Chapter 4: The Living Inn

After dawn, Xia Qing and Zhao Da Butler dressed up in disguise and continued to go to Wuzhou.

There were no accidents for three days, and it seemed that the pursuers had been led away by the family. Steward Zhao still didn't dare to be careless, and went to the sparsely populated place, avoiding the eyes and ears of the Hundred Ghost Gate and the major families along the way.

That night, after walking more than fifty miles of mountain roads in one go, Xia Qing really couldn't hold on, and felt that his injuries had worsened again.

Butler Zhao looked up and vaguely saw a light in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold Xia Qing and galloped away, and it didn't take long to see an inn. It's already midnight, and the inn is still full of people, and it seems that many passing guests have just moved in.

"When you go out, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't say what you shouldn't say, young master, remember. ”

Butler Zhao whispered and walked into the inn.

Sure enough, there were a lot of people in the inn, who were eating and drinking, and the shopkeeper was walking around, constantly adding tea to the guests. There were quite a few people, but there was no sound at all.

The lights were dim, and there was a small oil lamp lit on the counter, silent, indescribably weird.

"Hehe, I really can't get rid of it, the ghost is still gone!"

Butler Zhao sneered, and led Xia Qing under a table by the window to see what tricks these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods were playing.

The shopkeeper quickly walked over and served tea and food to the two.

Xia Qing was tired and thirsty, but he didn't dare to touch the food on the table. Secretly looking closely, I found an even more strange place, everyone's body was stiff, repeating the same action over and over again. Some people keep drinking, and they don't feel anything when they run out of wine, and continue to repeat the action of raising a glass and drinking.

Xia Qing's forehead began to sweat again, he had been practicing martial arts for many years, and he had never seen such a strange situation. Warriors and monks are really two completely different worlds.

"They're all dead. ”

"The inn is full of the living dead. ”

The voice of Grand Butler Zhao sounded in Xia Qing's mind, and before the words fell, the walls, floor, and ceiling exploded at the same time and rushed out a group of killers, and more than a dozen long swords stabbed at the vital point of Grand Butler Zhao, one of the green-robed people was particularly fierce, and the long sword in his hand brought a piercing sonic boom. A soul banner suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the White Venerable of the Hundred Ghost Sect also suddenly appeared, and the ghostly aura was at least a great master in the late stage of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

No one paid attention to Xia Qing, and all the demons besieged Zhao's housekeeper with all their might. Kill Zhao Da Butler, Xia Qing will die, and he will definitely not live to dawn! Half-step congenital, in the eyes of many demons, it is not worth mentioning at all.

"Look for death!"

The right hand of the Great Butler Zhao suddenly flowed with red light, breaking all the long swords that were whistling, and shaking the broken sword out with a wave of his sleeve, hitting the eyebrows and throats of many killers;

"Do you still want to run?

Steward Zhao was about to set off to chase, when his body suddenly shook, and when he looked down, he saw that a scar was cut on his palm by a sharp sword, the wound was rotten and green, and five strange smiling faces appeared in the blood water, and a piercing and ugly rattling sound sounded faintly in his ears, as if some demon had penetrated into his body.

"The five poisons are all complete, and the five poisons and demons of the Five Poisons Sect are scattered?"

Grand Steward Zhao's face changed, this was an evil sect near the Yan Kingdom.

The attacking killers all fell, only the green-robed man was injured and retreated, and the injury was not light with a broken sword stuck in his chest, but the person laughed, and his cultivation was on par with the White Venerable, "Yes, there is vision, it is the demon god of our Five God Sect, and after being hit, you can want to live and die, it's cheaper for you, hahaha!"

"Gu Zuo, don't be careless, the old guy is very powerful, let's kill him together!"

Venerable Bai walked up and stared at the spirit banner that had fallen at the feet of Grand Steward Zhao, shocked and angry. It took him hundreds of years to refine this Soul Flag, and it took him an unknown amount of Heaven and Earth Treasures to make, but it was taken away by Steward Zhao and erased the brand he left on the Soul Flag, which almost wiped out half of his life at once.

The figure is longing, and a black oppressive figure emerges in the darkness, there are demons of the Hundred Ghost Sect, and there are also demons of the Five Poisons Sect. Along the way, Steward Zhao was careful enough, but he still accidentally stepped into the trap.

Gu Chu, the left envoy of the Five Poisons Sect, also forced up, "Venerable, don't worry, if you fall into our Demon God San, no matter how powerful this old guy is, he can only accept his fate today! This kid from the Xia Wangfu is dead today, kill him, you can summon the master to destroy the Xia Wangfu, hahaha......"

Xia Qing stood behind Grand Butler Zhao, seeing that the demons of the two major sects were getting closer and closer, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

As soon as they entered the door, the two noticed something unusual, but no one expected that the inn would be so dangerous.

The oil lamp shook, and Gu Chu and Venerable Bai moved, bringing a cold yin wind.

Butler Zhao suddenly opened his mouth and blew out the oil lamp on the counter in one breath, and the inn was completely dark. Xia Qing couldn't see anything, only heard the dense clanging sound and screams in his ears, and then the inn fell silent. There was a heavy, rapid gasp in the darkness, someone was seriously injured, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood.

"Good...... , what a fast sword!"

Venerable Bai's voice was terrified, the blood from the sword in his chest was not stopping, and in the dark, Grand Steward Zhao was like a big mountain in front of Xia Qing, "You are by no means a nameless junior, you ...... Who the hell are you?"

Gu Chu was also seriously injured, his eyes were full of horror, "Yes, the master of the Burial Sword Sect is not so powerful, who are you?"

No one answered, and Butler Zhao stood motionless, as if he didn't bother to answer at all. Xia Qing, who was standing behind him, noticed that something was wrong, and found that Steward Zhao's body was trembling, obviously poisoned too deeply to hold on.

"The old guy was poisoned and seriously injured, and he can't move, a few of you, kill this old and young deity!"

Gu Chu ordered sharply, and under his forced gaze, several Five Poison Sect disciples slowly moved forward.

No one could see anyone in the dark inn, only a rough outline. Butler Zhao was still motionless, as if he really couldn't move, and his palms were dripping blood. Beads of blood fell to the ground, corroding holes into the floor.

"Kill!"

A disciple of the Five Poisons Sect turned his heart sideways, gritted his teeth and took the lead in rushing up, swinging his sword and stabbing at the chest of Grand Steward Zhao. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he suddenly had a sharp pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down, a half-grown teenager suddenly came out of the darkness, holding a dagger in his hand and piercing his abdomen.

Xia Qing's face was pale, but he stood up bravely at the critical moment, and his surprise was fatal, startling the remaining few Five Poison Sect disciples.

Gu Chu was furious, "That's just a martial artist who can't cultivate, what are you afraid of?

A tall and thin Five Poisons Sect disciple gritted his teeth and pounced, Xia Qing struck again, and in turn blocked in front of Grand Butler Zhao. But this time it was not so lucky, the dagger couldn't touch the other party at all, and in turn the other party slashed a sword on the wrist. In the dark, the sword light lit up, and the opponent took advantage of the victory to pursue the sword move like a rainbow, and wanted a sword to penetrate Xia Qing's chest.

"Squat down and stab him three inches below the umbilicus!" said Zhao Da Butler suddenly.

Xia Qing didn't have time to think about it, he subconsciously squatted down, the sharp long sword brushed his scalp, and he stabbed forward with all his strength with the dagger.

The terrible screams echoed in the night sky, and the old Five Poisons Sect disciple didn't have time to dodge, and fell to the ground screaming, "Ah...... , this kid's dagger is highly poisonous, and the left envoy will save me......"

The tall man tried to pull out the dagger but lost his strength, and after a few struggles, he lost his breath.

Fight poison with poison! Xia Qing secretly smeared the seven wounds left by her aunt on the dagger, and when she saw the blood sealing her throat, she would die!

"The old guy can't move, kill this kid!" Gu Chu roared.

Another Five Poisons Sect disciple rushed up, Xia Qing groped around, and just touched the spirit banner at the feet of Grand Butler Zhao.

"It's just a little demon in the heart fire realm, reversing the heart method and backhand out of the sword, the first form of the nine swords of heaven and earth, and the third rib of the left chest is half an inch down. Butler Zhao pointed out again.

Xia Qing was a little dazed, he had never heard of the Nine Swords of Heaven and Earth, the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect were closer, seeing that the opponent's long sword was about to stab up, it was too late to dodge, so he had to close his eyes and die together, and stabbed forward fiercely.

The sharp long sword suddenly stopped, only half an inch away from Xia Qing's eyebrows, but the flagpole of the Soul Banner pierced through the left chest of the Five Poisons Sect disciple from the bottom to the top.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and the flagpole of the Soul Banner is much longer than the long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect. This guy is also strong enough, his left chest has been pierced and he is not even dead, wailing and struggling, a phantom is slowly pulled out of his body, and there is a hideous face on the spirit flag. The remaining Five Poisons Sect disciples screamed in shock, no matter how Gu Chu roared, they scattered and fled for their lives. The White Venerable's Soul Banner was too vicious, and they would rather die under the Demon God than become a living soul on the Soul Banner.

"Heaven and Earth Nine Swords!, it turns out that he is the master of the Heaven and Earth Alliance!" Gu Chu exclaimed, turned around and left.

Venerable Bai unwillingly glanced at the spirit banner in Xia Qing's hand, and also staggered and fled for his life.

Steward Zhao didn't say a word, and still stood still, until a trace of fish belly white appeared in the sky, and the masters of the two evil sects were far away, and then his body collapsed.

Xia Qing hurriedly stepped forward and found that Butler Zhao was unconscious with a layer of green light, and the poison had penetrated into his internal organs.

"Steward Zhao, hold on! I'll take you to Wuzhou to find your aunt, and your aunt must have a way to ......."

Xia Qing's eyes were red, and he dragged Butler Zhao to a carriage outside the inn and drove away. Behind him, a ray of sunlight shone into the inn, and the shopkeeper and the others turned into dry bones, and they were already dead.