Huangliang Inn

Standing on the street, the girl realized that the hair on her forehead was blown away, she hurriedly lowered her head, her fingers clenched the hem of her clothes, feeling very embarrassed.

The dark wind whizzed past and entangled the girl's body. She was obviously a grieving ghost, but she couldn't feel much resentment, let alone a trace of hostility or evil spirit.It seemed that it was just an ordinary wandering soul, who didn't wait for the ghost, and walked in a daze all the way, and strayed into this long street.

"Don't be afraid." Yan Yan took two steps forward, bent down, and was at eye level with the girl, and said in a gentle voice, "Why did you come?"

The girl raised her head, glanced at Yan Piao, quickly put it down again, held up her glasses uneasily, opened her mouth, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, revealing a lack of confidence and a little fear.

"I, I heard from Uncle Ghost that there is an inn here, and the owner can help me." At the end, the girl finally mustered up the courage to raise her head, looked at Yan Jue with blood-red eyes, and asked, "Excuse me, are you the owner of the inn?" ?”

"I am." Yan Jue nodded with a smile, straightened up, and put his right hand in front of the girl.

"Thank you, thank you!" The girl was very excited, but she didn't dare to touch Yan Jue, instead she tucked her hands into her sleeves.If you look closely, you will find that the two small palms are covered with scars like the cheeks, and the slender wrists cross several scars, and the wounds are turned outwards, and the deepest part can almost see the bones.

Yan Jue's eyes moved slightly, and he withdrew his hand, signaling the girl to come with him.

When the two walked to the door of the inn, Geng Chen glanced at the girl, bid farewell to Yan Jue, and immediately turned and left the long street.

"Gengchen." Yan Jue called him from behind.

"What's the matter?"

"Remember the appointment the day before yesterday, if it doesn't work out today, come early the day after tomorrow!" Yan Jue smiled and waved to Geng Chen, then brought the girl into the inn and closed the wooden door.

Geng Chen stood still on the spot for a moment, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and moved his gaze to the third floor of the inn, his dark eyes turned into red gold, he jumped and disappeared into the darkness.

Sensing the sudden overbearing aura, Yan Jue was in a good mood, took the girl to the counter and sat down, picked up the little fox who jumped in from the window, and put him in front of the girl.

Seeing the beautiful and lovable white fox, the girl's eyes lit up and her expression became lively.

"My lord?" Realizing that there was a grieving ghost in front of him, Baiwei raised his head to look at Yan Jue, his big eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Play with her for a while." Yan Jue gave the little fox a task concisely, tapped his nose, and said, "If you do well, you will be rewarded."

"Yes! Don't worry, my lord!" Hearing that it was good, the little fox immediately regained his spirits, showed his big fluffy tail, jumped from the table to the girl's lap, and his well-behaved appearance was extremely pleasing.

The girl first showed surprise, as if she couldn't believe it.With the little fox's unremitting efforts, he tentatively stretched out his fingers and gently brushed the hair on his back.The soft and smooth touch made her smile unconsciously, and quickly hugged the little fox, rubbed her cheek against his forehead, closed her eyes, as if in a dream.

Knowing that the girl is a resentful ghost, Shirao was already prepared to be haunted by resentment.Unexpectedly, the demon power wrapped around his body didn't respond at all.It will not be a short time for a girl to become a ghost, but she doesn't have much resentment, let alone any hostility or evil spirit, which is really strange.

The little fox tilted his head, looked at the girl buried on his body, and became more and more puzzled.

Yan Jue brought out two food boxes from behind the counter, which contained pastries with spiritual power.The girl was not allowed to drink alcohol, and probably tea would not be good either, so she simply took out a basket of spirit fruits with water droplets hanging on them, squeezed them into juice, and blended them into a ghost pill, which immediately exuded a sweetness that ghosts could not refuse.

Sure enough, when Yan Jue put the food box and juice on the table, the girl immediately raised her head and looked longingly at the green juice.

"Try it, it should taste good." Yan Jue pushed the juice to the girl's hand, and the little fox took the opportunity to jump to the ground, came to his feet in a few steps, rubbed his calf, and gave two soft cries, and got it smoothly. A demon pill.

"Thank you, sir!" The little fox got what he wanted, smiled and turned his eyes, and returned to the counter holding the demon pill.

The girl stared at the juice in front of her, and kept swallowing, feeling very embarrassed.

"Don't be afraid." Yan Jue opened the food box and took out the small dish of snacks inside.There are only three per plate, mostly made of glutinous rice and soybean flour, the outer layer is crystal clear, or elastic or crispy, and the inside is wrapped with crushed ghost pills, exuding a seductive atmosphere.Not to mention the girl at the table, even the Yin soldier next to the stove sniffed and stared at the table.

"I don't have any money." The girl lowered her head and looked away with difficulty.

"No money." Yan Yan smiled gently, as if treating a frightened animal.

The young girl at this moment really reminded him of the little beasts and little demons who often poked their heads outside the cave in the prehistoric period.

It's just the little guy in his eyes, and soon he will become a beast and a big monster to intimidate one side.After tens of thousands of years, most of them have fallen, and the only ones have escaped from the mortal world.It is rare to come and go as freely as Nine Tails, and it is rare to mix in the mundane world.

When thinking of little demons and strange beasts, one cannot help but think of the Jiao sent by Pixiu.

The Jiao was so badly injured that his consciousness was sealed and he fell into a deep sleep.Both Yan Jue and Geng Chen have checked it, and it is not appropriate to undo her seal for the time being, it is best to continue nurturing her in the original form.

How to get rid of the dead energy entangled in spiritual power still needs to find another way.If it is left to be entangled with death energy, even if the injury improves, this dragon will not live long, let alone turn into a dragon.

The girl hesitated for a long time, carefully looked at Yan Jue, and finally couldn't resist the temptation, took a sip of the juice.

The cool taste slid down her throat, and the sweetness filled her taste buds, and the pain and haze that burned her seemed to dissipate along with it.

After staring at the juice for a long time, the girl tried to take another sip. She was sure that it was not an illusion. She raised her head in shock. Her round almond eyes were full of surprise, like nimble cat pupils, and she looked very cute.It is conceivable that the girl must have been Qingling and handsome during her lifetime.

It's a pity that the scars criss-crossing her cheeks ruined this beauty, like a monster with teeth and claws, insisting on destroying all the good things in the world.

The girl drank the whole glass of fruit juice in one go and ate three plates of snacks, and her tension and cramps finally eased.

"I……"

"Don't worry, go to rest first, and we'll talk about it later." Yan Jue had already seen that the girl's ghost body was unstable. If she couldn't find the Huangliang Inn, it wouldn't take long for most of the yin energy in her body to dissipate. Even the soul may not be possible.

Hearing Yan Jue's words, the girl suddenly raised her head with a disturbed expression.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." Yan Jue knew what she was worried about, and comforted her, "Go and rest first, and get a good night's sleep. We'll talk about it when you wake up."

"I'm a ghost, ghosts can't sleep..."

"I said yes." Yan Yan smiled gently and said to the girl, "I know the ghost uncle you are talking about. He came to my inn 200 years ago, but at that time he was not a ghost, but a land."

"A land god?" The girl opened her eyes wide, "Can a god also become a ghost?"

"He is no longer the land, and it is not necessarily true to say that he is a ghost." Yan Jue stood up and motioned the girl to follow him to the second floor.

When the two stepped on the wooden ladder, there were lotus lamps floating on both sides of the handrail, each of which was only the size of a fist. Inside the lamps were not candles, but night pearls, emitting soft and bright light, extending to the end of the stairs.

The girl followed Yan Jue, although her heart was full of curiosity, but seeing that Yan Jue had no intention of going further, she immediately suppressed her curiosity and did not ask any questions.

"Here." Yan Jue stopped in front of a guest room and pushed open the door.

There are also lotus lamps hanging in the room, the lights illuminate the whole room, but it is not dazzling, it only makes people feel warm.

The girl hadn't felt this kind of warmth for a long time.

Ever since the knife was cut across her wrist, watching the blood flow out of her body little by little, all she could feel was the cold, the incomparably cold.It was so cold that she forgot what it was like to be warm, as if she was in the world of ice and snow all the time, falling into the eternal ice field.

The indoor furnishings are very simple, a blank screen, a carved bed, a round table, and two round stools beside the table.

Standing against the wall is a half-person-high porcelain vase, with a branch of red plum protruding from the mouth of the vase.Plum blossoms bloom on the branches, seeming to have a faint fragrance.Only when you get close can you find that the petals of the plum branches are all carved with colored stones, which is so ingenious that it can confuse the real with the fake.

There is a picture of plum blossoms hanging on the wall, and there are two deer lying under the tree.The body of the deer is decorated with patterns, and the antlers have not grown yet, so it looks very cute.

Walking into the room and seeing the deer in the painting, the girl unconsciously began to feel sleepy, her eyelids were clenched, and she was almost unable to stand still.

"Go to sleep."

Sending the girl to the couch, Yan Jue waved his arm, and a copper frame appeared on the round table, with a copper bell hanging down from the frame.The white fingertips tapped the bell wall, and a pleasant voice sounded in the room.

Unlike in the past, Lingyin did not send the girl to sleep, but stabilized her soul, allowing her to recover her ghost body during her deep sleep, ensuring that she could have a dreamless night.

When the girl fell into a sound sleep, Yan Jue turned and left the room, closing the door.

After returning to the first floor, Yan Jue threw the demon spirit brought back from Haishi into the stove, took out two jars of wine and handed them to the Yin soldiers guarding the stove.

After seeing the little fox who was sleeping soundly after eating the demon pill, Yan Piao stretched his waist, suddenly became interested, stepped up to the third floor, pushed open the door of a room on the right side of the corridor, kneaded his hands into seals, and waved There are two golden lights on the sleeve.

After the golden light dissipated, the wooden floor sank, and dragon heads protruded from all sides.The gurgling hot water poured out from the dragon's mouth, and a large cloud of milky white heat filled the deserted room.

After a while, the wooden roof became transparent, revealing a starry sky with thousands of dots.

Yan Jue tried the water temperature and was satisfied.He immediately took off his coat and stepped into the pool.The water rippled lightly, and then spread out like ocean waves, revealing a black jade-like dragon tail.

Yan Jue folded his arms and leaned against the edge of the pool, snapped his fingers lightly, and silver jugs and wine glasses flew out from the treasure shelf.The chubby Qi Ling was braided to the sky, and a silver-red apron was tied around his body, and he saluted Yan Piao respectfully.Then he held up the jug with his small hand, poured the spirit wine from the jug into the cup, and brought it to Yan Jue.

"My lord, please use it." Qi Ling's voice was clear and clear, and his appearance was pleasing, but he wanted to show a calm and expressionless face, which attracted a chuckle from Yan Xing.

The fine wine in the jug is not brewed by Yan Yu, but the spirit of Qi collects hundreds of spiritual fruits, collects the spiritual energy of the world, and warms it with its own magic power. It takes hundreds of years to get half of the jug.Even if it is a fairy family in the heaven, if they get this fine wine, they will treasure it carefully.

Yan Jue tried every means to collect five spirit pots, sacrificed them in a unique way, fed them with various materials, and ensured that he could drink them once in a while.

It was definitely not because he was greedy for drinking, but because he was taken to the dragon-cutting stage back then, and the dragon scales were cut off all over his body, and the heart-wrenching pain haunted him for thousands of years.Panacea and panacea are useless, only spirit wine in the pot can relieve one or two.

As the scales regrow, the pain lessens, but the drinking habit stays.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Yan Jue put down the silver cup, and touched the old wound from the early years with his hand, the gentleness gradually faded away, revealing the true face of a mirage dragon, with eyebrows growing into the temples, and lacquered with fat.In the dense heat, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, revealing endless indifference.

Unreal, cold, ruthless.

Qi Ling picked up the jug and flew back to the treasure shelf.Yan Jue closed his eyes and leaned against the pool, gradually feeling sleepy.

Suddenly, the barrier set up outside the inn was touched, and the beast in the town house roared, and there seemed to be a little... grievance in the fury?

Yan Jue opened his eyes and looked at the wooden window that was opened from the outside.

The night wind poured in from the window, and Ying Long, dressed in black, jumped over the window rail and fell into the room.

The four eyes met, Yan Jue's eyebrows became higher and higher, and he was even more puzzled in surprise.

Geng Chen stepped to the edge of the pool, put one knee on the ground, brushed Yan Jue's chin with his slightly cold fingertips, locked his gaze, and smiled lightly, showing the charm that belongs only to Shenlong.

"I was invited to come, have you ever been late?"

The next moment, Yinglong entered the water, causing a large spray.Gold entangled with ink, sank straight to the bottom of the pool.