"Let's go, let's go to White Mist City, maybe the master is still there." Bai Jing looked around, and finally chose the direction of White Mist City, compared to other places, he felt that Hua Chen was the most likely to be in White Mist City.

The sun was setting, the sky was getting late, Bai Jing walked for a while, all he saw was an uninhabited road, he was a little hungry in his stomach, the pills on his body had been exhausted, and he had no time to refine the elixir in the Shanshui Pavilion before. If he can't find a place to eat, he's afraid he'll starve.

I was thinking about what to eat, and suddenly I saw a small inn not far away, and there was no one around the inn, only a small inn, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

"That inn doesn't look like a good inn." The upper key was lying in the trapped spirit lock, and he saw the inn from afar, he and Bai Jing had the same heart, and naturally knew that Bai Jing was hungry now, but he didn't feel that he should settle there.

"What are you afraid of, we're not good people." Bai Jing laughed, touched his stomach, and didn't care what was in the inn, as long as there was food, it was a good inn.

On the second floor of the inn, there is a plaque with the four big characters of Forget Worry Inn.

"Mountains on mountains, this mountain is not a mountain, water in the water, this water is not water. The two sentences written at the door are really interesting. Bai Jing stood at the door, looking at the couplets hanging on both sides, a little incomprehensible.

"Look at the mountain is not a mountain, look at the water is not water, look at the mountain is still a mountain, look at the water is still water, look at the mountain is a mountain and not a mountain, look at the water is water and not water, but this is the meaning." Out of the inn came a man dressed in white, dignified, magnificent, and a handsome gentleman.

Bai Jing had also seen a lot of young talents outside, but he had never seen such a dusty noble son, and when he saw this son, he thought of Hua Chen.

"I don't know my brother's surname?" Bai Jinggong said respectfully, with a bit of respect, and his words were polite.

"I have lived in this Forget Worries Inn for more than 20 years, and I have never seen such an unhurried and impatient person as Childe, who is obviously hungry and can still maintain his appearance, which is really rare. In the next person called the ethereal, a piece of dust in the world. The man in white said lightly.

"In the next white scene, passing through here, I saw that there were no people around, only this inn, so I came here to make a point, I don't know who the son is here? Do you know if there are any vacancies here? Bai Jing looked inside, but didn't see anyone.

"Bai Gongzi came just right, there is only one room left in the inn." The man in white walked in with Bai Jing.

After entering, Bai Jing felt that this Forget Worry Inn was particularly strange, obviously this person said that there was only one room left, but there were many rooms in this inn, if there was really only one inn left, then the other rooms should be all talents, at least a few people should come out to do the activity, but he didn't see anyone.

"I wonder if there is any food or drink here? I want to eat two catties of beef in sauce and a jar of wine. Bai Jing looked around and saw that there were no jars at the counter, which was not at all different from the usual inn.

"Sauce beef? There is no sauce beef here, but there are some salted fish, wine is there, all are old wine, this place is too remote, there are no people in a radius of hundreds of miles, it is really not well cared for. The man in white said politely.

Bai Jing also knew that there were no people here, and he knew this when he had been walking for so long and had not seen anyone.

"Salted fish is also available, can you borrow it from the kitchen here? I'm going to reprocess this salted fish. ”

"Naturally, Childe, please come with me." The man in white said politely and walked to the kitchen with Bai Jing.

There was a pile of salted fish in the kitchen, and a large number of jars, all of which had a word wine pasted on them.

Bai Jing found some water, boiled some salted fish, and fried it again after it was loose, and the fragrance suddenly floated out, and made a few dozen plates, Bai Jing drank wine and ate fish alone, but it was very chic.

"This place is strange, it's so strange, it's not like a place for people to stay, and the boy called the ethereal man doesn't look like a good person." The spoon was lying in the sleepy lock with his hands, and his opinion of the man in white was very big.

"I think the man in white has a good temperament, but he has a bit of a fairy spirit, you can't talk nonsense." Bai Jing had some respect for the man in white, and he definitely didn't want to hear anyone say something slanderous.

It's just that this spoon is straightforward and fast-hearted, and it doesn't have a long brain at all.

Ah Ling obediently lay on the table, looking at Bai Jing all the time, as if he could just look at him, and he didn't want to say anything at all.

It was already two hours after eating and drinking, it was getting late, Bai Jing touched his stomach, the contents of this stomach would probably not feel hungry until the day after tomorrow, and he would say goodbye to the man in white early tomorrow morning.

When he came to the room pointed out by the man in white, Bai Jing pushed open the door and found that there was a slight amount of dust in the room, as if no one had lived in it for a long time, but fortunately there was no such thing as a spider web.

"This place really doesn't look like it's inhabited, you go and see if the other rooms are like this, or if the ethereal man did it on purpose." When he saw this room, he stood up with his waist crossed, very angry.

"No, it's a blessing that we have a place to sleep, and people must have slept at such a late hour." Bai Jing said politely, he cared about that person, so he didn't say these words.

I cleaned up the room a little and patted the dust on the quilt, but it was still usable, except for some dust, nothing else was in the way.

Lying down to rest, Bai Jing entered the dream in a daze.

In the dark night, the wind outside was fierce, which disturbed Bai Jing, and when he found out that it was a strong wind, he fell asleep again.

After an hour, a white image floated to the door of Bai Jing's room, holding a white arrow in his hand, which happened to be aimed at Bai Jing's shoulder.

Bai Jing wanted to sleep, but Shang Ke and Ah Ling didn't need it, and after Shang Ke sensed that something was wrong, he immediately began to summon Bai Jing.

"Hurry up, no, that person doesn't know what to do, I said a long time ago that that person is not a good person, you just don't listen to what I say, now it's okay, you may be killed." The key shouted inside the trapped lock.

Probably because he was too full and too sleepy, Bai Jing didn't hear the words of the spoon.

The sharp arrow quickly pierced Bai Jing's shoulder. Hearing Bai Jing's muffled snort, he was completely unconscious.

"It's okay now, I've been killed, and I have to find the master again." The top key was very angry in the trapped lock.

"What's wrong with the master?" Ah Ling floated in the air and looked at Bai Jing, not knowing what was going on.

"Where do I know what's wrong? You say you're ...... Why do you want to be around this stupid man? And he has another spirit hidden in his heart, and he can't tolerate you at all, besides, the séance and the spirit are intolerable to heaven and earth, what benefits can you get by following him? Seeing that no one was talking to him, he made it easier for Ah Ling to speak.

didn't want Ah Ling to ignore him at all, but kept calling Bai Jing.

Outside the house, the man in white pushed the door in, saw the person on the bed asleep, and nodded.

He returned to the hall, took out a white cloth the size of a table, placed it on the table, sat cross-legged on the table, and began to recite something.

A faint white light emanated from the white cloth, surrounding the white-clothed man.

Seven hundred and forty-nine days passed in a blink of an eye, and on this day, Bai Jing opened his eyes, felt a faint pain in his shoulder, touched it, and found a scar the size of a fingernail on his shoulder. He looked into the room and knew it was inside the Forget Worries Inn.

"But after a night, the stock in my stomach is gone, and it seems that I still have to eat some fish." Bai Jing touched his empty stomach and was greatly surprised.

When he opened the door, he called the man in white several times, but no one answered, as long as one of them went to make some fish to eat.

It was already noon when he was full of food and drink, and the top spoon in the trapped spirit lock on his waist was staring at Bai Jing with dripping eyes, but he didn't say a word.

"Do you know where the man in white has gone?" Bai Jing asked so, but unfortunately he didn't know what was going on, and he refused to say half a word.

After eating and drinking, Bai Jing walked around the inn, and looked everywhere he could see outside, but he couldn't see the man in white.

"Where's Ah Ling?" After Bai Jing turned around, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something, sat down and thought about it, only to remember that the woman in red beside him on weekdays had never appeared.

The spoon closed his mouth and did not speak at all.

It is strange that the Lord, who used to be idle, would not say anything today.

There was really no one to be found, so Bai Jing knocked on one of the guest rooms, thinking about asking the people inside. There was a knock on the door, but there was no response inside.

"Haven't you woken up yet?" Bai Jingjin muttered, he had just gone out for a walk, and he didn't see any signs of anyone leaving, so these people should still be in the room.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

"May I ask ......" Bai Jinggang wanted to talk to the people inside, but he didn't see anything.

It turned out to be the wind, blowing the door open.

He pushed the door open and walked in, and when he got in, he looked into the bed and saw a skull on the pillow of "I didn't mean to ...... down."

When I walked over and looked, I was shocked that there was a pile of white bones lying on the bed, which looked very fresh, as if it had only turned into white bones not long ago, and it had turned into white bones in an instant.

"Could it be that the boy was killed?" Bai Jing speculated.

He pushed open the other doors, and found that there were piles of bones in each door, and in all the rooms in the inn, except for the kitchen, only his room was without bones.

If one of them was the child's room, then the child must have been killed.

Thinking that the boy in white was killed, he was inexplicably a little depressed, as if his master had been killed.