[Comprehensive martial arts] Huangquan Inn

Qingxi smoke cloud east wind gradually, thousands of mountains dredging rain and setting sun slanting.

When there is only the last ray of light in the evening, the Qingming subsides its continuous drizzle, and the smoke clouds covering the mountains and valleys in central Sichuan are blown away by the east wind.

Dozens of figures dressed in black and covered with black veils appeared from the other side of the valley, the long swords in their hands reflected cold light in the afterglow.

When they came, there was no sound, only the gurgling of the clear stream could be heard in the valley.

The leading man in black clenched his long sword and stepped cautiously into the empty valley, followed by his companions.

Their movements were careful enough, but they still startled countless birds.

"Cuckoo—cuckoo—"

The shrill cry suddenly exploded in the ears of the man in black, echoing in the empty valley, and the sorrow lasted for a long time.

It seems to be telling the killers who stepped here - it is better to go back.

"Boss, this place is a bit weird."

A person behind the leader rubbed his arms. Since he stepped into the valley, he felt as if a cold air was blowing from the back of his neck, prickling his hairs all over.

This reminded him of the person who left earlier. If he had known this place was so strange, he should have asked him about the so-called folklore passed down in Kuizhou.

"It's just that Zigui cries at night, it's an ordinary thing in Shu, so don't be suspicious."

The leader in black sneered, people like him never believed in ghosts and gods.

If there are ghosts in the world, why don't you see many souls who died under his hands seeking revenge from him?

If there is a god in the world, why don't you see the gods in the clouds cast down the heavenly punishment for a sinner like him?

That's just the ignorant people seeking peace of mind for themselves.

"There is a building ahead, go in and have a look." The black-clothed killer said, and then signaled everyone to pay attention to the surrounding situation, and spread out to move forward.

Only a ray of light from the setting sun happened to shine on the bank of the Qingxi River. The gorgeous pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and the glazed windows reflected the scorching light, illuminating the surrounding scenery.

On both sides of the Qingxi River, the golden lanterns blooming in full bloom are as bright as blood.

There was only a small bridge on the water, and out of some caution, he did not lead his men across the bridge, but raised his inner strength and used light kung fu to cross the clear stream, and the people behind followed him, and they also reached the bank of the clear stream.

Nahua Building is closer.

The killer didn't intend to enter through the gate.

He gestured to his men behind him.

[After the matter is completed, silence. 】

When Lin Pingzhi is found, there is no need to stay in this building.

The organization has stirred up the situation in the arena for many years, and has long been accustomed to such orders.

Just as they were about to go up to the eaves of the second floor to check the situation, the blurred light flickering on the glass windows dazzled their eyes.

The killers looked up, and on the vermilion plaque of Hualou, there were four large characters on the book - "Yellow Spring Inn".

The handwriting is painted with iron hooks and silver hooks, like clouds and dragons frightened.If it is placed outside, it can be called a word of gold.

The black-clothed leader suddenly trembled in his heart.

"Cuckoo—cuckoo—"

The cuckoo sounded again, very sad and clear.

At this moment, the black-clothed leader finally sensed some kind of severe cold in his heart.He gritted his teeth, still determined to continue the task.

If the mission fails, they will be wiped out of their sanity when they go back, so they might as well fight it out.

He glanced at the plaque again, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked in carefully. His body, which had undergone countless trainings, suddenly stopped, and there was a bang in his mind.

The last rays of the setting sun also disappeared.

Dozens of dark shadows sneaked into the valley, and those who saw the writing on the plaque all quietly poured into the golden lanterns in front of the inn one by one.

Seeing this strange situation, the killers who were walking behind looked at each other before they had time to cross the Qingxi, then turned around and rushed out of the valley.

They are not afraid of death, the organization punishes those who fail to complete the task more severely.But even if the mission fails, they must bring the news of this place to the master.

Fear and loyalty to the head of the organization are engraved in their souls.

The last fallen black-clothed leader left two lines of blood on his widened eyeballs, and blood gushed out from his ears, nose, mouth and mouth.His eyes were rigid, and he was also staring at the vermilion plaque in the end.

The head of their organization asked them to practice killing swords, and everyone's swordsmanship was one of the best outside the organization.And as one of the leaders with considerable status, he is naturally good at swordsmanship.

Before he died, he finally realized that the writing on the plaque was not written with a stroke of a pen.

There is someone holding a sword and engraving words on it. The stroke of the pen is hidden by the surging rivers, mountains, clouds and water, and the sword's momentum is endless.

With this sword intent, the owner of the inn here is far superior to him in skill, yet he even wanted to silence him just now.

When did this kind of swordsman appear in the rivers and lakes, who can kill others only by leaving words on the edge of his sword?

Master...Master wants to become the number one swordsman in the world, does he know...

The thinking of the leader in black gradually blurred, and finally he bled to death from all seven orifices.

Shiki was still screaming.

"It's better to go back—it's better to go back—"

Why don't you go back, where do you go?

There is no star or moon in the middle of the night, the sound of chains is cold and the air is prolonged, and the first opening of the Taoist door is impermanent, which will lead the fascinated soul to the underworld.

The next day.

The girl with white epiphyllum on her temples slid down the escalator, rubbed her eyes and yawned, floated to the door, and raised her hand to open the door of the inn.

Just seeing Qingyang Yaoling outside the door, the sky is bright and the mountains are green.

"Liancheng save me!"

Shi Binniang, who had just stepped out of one foot, screamed and rolled back to the inn with lightning speed, and happened to bump into Shi Liancheng who was flying over.

Being hit by such a collision, Shi Liancheng's body was shaken suddenly, and the sleeves of the light purple Liuxian skirt floated outside the inn, and happened to be scorched black by a ray of sunlight.

Shi Liancheng: "...what happened?"

Spinniang raised her head, with tears in her eyes: "I just want to go out for a breath, Liancheng, why did you embroider the morning light scene?"

Shi Liancheng raised his arm, saw the scorched black under the sleeve, and sighed: "I didn't."

Spinniang was still in shock, her legs were almost burned by the sun, and she said no.She got up from the other person, pouted and said, "The scenery outside has changed, why don't you say no?"

"Tell me, do you want to harm me so that you can monopolize Qiao Lang in the future?"

There was a hint of anger on Shi Liancheng's gentle face: "I am already a dead soul, and Qiao Lang is a living man, how can I monopolize him?"

When they were teasing you and chasing me back, Xun Feng stretched his waist and strolled out from behind the bead curtain, just in time to see them looking a little bit embarrassed.

The unreliable little boss of Huangquan Inn rubbed his chin, and after listening to one ear, he concluded that the other party was arguing about the changing scenery outside.

"Oh, I pulled it down."

Xunfeng walked briskly to the door, pointed to the bright sky outside the door, and said to the two employees beside him: "Lin Pingzhi said that the barrier outside blocked the way for others to come in, it was inconvenient, so I withdrew, now It's a real sunburst outside."

"But I still like the 'Sunset Mountain Outside Mountain' you embroidered very much, and I introduced it into my bedroom." These words were said to Shi Liancheng.

Upon hearing this, Shi Liancheng immediately said to his female companion, "Did you hear that? The boss withdrew it."

Splendid and clawed, Spinniang lowered her head silently, twisted her hands together, crumpled her concubine-colored sleeves and remained silent.

"By the way, how long has it been since the two of you died that you were hurt by the sun?"

Xunfeng has learned to turn a blind eye to the inexplicable quarrels between the two employees from time to time, and asks on his own, completely ignoring whether his words are polite or impolite.

The purple shirt girl of the gentle guest was silent, not knowing how to respond to this little boss with a peculiar style of painting.

When encountering the mouth of the little boss, sometimes they really wish they could go back sooner rather than later.

Spinniang said unhappily: "We have only been dead for two or three years, how can we cultivate to the point where we are not afraid of the sun?"

If it weren't for this Huangquan Inn, with their current cultivation base, they wouldn't be able to touch anything in the world.

Although this inn is really spooky, but the furnishings here, except for the pool of water, are all from the underworld.

Xunfeng's pretty face suddenly wrinkled, and said in distress: "But most of the lucky people here are human beings."

The implication is that the guests to be entertained are all human beings. As employees, what's the matter if you can't go out?

Female Ghost: Are you blaming us for this?You didn't say that when you signed us.

Xunfeng didn't worry for long, he quickly thought of a way, raised his hand and pulled out the Tang knife from his waist, and cut off a strand of his hair.

While returning the knife to its sheath, he reached out and handed the strand of black hair with a slightly blood-colored tail in front of the two female ghosts.

"Here, I can't violate the rules and forcibly elevate your cultivation. With this, you don't have to be afraid of light in the future." And you won't be afraid of anything that ghosts are afraid of.

Xun Feng didn't say the last sentence, it was unnecessary.

Seeing that they were a little surprised, Xun Feng added: "It's not long since you died, you must still remember the situation in the world, right? Go out with Lin Pingzhi today, buy some food and clothing, and he will take you to see A place to sell things."

Shi Liancheng realized later that what they prepared for their new colleague last night was a meal from the ghost world, but they ignored that the other party was a living person.She took a rest early, but she must have had a big oolong last night, so she carefully took over the lock of hair, and dragged Spinniang, who was pouting dissatisfied, back to the dormitory to tidy up.

Xunfeng ignored them and walked out of the door.

There was a gentle breeze in the valley, and the morning sun shone on his brows and eyes, bringing warmth to his always pale face.

This is how the real wind and sunshine in the world feel.

Xunfeng frowned and thought, Lin Pingzhi told him a lot of things last night, and he realized that the human world is very different from what he imagined before. You can't compare the life at home with the human world, it is completely different.

Thinking of this, Xunfeng felt a little wronged, he had obviously been to the human world before, and had made many friends in the human world, so it was not possible that his eyes were darkened and he didn't know anything.

It's just that since he woke up from the darkness that time, his mind has been blank and he can't think of anything.

The annoying elder brother in the family said that he had a serious illness, and now he has recovered from the illness, leaving some sequelae, and it will take a period of time before he can slowly remember the past.

If he still remembered those pasts in the world, he certainly wouldn't make so many jokes.

Thinking of Lin Pingzhi's almost cracked expression last night, Xunfeng drooped his head and kicked a few times in the golden lantern bushes irritably.

"what?"

"Boss, what are you looking at?"

Lin Pingzhi walked out of the inn, and saw his little boss squatting among the flowers, he didn't know what he was doing, so he hurried forward and asked.

"Look at the dead." Xun Feng said calmly.

Lin Pingzhi's pupils shrank, and only then did he realize that there were many black shadows falling far and near among the flowers in front of the inn.

The black shadow was very familiar.

"It's the people who hunted me down!"

Realizing this, Lin Pingzhi hurried forward and directly lifted the mask off the face of the man in black who was closest to him.

He didn't rest after a long talk with his boss last night. He tried to write a letter to his parents with the postcard he drew in his room, and he got a reply this morning.

After receiving news from his parents, he already has a charter in his heart for his enemies, but there are still some things that need to be investigated.

He already knew that the Qingcheng faction was not the only one chasing and killing him, so the Qingcheng faction was not the only one who killed his sect back then?

Under the veil was an ordinary face, Lin Pingzhi did not give up, and lifted it one by one.

The corpses are all here, and he can always find clues.

Xun Feng watched his movements, blinked those strange eyes, and suddenly said: "Hey, the soul is gone."

Lin Pingzhi stopped his movements and said cautiously: "But what's wrong?"

These killers could touch here, it should be because the little boss listened to him last night and removed the so-called appearance.But they all died here at once, which is beyond Lin Pingzhi's cognition.

It's not written in the contract either.

Xun Feng touched his chin and said: "It's nothing, it was taken away by ghost messengers."

After all, this place is really close to the gate of ghosts, and it's so lucky to be able to make a profit when you go out in the middle of the night.

He is now rounding the performance to zero.

Lin Pingzhi: "..."

He now knows why the orange cat told him when he brought him normal food last night that sometimes he doesn't need to take some of the boss's words too seriously.

He continued to move, and after the veil was lifted from the corpse's face, he finally found a familiar person.