is really a demon.

The demon doesn't care about proportions - one moment Sang Yu was comforting and warming with the energy of others, and the next moment he drank the other person's blood.Yun Hai, who was once a fairy, would also break out of control and act recklessly.

And me?

Wu Xingxue thought to herself.

Have I ever been like this?Have you lost control?Has anything like this ever happened?besides……

Has Xiao Fuxuan seen it?

He actually didn't think Tangtang Tianxiu Shangxian would disappear out of thin air because of a small inn, never to be seen again, and those rumors and tricks could not scare him.

He just wanted to see each other suddenly, really wanted to.

When this thought flashed, there were numerous footsteps outside the guest room door.A handful of paper ashes rushed into the room from the open window and gathered around Wu Xingxue.

Perhaps it was because the demon energy was too strong, the paper ash even burst out sparks.

A group of people dressed in disciple robes of the same color came chasing after Zhihui. They wore long ribbons behind their high hair crowns. Each of them held a sword, and each silver scabbard had a round seal "seal" engraved in vermilion. Character.

It was the Xianmen, the Feng family, who was often invited to Luohuashan City.

The one at the beginning was a young woman with a bright face, and said in her mouth: "The corpse has been stable for a while, it should have subdued that demon long ago—"

"... Post."

As soon as they stepped into the door, they saw the "stable" corpse on the ground, and the "submissive" demon holding a sword.

The demon had a voice like the breeze, but the words he said became more and more frightening: "Please help me dig three feet to find someone, or don't go back."