"Oh, you're here, it's really a coincidence that you've gone to the room." The boss lady said embarrassedly.

"Then let your room out." Zhang Bairen said it seemed to be natural. The boss's wife blinked: "My room? My room is not cheap."

"Fifty Taws" Zhang Bairen thought casually.

"Okay, I'll give it to the young master." The boss's wife narrowed her eyes and smiled: "The young master seems to have a bloody smell. Could it be that she has encountered a thief?"

Zhang Bairen paused when he heard this, turned around to look at the boss lady, raised her sleeve and smelled it: "There is no smell of blood? It's a waste of your head."

"Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense, but this is Tianhei Inn. No matter who comes here, you must abide by the rules." The boss lady said with a charming smile.

"What rules?" Zhang Bairen looked at the boss's wife curiously.

"No one can die!" The proprietress stared at the long sword in Zhang Bairen's hand with her eyes.

"This rule is good, I like it." Zhang Bairen walked through the courtyard and came to the lobby. At this time, the lobby was full, and the noise seemed like a fly, which was extremely annoying.

After searching for a long time, but still not finding a separate seat, Zhang Bairen stepped out slowly and looked at an old man in the corner.

A candle was filled with peanuts, fennel beans, and a pot of turbid wine on the table.

All tables in the lobby were full, because it was a corner and the lights were too dark and no one wanted to come.

When Zhang Bairen walked closer, he was stunned. In the dim shadow beside the old man, there was still a girl of four or five years old sitting. She was chewing peanuts in her mouth, and a pair of big dimples on her face were full of happiness.

"Ba" Zhang Bairen put the long sword aside, but the sword bag was still carrying it: "Brother-in-law, don't mind sitting together."

The old man nodded, and the little girl looked at Zhang Bairen curiously.

The boss lady followed her and caused countless men to whistle on the road, and there were flirting and cursing everywhere.

"What do you want for the little official?" the boss lady came over and said.

"I want the best dish," Zhang Bairen said: "There is a jar of 70-year-old wine in the carriage I came here. Go and move it for me."

Zhang Bairen had no sympathy for the sake of the fragrance and the proprietress rolled her eyes: "I don't have a village or a shop in front of this inn, but it's very expensive."

"What are you talking about? Just serve the dishes directly," Zhang Bairen said impatiently.

The boss's wife hummed and turned around and left.

"I have a pot of turbid wine here. If the young master doesn't dislike it, let's quench his thirst for the time being." The old man's face was filled with gullies and could not see the expression.

Zhang Bairen did not refuse, picked up the wine pot and poured a glass, put it next to his mouth and took a sip, then put it down and refused to drink it.

The old man kindly reminded Zhang Bairen: "This inn is so terrible that it costs 100 taels of silver for a dish, which is not something that ordinary people can afford."

Zhang Bairen smiled: "The name of the inn is so strange."

"Whenever a passenger passes here, it happens to be dark. If he doesn't want to sleep in the wild, he can only rest in this inn," the old man said with a smile.

Soon the boss's wife was holding a wine jar. The wine jar as big as a baby's head was wrapped in a big red silk cloth and placed in front of Zhang Bairen: "It's a good wine, but it's rare to see wine that has been eaten for a hundred years."

Zhang Bairen bounced open the plug, and the wine smelled everywhere in an instant, causing everyone in the lobby to search everywhere. They looked at the wine jar in Zhang Bairen's hand, and someone said, "Young master, are you selling this wine?"

Zhang Bairen shook his head, poured out the wine from the old man opposite, and slowly pondered a glass, but saw that the wine was sticky, as if it was honey.

"Little brother, please eat peanuts." The little girl handed over the peanuts in her hand.

Zhang Bairen took the peanuts and smiled: "Thank you, little sister."

"I've taken a sip: "It's such a good wine, I'm afraid it's ten taels of silver if I go down."

Looking at the old man's relaxed brows, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have disappeared a little. Zhang Bairen picked up the peanuts on the plate and pushed them away, stuffed them into his mouth: "The old man finished his meal, if he is fine, leave quickly. I'm afraid he will die here later."

"Young Master's words are strange. I'm so old. Who will kill me? If you don't have money, why do you want to kill me? But the young master's eyebrows are black and it seems that there are troublesome things." The old man looked at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen was stunned. He was kindly persuaded the grandfather and grandson to leave, but the old man seemed to have some tricks.

"Since the young master walked into this room, everyone in the inn has been covered with death breath, and there is Wuchang peeping in the secret." The old man took the wine and took a sip.

"If you shouldn't die, you will never die! If you should die, you will die, and no one can save him." Zhang Bairen was eating fennel beans. At this time, the five dishes were all in full color, fragrance and flavor, but Zhang Bairen and the old man did not move their mouths, but they just ate fennel beans and peanuts.

Seeing the sky getting darker, Zhang Bairen stood up and said with a little drunkenness: "What a pity, it's too late for you to leave now."

"With the young man here, I should be able to live a few more years with this old bone," the old man said with a smile.

Zhang Bairen was drunk and was taken to the shopkeeper's house by the waiter. Looking at the pink big bed, he rushed up without hesitation.

Flashes of strange and low tones sounded, and Zhang Bairen heard the roar and anger of wild beasts in the mountains.

With a sleepy look, the door of the house creaked open, and then Nuan Yu and Wenxiang pounced on him.

Zhang Bairen pushed his palm and just held the female shopkeeper's chest, and he couldn't catch it.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Bairen opened his eyes.

The shopkeeper's face was like a peach blossom at this time, his voice was weak and he was so weak that he fell down and instantly smashed towards Zhang Bairen.

"You go to sleep in the woodshed, your room is mine tonight." Zhang Bairen took back his palm without changing his face, as if he was not the one who had grabbed someone's private place before.

"You asked me to sleep in the woods?" The shopkeeper was stunned and stared at Zhang Bairen with wide eyes.

"What else? I'm not used to sleeping with people"

Seeing Zhang Bairen's "smart heart" look, the shopkeeper's face froze, and he secretly hated in his heart, "It's really a little kid, I don't know how a woman feels." While cursing, he could only turn around and walk out of the guest room.

In the second half of the night, Zhang Bairen slowly stood up, the low flute sound in his ear became clearer and more zirconic. He breathed, roared, and growled throughout the inn.

"Oh no, the beast actually surrounded the inn, and the horses in the backyard were eaten." Someone shouted, and the entire inn was brightly lit and loud, boiling.

Zhang Bairen dressed slowly and opened the window and looked outside with the help of the moonlight. He saw black shadows galloping on the ground, and the horses were neighing in a constant sound.

"Tiger, leopard, jackal, and snake, all poisonous creatures in the mountains are gathered. What a big deal." Zhang Bairen slowly closed the window, put on his sword bag on his back and walked out of the house. He saw that everyone outside was holding steel knives in his hands, guarding the door, confronting the tiger, leopard, jackal outside.

Suddenly the sound of the flute became rapid, and there were only bursts of roars, and then the tiger and jackal hit the doors and windows of the house.

"Don't be afraid, there are hundreds of people here, as long as we work together, just wolf, insect, tiger and leopard, what's hard to deal with?" The shopkeeper opened the window on the second floor, and threw it out in an instant with a torch in his hand. He didn't know that the unlucky tiger was entangled by the torch, and the flames exploded instantly, turning the tiger into a ball of flame.

Fire is the origin of human civilization and a powerful tool for subduing demons and eliminating demons.

"Just just a wild beast, what's so scary?" the boss lady said disdainfully.

As the words fell, there was a sound of howling sound, and a group of birds rushed towards the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's face was pale and he closed the window in an instant, but when he saw that the birds seemed to be desperate, the window paper broke open instantly and hit the shopkeeper's body.

Seeing the shopkeeper panic and his appearance faded, Zhang Bairen shook his head, the sword intent enveloped him, and the souls of the birds were dispersed by the sword intent, and they fell on the ground like dumplings.

Zhang Bairen stepped forward, grabbed a goshawk, looked at the frightened shopkeeper, and said slowly: "Why are you stupid? Go and make a fire quickly. You can barbecue today. This is all delicious food."

"Oh oh oh" Listening to Zhang Bairen's words, the shopkeeper turned around and left without thinking to prepare for the flames.

"So much noise, is it because something in the inn caused the beasts to attack? Is there a treasure in the inn?" A man said in a low voice.

As soon as this said, everyone's eyes moved. Zhang Bairen slowly shook the eagle: "Khitans, good methods."
Chapter completed!