Just when the interior of the inn was in a mess, Jin Feilang woke up.

When the chaotic consciousness gradually returned, he heard a noisy dispute, and the dark vision cast a few blurred rays of light, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw Huo Kole's declining face, and the worried expression on that face.

Worried about him?

Jin Feilang's thoughts were a little trance-like, as if no one cared about his life or death since he left the Western Regions......

No, it should be said, everyone is hoping that he will die soon.

"Brother Jin, are you alright? You're awake! Huo Kole saw him open his eyes, although he was still weak and pale, but he finally regained consciousness, and the big stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell.

Jin Feilang struggled to sit up, looked around, and found that he was in a strange room, the layout style of the room was extremely familiar to him, this should be the decoration style near Kasur City, but it was more rugged, belonging to the type of the middle of the Western Regions.

"Ahem...... What is this place? Slave Farm ...... How did we get out of the slave farms? Jin Feilang asked suspiciously.

As soon as he asked two questions, he lost his breath and coughed violently.

Huo Kole hurriedly picked up the clean tea from the table, heated it with warm water rarely, and then handed it to Jin Feilang's lips, asking him to moisten his mouth first.

"It was Senior Sister Gu who rescued us, oh yes, not only us, but also your brother Jin Chuan...... Brother Kim? ”

Jin Feilang grabbed Huo Kuole's wrist suddenly, his heart was like a stormy wave, and his always gloomy face showed an unprecedentedly stunned expression, like a pitiful big wolf dog.

He ...... Still alive? Jin Feilang muttered distractedly.

Seeing this, Huo Kuole was also a little surprised, and said with emotion: "It turns out that you are really brothers, I thought that kid was lying." But you don't look alike, I think your brother is as beautiful as Senior Sister Gu, and your mother must be beautiful too......"

At the mention of his mother, Jin Feilang came back to his senses, as if he had just withdrawn from his memory, and his out-of-focus eyes gradually regained their brilliance.

He interrupted Huo Kole's words and asked instead, "Where is Jin Chuan?" I'm going to find him. ”

As he spoke, he didn't care about the injuries on his body, so he struggled to get up and get out of bed, and couldn't wait to meet Jin Chuan.

"You wait, be careful that the wound is cracked again, and you don't get too excited, over-emotionally will also cause internal injuries to aggravate, I'll help you call Jin Chuan over."

Huo Kole was taken aback by Jin Feilang's excitement, he quickly pushed Jin Feilang back, and then planned to call Jin Chuan himself.

He saw that Jin Feilang cared about Jin Chuan so much, and their brother's relationship seemed to be pretty good.

But Jin Chuan was too suspicious, and Senior Sister Gu had just gone out to investigate Jin Chuan.

Huo Kole sighed helplessly, thinking in his heart, if he looks for the past now, will he just have a face-to-face with Senior Sister Gu?

However, just before Huo Kole could open the door, there was a heavy sound of footsteps outside, from far and near, gradually highlighting from the noise outside.

"Amitabha, Rakshasa Temple is doing business, please open the donor."

A thick voice came, with a faint sense of oppression and threat, ordering Huo Kole to open the door.

Huo Kole had a headache, and he didn't know what was going on outside, could it be that Senior Sister Gu caused it?

Suddenly, his shoulders were crushed, and the force was so hard that he gasped in pain.

Huo Kole turned his head, looked at Jin Feilang, who was half a head taller than himself, and asked with spiritual power, "What's wrong?" Any questions? ”

Jin Feilang silently stared at the figure reflected outside the door, his dark blue eyes in the dim candlelight that flickered and flickered, like the undulating tide under the darkness.

He didn't answer Huo Kole's question directly, but carefully probed the entire inn with his divine sense.

Strangely, he didn't find the breath of Jinchuan, but found a few more familiar people among the dozen or so monks in the Rakshasa Temple.

Even after a few years, and he was just an unnoticed slave in the Rakshasa Temple back then, Jin Feilang still adhered to a cautious attitude and didn't want to meet these monks of the Rakshasa Temple.

Jin Feilang groaned slightly, and in Huo Kole's widening eyes of surprise, he grabbed his face with five fingers.

"You ......" Huo Kole seemed to have suffered a great impact, his mouth was open, but he couldn't even speak.

He didn't know why Jin Feilang had to scratch his face.

I don't know how Jin Feilang couldn't hold back and didn't say a word, he didn't even have a look of pain, and he seemed extremely calm.

It turns out that there are really people in this world who are ruthless to their enemies and are equally ruthless to themselves.

Huo Kole's heart suddenly rose with an indescribable feeling.

"Don't stare at me with that expression anymore, I don't need your mercy." Jin Feilang said, his tone was extremely indifferent.

His face had been blurred with blood, and he had healed some of it with his spiritual power, and the blood scars had formed and covered his face, because it was too tragic for people to witness.

Jin Feilang lightened his breath and lay on the bed, pretending that he was still unconscious.

Huo Kole saw that Jin Feilang didn't want to meet with the people of the Rakshasa Temple, so he summed it up in his heart, and casually rubbed the clothes on his body a few times, and then opened the door.

Sure enough, there was a monk standing outside the door who had had a conflict during the day, and the monk's face was grim, staring at Huo Kuole with a scrutinizing face, and asked, "Why did you delay opening the door for so long?" What were you just doing in there? ”

"I'm resting." Huo Kole rubbed his eyes, and then yawned, "I'm used to taking off my clothes to sleep, and when you knock on the door at night, I have to put my clothes back on." ”

The monk apparently did not believe this statement: "Remember the poor monk, you are also a monk, so you don't need to sleep. ”

"I've been in a hurry, I'm mentally exhausted, and I want to take a good rest, can't I? If I can't sleep, do you care? Huo Kole's words gradually became unkind.

The monk was so disgraced, coupled with the unhappiness in the daytime, his expression became more and more gloomy like water, and a fierce intention surged in his heart, wanting to do something to this kid who didn't know what to do, so that he would know that the Rakshasa Temple was not easy to bully.

However, before he could make a move, the empty words came to him: "Don't argue and do it, invite someone over." ”

After a pause, Kongwen added, "Including the one lying on the bed." ”

There was no intention to conceal this, so that the monks present could hear it clearly, and at the same time, it was also to show the attitude of the Rakshasa Temple.

Some people who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement set their eyes on Gu Yunying again.

Because of the fight during the day, they all knew that Gu Yunying and that foolish boy were in the same group, but they didn't know that there was another companion.

So, they wanted to see how Gu Yunying reacted.

If you can, I hope to be the first to resist, so that they can take advantage of the situation to oppose the domineering of the Rakshasa Temple.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yunying didn't have any unhappiness, and even had an obvious smile on her face, as if the person who was forced to be carried out was not her companion, but her enemy.

"Since Master Kongwen has to ask my sleeping friend to be carried out, that means you have to ask him too, right?"

Gu Yunying walked in front of Kongwen, rubbed his hands, and pretended to be obscene: "But you have also seen my friend's situation, it is not too good, if you want to ask him, I have to trouble you to use some precious elixir to make my friend wake up immediately." ”

"Don't worry, my friend is not terminally ill and about to kick his legs, you can just give a dozen or twenty healing pills, oh yes, don't be too cheap, after all, my friend has a wealth disease, less than fifty spirit stones of the elixir, he will be allergic"

As he spoke, Gu Yunying had already spread out his palms and stretched out his hand in front of Kong Wen, and his nails almost poked into Kong Wen's eyes.

Kongwen took a step back and scolded the difficult mother-in-law in his heart.

Who will look at the price to choose a disease that is not allergic!

[Gain Vanity Hatred +1000.] 】

But in order to appease the dissatisfied monks in the inn, Kong Wen didn't want to make too much of a conflict in the matter, so he could only make a compromise, took out a few of his own good elixirs, and stuffed them into Gu Yunying's hands angrily.

"Take it! You woman was a debt collector in your last life! ”

Whether it is the action of rubbing your fingers to imply a benefit, or the action of directly reaching out for a benefit, it is both skillful and justifiable, and it makes people angry.

Gu Yunying took the ready-made elixir, stuffed it into his storage bag, and then pretended to take out a bottle of ordinary quality healing medicine and threw it to Huo Kuole, who was staring at him.

This shameless operation made the people around him silent.

Kongwen could see it clearly, and his eyelids couldn't help twitching: "You woman, can you have a face?" ”

Gu Yunying smiled even more happily, patted his face, and said, "Does the holy monk think that I can get anything with this face?" If you can't get anything, why do you care so much about face? ”

The empty name next to him folded his hands and said, "The donor has a point. ”

Kong Wen glared at his junior brother who was turning his elbow outward, and said with hatred: "Your eyes must be blind!" ”

will protect this unattractive woman so much!

At this time, the people in the inn had been completely concentrated in the lobby, nearly thirty people, so that the lobby of this inn, which was not small, was crowded all of a sudden, standing and sitting, speculating with different expressions what the Rakshasa Temple wanted to do?

"Ladies and gentlemen, two monks of our Rakshasa Temple died unexpectedly, so the poor monk invited all the guests in the inn out, hoping that everyone can identify the murderer together."

Kong Wen took a step forward and said to everyone present.

He scanned the crowd a few times, and when he saw the expressions on the faces of some people who didn't care, or just wanted to watch the play, he grinned, showing neat snow-white teeth.

"If the murderer is not found before dawn, then the poor monk will let you stay in this inn for the rest of your life, and no one can escape!"