Chapter 145 Who is stupid, hum

At the inn, Longxing Escort Bureau and his party stayed.

At night, the shopkeeper did not forget his promise and brought up two jars of wine from the cellar twice.

In the room on the second floor, there were two people sitting across from each other. On the table were the two famous "Drunken Immortals", sealed with red cloth, with a gold thread wrapped around the opening, which looked very festive.

As soon as the shop owner left, Luo Ting's eyes immediately lit up and he was about to pounce on him like a hungry wolf, but was stopped by Fang Xiwen.

"Don't worry," he stretched out his hand to hold down one of the jars, slowly moved it to his side, and said, "Brother Luo, you have one jar of wine and I have one jar."

"Okay, okay, I'll drink yours first." Luo Ting was completely shameless. He smiled slyly and stretched out his big hand towards him.

"Don't even think about it. I won't open this jar," Fang Xiwen sneered and hid the wine behind his back. "If you want to drink, just drink your own. I will give this jar away to others."

"To whom? It can't be for me, Xiao Fang..." Hearing that such a precious wine was going to be given away, Luo Ting's heart felt like a knife, and his eyes almost glowed green.

"I thought too much. It's for the girl's parents. She said that her father likes to drink, so I've been paying attention to it," Fang Xiwen looked quite proud, with a sinister smile, "You said that if I gave this jar to her, her family would be happy.

What will it look like?"

"That's not necessary!" Luo Ting waved his hands anxiously and said in a seductive manner: "Why give such a precious thing away? Wouldn't it be better for us two to drink it?

I still have three jars of peach blossoms here that have been buried for more than ten years. If that person knows the goods, you can send them over and keep them. He will be so happy that he will kowtow to you!"

"Who is following you and me?"

Seeing that he was out of luck, Luo Ting was at his wits' end. He felt resentful towards the drunkard he had never met.

Damn it, how did this old guy get such a good fortune? He can drink like a drunkard while lying at home! I'm so good to this kid so he gave me a jar!

"Okay, don't bother me. I don't like drinking." The more Luo Ting liked it, the happier Fang Xiwen became, and the more decisively he refused.

Look, this guy who is addicted to alcohol is so serious about it. With this bottle of wine, isn't he going to kill the stupid girl and her father?

Thinking of this, he smiled sinisterly again, turned around and left with the wine in his arms, leaving only Luo Ting begging behind him.

"Xiao Fang, hey, come back, Xiao Fang, can you come back? Just drink a little! Half a cup! One sip!"

"Jie Jie Jie, farewell!"

After returning to the room and out of sight of the old drunkard, Fang Xiwen felt relieved. He carefully cleared a space in the mustard ring and placed this precious altar of Drunken Fairy.

Then, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around him habitually.

Wooden tables and chairs with slight moth-eaten marks, clean bedding, candlesticks stained with wax... This is a very ordinary room, but the window has a hole, and even if it is closed tightly, there is still some wind noise.

Looking out from here, you can see the room in the small courtyard with paper cutouts. Fang Xiwen stared at it for a while.

"Well, it looks pretty during the day, but at night it's a bit too eye-catching, especially the shadows." He commented casually and closed the window.

There were three empty rooms in the inn. Logically speaking, he should be in one room as a guest, and the remaining six people would be divided into two rooms. However, Luo Ting said that he had a bad back and could only sleep on a bed. Fang Xiwen also wanted to share a room with him.

Nothing wrong with it. He is used to sleeping on hard floors.

Thinking that this guy might make him drink again later, Fang Xiwen quickly took out a pen and paper and sorted out the day's situation to help him think.

Even though the shop owner didn't look like a bad guy, he didn't let down his guard. Rumors about monsters shouldn't be groundless.

He discovered two suspicious points. One was the smell of the shopkeeper's body. He had just brought the wine from the cellar, and the faint smell was stronger and a little strange.

Fang Xiwen tested him during the day. The shopkeeper said that the beef was prepared in advance, not freshly killed... Then where did the smell come from? There were no cattle or sheep in the yard. Could it be that the raw meat was kept in the cellar?

The second is that the time does not match up. The shop owner said that his wife died last month. If he took over the shop less than a month ago, then the refreshing appearance can be explained. However, the villagers said that this is a new shop that just opened not long ago.

Could it be that the wife is not the boss’s wife, but someone else is running the business?

‘Something’s not right, I always feel like something is wrong.’ Fang Xiwen had a very subtle feeling. As to whether it was due to doubts or intuition, he didn’t know yet.

So without much hesitation, he directly shook the person, slapped the table and called: "Sword Fairy Mother, are you here?"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit on the head, hard, like a scabbard.

At this time, the woman in Tsing Yi had taken a seat opposite her, with a very strange look on her face, and emphasized again and again: "If you call me that again, I won't help you anymore."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong."

"Humph."

Seeing that her expression softened slightly, Fang Xiwen hit the snake stick, sat down next to her, and pushed the paper over, "Sword Immortal, we are really evil when we encounter this. You are so smart, help me

Staff officer?"

"There is nothing wrong with me." The woman lifted up her sleeves and robe, with a smile in her eyes.

Don’t you always like to say that Luo Qingni is stupid? Why do you come to ask me again when something happens? Are you slapping yourself in the face?

Fang Xiwen over there was completely unaware, and vividly told what happened, and then expressed his own inference: "I think the boss has a certain connection with the so-called monster.

Before I came here, I thought whether this rumor might be some kind of marketing ploy, just to trick people into staying in the hotel and then make more money by doing so."

"But the bandits are all dead, which means that the monsters are indeed real." The sword fairy turned the paper towards him, glanced at it, and said calmly.

"Yes, so we still assume that monsters exist. After knowing that the shop owner's wife died of illness, we can think that his request is to protect the shop.

So, could it be that he made a deal with the monster and paid some price so that he could protect the shop for him and preserve the memories with his wife." He thought as he said.

"The shop owner is an ordinary person, and he is unlikely to give anything that would tempt a monster." Sword Immortal shook his head slightly, "And he can't use the secret method of taming monsters, or magic weapons such as the monster-suppressing tower and the trapped heart lock. This

The transaction theory seems reasonable, but in fact the feasibility is very low."

"Really?"

"But there is some truth in what you say. The terrain here is superior. People who want to pass by this place, unless it is an outdoor scene that can soar into the clouds, otherwise if they don't want to go far, they will definitely pass by this place and stay overnight.

To build only a small inn in such a good location, I think it will attract a lot of covetous people."

I don’t know if he learned his habits, but the sword fairy knocked on the table and said slowly.

"Yes, that's what's strange. Those who are willing to die for money, how could they give up just because of rumors." Fang Xiwen was a little dissatisfied.

"After going around and around, it turns out that there is still a question of whether the monster has anything to do with the shop owner." A faint smile appeared on Jianxian's face, and he blinked: "What if I told you, the smell on him is not that of a monster, but... a monster.
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