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142. The Nether Inn

A giant mountain is ahead, and there is a house built on the mountain. The style of this house is elegant, layer by layer, all of which are small patterns, but the small patterns are clustered together but there is no feeling of chaos or crowding. At the highest point of the mountain, there is a big flag standing high there with the words "Nether Inn" written on it.

Nether Inn is a mysterious place in the Zhongyuan world. It always appears suddenly and disappears inexplicably. People often encounter it. After having a meal or sitting there, they have reached a very far place and may never find the way back.

Qingyang was just a little stunned and headed towards the Netherworld Inn.

Only when he came to the giant mountain could he truly feel the hugeness of the giant mountain. There were steps up, and Qingyang walked step by step, feeling the long-lost sense of reality under his feet. However, as he walked up the curved road step by step, some faint voices and laughter began to appear in his ears, and wind seemed to begin to appear around him, and the light in his eyes became brighter. Looking up, it seemed that he could see a high darkness, but this darkness seemed to be isolated by light, and it became unreal.

If walking in the darkness before was the endless darkness wrapped around the eyes, then now this darkness is like standing in the light to look at the sky, but no fire was found on the mountain.

He saw a bun shop at the intersection. There was a gray flag hanging on the cabin shop, and there was a line of words on it - Grandma Bao's bun shop.

She looked very old, and her clothes looked simple, but she gave people a very clean feeling.

"Young man, early in the morning, buy a bun to suck your belly." Grandma Bao looked at Qingyang and said.

Qingyang had no intention of stopping, but when he heard the mother-in-law Bao, he stopped and pointed to the sky and smiled: "Where did you start this early morning?"

"It's early in the morning before Grandma Bao's bun shop." She said it very naturally, as if it was a thing passed down from her ancestors.

Qingyang pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "Then how to sell this bun?"

"One three-month soul." Grandma Bao's words made Qingyang slightly stunned. He thought that this bun must be something that could be bought with ordinary things, but he did not expect to ask for one three-month soul.

"One of three-coin souls is not expensive, but if someone's soul is like a rock, how can you take it?" Qingyang asked.

"Young man, this is not a waste of your worries. Let me give you a try, how about it?" Grandma Bao opened the steamer in front of her and said with a smile.

Qingyang smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you, let's do one." After that, he reached out to get it. Grandma Bao smiled and said, "Okay."

She picked up a bun and handed it to Qingyang. The moment he took it, she felt a very slight soul leaving the body and falling into Grandma Bao's hand. Grandma Bao opened a black box, and the strand of soul fell into it.

He felt all this and couldn't help but sigh that there were all kinds of wonders in the world. He stuffed the bun into his mouth in one mouthful, and the bun melted in his mouth, turning into a wave of coolness and entering his liver.

For Qingyang now, even the stones, metal and iron can be chewed and swallowed into his stomach and digested.

A cool air rose in my heart, and a feeling of fatigue that naturally arises after walking in the darkness for a long time disappeared.

"It's not expensive." Qingyang smiled.

"That's right, Grandma Bao's buns have been spread for so long, and no one has ever said they are expensive."

Qingyang heard the voice behind him and did not answer again. Instead, he walked up. Another restaurant appeared. There was a corner flag on the restaurant, and a big "Wine," written on it.

But there were four big words written on the authentic sign of the restaurant: "Ecstasy Restaurant."

"It's ecstasy again." Qingyang thought to himself, and walked in. As soon as he entered the restaurant, an aura that was completely different from the colder outside came to his face.

A servant came up and said, "Customer, please come here." Everything is like a normal hotel.

There were still people sitting in groups of three or three in the restaurant, and no one saw Qingyang. After Qingyang sat down in an empty seat, the servant asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"How do you pay for your bill after eating here?"

"Everything here is paid by our souls." The servant said.

"Oh, okay, let's have a pot of wine and some of your specialty dishes in your restaurant." Qingyang said.

"Hello, wait a moment, it's all right away." The servant said.

There was a table of people not far from Qingyang in the restaurant looking at Qingyang. One of them smiled and said, "Young man, this is your first time here."

"Oh, old man, how can I see it?"

The person who spoke was an old man who looked kind-hearted and kind-hearted.

"Haha, you can tell what you ordered. You can look at our table." The old man said.

Qingyang looked at his table as he was told. There were three people sitting at his table, but there was only one dish and three glasses of wine.

"Young man, you should go and return some dishes as soon as possible, otherwise you will be afraid that you will not be able to pay the bill." Another person on the table kindly reminded Qingyang.

However, before Qingyang could speak, a woman's voice suddenly penetrated: "Can you afford it or not? That's someone else's business. What are you three worried about here?"

A woman in fiery red clothes turned out from the back of the restaurant, looking at Qingyang with her eyes, and sat down happily, under these series of movements, she still looked at Qingyang's eyes.

She sat opposite Qingyang, looked at Qingyang very close, and then said, "Where did you come from?"

"In the darkness." Qingyang said with a smile.

"No matter who it is, it has its origin. You don't want to say it or dare not say it." The woman asked.

"It's not very polite to ask others about their origins," said Qingyang.

"The people who come to my restaurant are all top-notch people in the Zhongyuan world. If you can come, it means that you are not simple. The little girl is just a little curious." The woman said.

Qingyang was also looking at the woman in front of him and said, "I heard that this Netherworld Inn is escaping in nothingness and there is no trace to be found. I wonder if this Netherworld Inn has a master?"

"Master, of course, do you want to see me?" the woman asked.

"Of course." Qingyang said.

"You will see it." The woman said.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened and three people walked into. One of the big men said loudly: "Master He Shen, let's eat something in this restaurant. His grandma, I don't like Master Xia in such a dark world."

Behind this strong man who claimed to be Xia Ye was a man in green robe. The man in green robe looked nothing special at first, but in Qingyang's eyes, it was hazy and not very real.

With his arrival, a wet wind seemed to appear in the entire restaurant.
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