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Coffins, materials, shops.

Ning Qingqiu even subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to rub his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong?

Or did Mei Changwei accidentally lead the wrong way?

Is this an inn?

Babies don't believe it......

Even that plaque is a little peeling off the paint.

It does look very old, and it fits the style of this shop.

But—

Can this live people? This TMD can only live dead people, right?!

Ning Qingqiu hadn't exploded in foul language for many years, but in the face of such tons of injuries, she still couldn't hold back the emotions that rushed through her heart.

Mei Changwei had already stepped into the door, and shouted several times with his hands inside: "Boss, boss, where are you dead, come out and pick up customers!"

Ning Qingqiu and Mingyuan were silent, and Han Yue almost couldn't help but snort.

What is this?

What kind of store is this?

Ning Qingqiu felt inexplicably ashamed, and even wanted to cover his face.

Forget it, I originally wanted to ask Mei Changwei if she made a mistake, but now that she is already going to call out to the boss enthusiastically, she knows that she did not bring them to the wrong place.

It's just—

Ning Qingqiu took a deep look at Mei Changwei behind her back, could it be that this woman is not a living person at all?

This town is a dead town?

So the coffin shop is an inn, because it only receives the dead?

So what about the still alive travelers? Could it be that they are going to kill them?

Is this a poor dagger?

The Heart Refining Sword on Ning Qingqiu's back buzzed, and even bounced away a few drops of rain, this was because under her mood shock just now, the aura shield was slightly offset, so it would penetrate her body.

But before she could land on her body, she was bounced away by the sword qi of the sharp Heart Refining Sword, which was very strange.

It can be called a faithful protector of the Lord.

She has recently practiced the art of drawing swords, although this exercise is in the rotten streets of Yunhuang Kyushu, but the legend about it has never stopped.

Restrained sword drawing skills are practiced to the extreme, and the moment the sword is drawn, it is possible to push mountains and seas, pick stars and moons, and destroy rivers and mountains, that is not a joke.

It really has the power to destroy the world, and it is one of the most terrifying ways to present the combat power of sword cultivation.

She simply felt that she was a little embarrassed to speak, and it took a long time before she could speak normally: "That ...... Mei Changwei, I think we will ...... or else."

It's okay to live in a different place.

This coffin shop is still free.

The boss - don't have to pick up customers anymore, really.

Mei Chang turned his head slightly to look at them, and stomped his feet: "Oh, why are you still standing outside? I didn't see the rain? Although the aura shield doesn't need much spiritual power, it's not such a waste, hurry in." Come on. ”

She was still waving, and her anxiety didn't look like a fake.

As for the little donkey Qingqing, he has already swaggered away by himself.

Mei Changwei's explanation is that Qingqing here is already used to coming, and at this time he went around to the grass shed stable in the backyard to rest, where he can block the wind and rain, and there are soft grass nests to live in, as well as delicious grass and clean water, Qingqing is the most favored.

Eight out of ten days are not at home, even if there is milk, it is a mother.

Mei Changwei was very resentful of this.

Ning Qingqiu was embarrassed for a moment, if she was Qingqing, she wouldn't like to stay at home where she didn't even have grass to eat.

They ended up in this coffin shop.

Only then did I realize that it was not as gloomy as I imagined.

Mei Changwei beckoned a few of them to sit down.

Ning Qingqiu looked around, there were several kerosene lamps on the wall, whether it was kerosene or what kind of oil to be honest, she really didn't know, but looking at the scope and brightness it illuminated, it was almost the same as the kerosene lamp.

It's really-

As a place where monks live, even if you don't make it luxurious, you can't really live a mortal life, right?

Fortunately, the chairs and tables are still stable, and they look very clean, although they are not precious trees, but they are not missing arms and legs, just sit steadily.

Mei Changwei broke a pot of tea, filled the cups in front of several people, and poured out steaming tea.

Ning Qingqiu's face looked a little better.

At least there's something hot, and it doesn't really look like it's a dead man's town.

That's terrible.

"That, Miss Mei, your hair ......"

Han Yue couldn't help but remind him.

It was good that it was dark outside before, although the monk had good eyesight, and he wouldn't stare at other women, but it's all in the house, bright and dignified, this clothes are wet, and it looks like it fits the body incomparably, and the curves are exposed.

And—

Can you smooth your hair?

"Huh!"

She exclaimed, saw her appearance in the water mirror, and then ran to the hut next to her to clean herself up.

After being reminded, Mei Changwei dried her hair and clothes in hindsight, tied her hair with a hairband made of a red bead chain, and tied her hair casually, revealing her delicate facial features, which looked very beautiful.

A little embarrassed to walk out, knowing that he was extremely rude.

Anything else is okay, mainly because there were two men on the side just now, and she was so crazy that she shook around several times like a chicken in the soup? How could Mei Changwei, who has always claimed to be a beauty, bear it.

Ning Qingqiu had no choice but to support his forehead.

This woman is really a little rough and slow.

I don't know how to cultivate to the Jindan stage.

Could it be that fools are blessed with fools?

Or is it –

Ning Qingqiu tapped the table slightly, thoughtfully, you must not look at the surface of things, maybe this Mei Changwei is deliberately paralyzing them, and when they take it lightly and don't guard against her, they will give a fatal blow.

In the Cloud Desolate World, in the middle of the monk's deception, such a thing is not an uncommon case.

But there are always people who are confused.

Some people, until the moment of betrayal, you really don't know that there are such people with superb acting skills.

They wore heavy masks, and even deceived themselves.

It's just that it's still uncertain, and Ning Qingqiu won't make a rash judgment. It's just that the tea that was brought up was put aside, and she didn't drink it.

Although it is said that there is a glass fire that can be inviolable, but be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, the world is so big, and all kinds of weird exercises and methods are strange, so it is better for her to be careful.

Otherwise, it's too late to regret it.

Mei Changwei didn't pay attention, I don't know if it's a big heart or a trick.

She said: "I took Qingqing out to collect medicine today, but I didn't expect it to be a storm, so I was a little embarrassed...... but I met you, which is a lucky thing." ”

Ning Qingqiu smiled slightly, but asked with some doubts: "What you said is too unusual, it should be us who say thank you, if you didn't lead the way, we wouldn't be able to find this ......, inn." It's just—"

"Why is this inn called a coffin shop?"