A purple light gradually appeared in Zhao Wujiang's warm eyes, like mist filling his eyes, fleeting in a flash, and there was no abnormality on the surface.

His body was already full of demonic energy. After using the Demon Heaven Technique, his cultivation level quietly increased to the late stage of the God Transformation Realm to deal with possible dangers.

The girl held the man's arm with the knife, talking and laughing, and had already entered the inn.

The scholar Dong Ning, carrying a bookcase, bent down to salute the middle-aged man Xie Xin'an, and then walked heavily and slowly crossed the threshold.

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently, nodded slowly at Xie Xinan, and stepped into Xiling Inn.

Two green candles at the door swayed gently, like a monstrous ghost fire under the night.

The inn is not big, the layout is almost the same as that of the Fanju Inn, and the furnishings are relatively simple.

Standing next to the counter was a waiter in an old gray shirt, wiping bottles and jars on the counter.

Seeing the group arrive, the waiter's eyes lit up immediately, and he jogged in flattery and bowed to Xie Xin'an first:

"Seventh Master."

Xie Xin'an nodded and ordered in a deep voice:

"Get some food."

The waiter smiled flatteringly, nodded and bowed, glanced at Zhao Wujiang and others, hurriedly ran towards the kitchen, lifted the curtain, and leaned out his head and muttered to the inside.

"Brother Xie, I'll go and rest first." Zhao Wujiang bowed his hand and his fists, looking serious and tired.

"Why not eat some food before resting?" Xie Xin'an smiled gently and charitable.

The girl glanced at Zhao Wujiang and snorted softly.

"To be honest, Brother Xie, I'm so tired after rushing all the way." Zhao Wujiang said sincerely:

"And I've eaten food on the road and I'm not hungry."

"Since my brother is not malicious, I won't force myself, it's better to take a break earlier." Xie Xinan smiled calmly and poured a cup of tea for scholar Dong Ning. Dong Ning held the teacup and looked at the inn.

Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists and called the waiter, who took him to an inn on the first floor of the inn.

He took out two spirit stones with a sufficient spiritual energy and stuffed them into the shop's hand. The shop's hand nodded and bowed, his smile became more and more flattering, and he personally told Zhao Wujiang some of the rules of Xiling Inn at night.

Don’t step on the Kaixi Ling Inn at night, otherwise the ghosts will come up when they smell it, which will only increase the danger.

In the small courtyard and bamboo forest behind the inn, no matter what sound you hear at night, you must not go and investigate.

Remember to close the doors and windows in the guest room. Someone knocks on the door at night and calls your name. Never answer first.

If you want to get up at night and go to the cottage, you need to go with the oil lamp in the guest room. Once the light goes out, you must return to the guest room immediately.

Wait, wait, a series of rules of large and small size in Xiling Inn.

Zhao Wujiang listened carefully, kept nodding, and stuffed several spirit stones to the waiter. Before leaving, the waiter slapped his chest:

"Just keep sleeping with peace of mind."

Dong Ning, a scholar who was drinking tea in front of the hall, held the tea cup and drank a few sips, then drank the tea in one sip, and then bowed to Xie Xin'an:

"Xie Daxia, Xiaosheng has also gone to rest first. Thank you for the escort along the way."

Xie Xin'an waved his hand indifferently:

"After entering this Youdu, you only have seven days to find your deceased wife. After seven days, you must leave, otherwise it will be difficult to leave..."

Dong Ning looked firm, bowed and bowed, and he held the bookcase and left the hall.

"Master, let's sleep next to Dong Shusheng, so you can take care of him." The man with a knife crossed his sword looked handsome, with thick eyebrows slanted, and was full of righteousness.

His name is Ye Qianchun, and he is Xie Xin'an's disciple, and he is also the only disciple except his daughter Xie Chensu.

Xie Xin'an nodded, and Ye Qianchun followed the scholar Dong Ning with a knife on her shoulder.

The girl pouted and left without eating. She wanted to say something to her senior brother.

She lay on the table, her pretty face resting on her arms, muttering:

"Dad, how can we finish eating after we get the food?"

"If you can't finish eating, you can't finish eating." Xie Xin'an's eyes were deep and his smile was gentle:
Chapter completed!