Yang Xuan grew up listening to all kinds of strange stories from the countryside, and the elderly at home often taught him not to go out at night.
Yang Xuan has also personally seen people killed by ghosts, seen an expert in suppressing demons performing rituals, and seen servants pouring black dog blood to ward off evil spirits.
However, he has really never experienced such a thing personally. Just kidding, how many people who have experienced it personally can survive?
Bang~
Yang Xuan found that several men who had just been enjoying eating meat suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, limbs twitching, and animal screams coming from their mouths.
Under Yang Xuan's horrified eyes, they slowly turned into donkeys. These donkeys struggled desperately but could not get up.
I could only stare at the roof in despair, tears falling down in large numbers, moistening the ground.
Before Yang Xuan could react, suddenly, a pair of big hands pinched him.
"After you enter this inn, whether you can survive or not depends on your luck. You can now communicate with me using your thoughts."
"But when I tell you to shut up, you must shut up quickly."
Yang Xuan resisted his fear and the urge to escape, and tried to convey his thoughts with thoughts.
"Sir, what do you call me?"
Li Jun's face darkened.
Yang Xuan immediately realized that this title was not acceptable. He is so young, and you call him uncle? Is that insulting?
It's not okay to call him Young Master. He's dressed in rags and doesn't look like a rich man. What if he thinks he's insulting him?
I thought about it for a long time.
Yang Xuan still followed the custom and called him weakly: "Brother, what do you call me?"
"Li Jun."
"Well, I'm very grateful to brother Li Jun for saving my life, and to Yang Xuan, I will be yours from now on."
Li Jun stared at Yang Xuan coldly, and Yang Xuan felt cold all over his body. The look in his eyes seemed more terrifying than a ghost.
"Stop talking nonsense. Let me say it again. Whether you can get out alive depends on your luck. The horror here is beyond your imagination."
Yang Xuan hurriedly stopped trying to establish a relationship.
With a snap, Yang Xuan felt his body tremble. Li Jun had already slapped him on Gou Da's body and said, "Hold tight and don't move."
Yang Xuan hurriedly waved his little paper hands and hugged his dog-sized ears tightly.
Then, Li Jun stood up, and very calmly dragged Yang Xuan's body out under the desperate eyes of several live donkeys.
Walking into the dark haze.
Although he had turned into a paper man, Yang Xuan could still feel the bone-chilling cold. He didn't dare to move or speak. He just hugged the khaki dog's ears tightly, his little paper man's body shivering.
"You bastard Li Jun, why did you save this mortal? He is not a beauty, so saving a hairy one is of no use!" Gou Dahu's message came through.
"It's just convenient."
Li Jun said calmly.
Yang Xuan could also hear Gou Da's voice transmission. At this time, he was extremely lucky. A kind thought saved his life!
There was silence for a moment.
Gouda continued to transmit messages.
"Then you must hold your breath, hold your breath, close the pores all over your body, and pretend to be a ghost."
"Also, could you be gentler when you drag this cumbersome body around? Ghosts can hear it."
"Who said I have to drag him along?"
Yang Xuan felt his heart skip a beat when he saw Li Jun pull out an ancient weapon from nowhere and dig into the earth quickly.
After a while, there was a big hole in my stubbornness.
He watched helplessly as Li Jun buried him, covered it with soil, and smoothed it, leaving only a tombstone missing.
What does it feel like to be buried alive?
Oh no, what does it feel like to be buried alive?
Yang Xuan felt that his head was in a mess. He had no words to describe his mood at the moment. He just felt so melancholy!
"This is the monster's field. She can't notice me right now in the field, but if I break out of the field, she will definitely be able to sense it."
"So, let's bury you first, and then dig you out after I solve the problem here, but..."
Li Jun changed the subject.
"Whether you can go back at that time depends on your luck."
Yang Xuan's soul left his body and possessed the paper man, which is equivalent to his body being in a state of suspended animation.
When a person is in suspended animation, his body consumes very little energy, but Li Jun doesn't know how long his body can last.
Li Jun only knows that there is a folk custom of burying corpses for three days. I guess some mortals should be able to persist for three days, right?
After burying Yang Xuan.
Li Jun hid in the darkness and observed the inn. At this time, the inn looked hazy and unreal, as if it was in a state of being unreal.
It exists, but does not exist in this world.
Through the wall, you can even see the scene in the backyard. The sun is still shining brightly. Several guys are killing donkeys, skinning them, chopping the meat, and removing the bones to make soup.
Boss Yao changed into a moon-white gown, which was translucent, with a red coat vaguely visible. Her bun was also untied, and was only loosely tied with a blue cloth strip.
Boss Yao is leaning on the meat pile, his posture is soft and his expression is charming.
"The donkeys picked up today are not bad, but they are really young. You can choose some good meat buns. I will personally deliver them to Mr. He later."
"The other slightly inferior meat was minced, dried in the shade, and stored as rations."
After a pause, Boss Yao suddenly touched the frame again and frowned slightly.
"I, the Yao family, have so many followers that I managed to kill a few good donkeys. You don't know how to be diligent and thrifty in running a household. Look, the flesh on the skeleton is so thick. Hurry and pick it carefully."
"It's just giving out porridge, just going through the motions. How can those lonely ghosts deserve to eat good meat?"
"Just give me some donkey bones and add some blood and meat." Boss Yao looked like a diligent and thrifty woman.
Li Jun was in the dark, but Boss Yao's voice in the inn carried far away, as if he was in the water.
Li Jun was silent and inserted the bronze halberd into his hair again. He walked quietly around the inn, looking for flaws, or loopholes.
Yao Jinniang's strength is unknown. If there is any hidden secret in this inn, Li Jun will have to find out before he can take action.
Time passes slowly.
Many things came one after another around Li Jun, including humanoid ghosts with missing arms and legs, and a vague black shadow.
There are also some animal-shaped things, as well as some ordinary walking corpses that emit odor.
"Brother, I borrowed it!"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Li Jun. He slowly turned around and faced a huge head.
The head is carried and walked by a headless body.
"Brother, if you're not hungry, can you step aside? I haven't smelled meat in months. I'm hungry!"
"Okay, please."
Li Jun squeezed out a few words through his teeth, smiled very politely, and walked into the inn.
"Boss Yao is really beautiful and kind-hearted. He takes pity on us lonely wandering ghosts who don't have food to eat. He has to give porridge once a month. I can't wait any longer."
"Fu's kindness is just to gain fame and reputation. Hehe, he is just using us to invite Mr. He to favor him."