"Who's pretending to be a ghost on it?"

Fang Yue let out a loud shout, pressing the handle of the knife with his right hand.

Upstairs is still "uh-huh", with the meaning of bliss and joy, as if in this world, in this world, in this world, only this moment of joy is eternal.

At this time, in the corridor on the second floor, a petite figure walked out of the darkness and walked towards the Chenzi room.

Fang Yue was taken aback, the little girl he saved didn't know how to run upstairs, and she looked a little wrong.

"Stop."

Fang Yue shouted to the little girl upstairs, but she didn't realize it and still walked forward.

"It's evil." The shopkeeper said in horror.

Fang Yue hesitated slightly, and ran towards the staircase in a few steps, wanting to go up and grab the little girl.

However, after running up a few stairs, I only heard a "babbling" from above, and the little girl had already pushed open the door of the Chenzi room.

The inn, which had been sunk in darkness, suddenly lit up.

This light came without warning and without any source.

It's just that suddenly, the whole inn is as bright as day, there is a melodious sound of silk and bamboo, and the fragrance of precious agarwood is curling.

Fang Yue even felt that the temperature around him had risen, it was warm, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, so comfortable that people didn't want to move.

However, Fang Yue didn't feel any enjoyment, but a chill arose in his heart.

Because there were already a few people sitting in the lobby of the inn at the moment.

Lord Xu Xiang and a few demon cultists were sitting upright on the chairs, looking eagerly at the second floor, as if a peerless bewitching woman was about to come out on the second floor.

If you ignore the hideous, terrifying, bleeding fatal wounds on their bodies, the scene in front of them is like the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, and the benefactors are looking forward to the appearance of the Oiran.

But Xu Xiang's people were killed by Fang Yue himself, and they were already dead.

So the scene at this moment is extremely weird, and the shopkeeper has already been so frightened that his hands and feet are weak, and he is trembling and speechless.

Fang Yue glanced at the second floor, the little girl had already walked into the Chenzi room, and it would be useless for him to go up again.

Fang Yue held the knife in his hand, retreated down the staircase, and slowly walked out.

When he passed by the shopkeeper, he said in a low voice, "Go." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly followed behind Fang Yue, trembling, and he didn't dare to come out.

The two of them slowly retreated out, and when they passed by Xu Xiang Lord and the others, Fang Yue pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and raised the twelve points carefully, but Xu Xiang Lord and the other demon cultists did not react to Fang Yue and the others, they just looked up at the second floor, with an anxious look of anticipation on their faces.

No matter how they looked or moved, they were no different from living people, and there was no indication that they were corpses lying on the ground before.

Out of fear of the strange events in front of him, Fang Yue didn't take the initiative to alarm them.

Until Fang Yue completely withdrew from the inn and stood outside the inn gate, nothing happened.

Looking at the brightly lit inn, Fang Yue fell into deep thought.

The things in front of him are too weird, and they can only be attributed to extraordinary powers, and they are not something that he can mix with now.

Fang Yue touched the book in his arms, which was the internal strength method found from Xu Xiang's main corpse, called "Qingyu Gong".

"Not enough, my current strength is far from enough. If I want to survive in this demon-infested, nightmarish world, I need to be stronger. ”

Fang Yue's face was calm, but his heart was like a stormy wave.

"See the Holy Messenger."

Suddenly there was a shouting from the inn.

"How did the name of the inn change?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the plaque on the door of the inn, looking horrified.

Fang Yue looked up and saw that the plaque was full of four big words "Bliss Inn" at the moment.

He remembered that the name of these inns should be "Tongfu Inn", but now, in a moment, the name has changed.

Moreover, there are two rows of red lanterns at the entrance of the inn, which are red and quite festive.

In the inn, there are many people, both the shouts of men and the laughter of women, which is very lively.

The two people standing outside the gate were not infected with this festive and lively atmosphere at all, but only felt cold all over their bodies.

"Let's go, we can't stay here any longer."

Fang Yue held a kerosene lamp in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, glanced at the brightly lit inn, and walked into the dark street without looking back.

……

Taoism says: "Refining and refining gas." ”

If you want to refine your internal qi, you must first start with "refining".

Jing refers to the subtle matter in the tangible state.

Qi refers to the subtle matter in the formless state.

Where to start with the transformation between the two?

Fang Yue sat in the courtyard, frowning and thinking, the book spread out on his lap was "Qingyu Gong".

On the stone steps in front of the courtyard, the leaves of the half-withered yellow plane trees fall on them, and the autumn wind sweeps and rustles.

This is the house he rented, from the corpses of Lord Xu Xiang and several demon cultists, he scavenged some silver taels and silver tickets, Fang Yue had money, and he didn't have to worry about his livelihood for the time being, so he rented this small house with two entrances.

In the past two days, in addition to practicing boxing, he has been studying this "Qingyu Gong".

However, Fang Yue has no foundation in internal skills, and no one teaches him, so it is quite difficult to study by himself, and many places are half-understood.

"The internal strength method is different from others, once you practice it wrong, the consequences are very serious."

Fang Yue remembered the martial arts novels he read in his previous life, those martial arts masters who came and went, and there were problems in their practice, the light ones were crippled, the heavy ones went mad, or even lost their lives directly.

"So it's best to find a martial artist to teach and systematically learn some basic internal skills. It's just that where are the martial artists in this world? How do I find it? ”

Fang Yue felt a little headache, he used to only read sage books, how could he have paid attention to any martial artist, and he didn't even know if there were rivers and lakes in this world like in martial arts novels, and he wanted to find a martial artist who knew how to do internal skills, and he was at a loss for a while.

And even if he finds a way, whether the other party is willing to teach him internal skills is also a question.

"Go to the martial arts hall in the city and ask, since you dare to open the hall to accept apprentices, you should always have some ability. Even if you don't know how to do it yourself, you may have a way. ”

Fang Yue put away the "Qingyu Gong" book, stood up, and decided to go out.

In front of the bronze mirror.

Fang Yue was wearing a royal blue robe, with a long body and flying sideburns, handsome and extraordinary.

After having silver taels on his body, there was no shortage of food supply, and in just a few days, after he passed on his skills through the merit system, the physical consumption caused by him gradually made up.

The original emaciated face is regained in plumpness.

It's just that the complexion on the face is still a little pale, and it can't be eliminated.

"This is the mark left by the female ghost in red, I don't know when it will attack, it's a big trouble."

Fang Yue frowned, keeping this hidden worry made him very uncomfortable.

Although there was no physical discomfort, the psychological pressure was very high.

It's just that when it comes to demons, he can't solve it.

"I heard that the imperial court will send someone to deal with the affairs of the demons and ghosts in Ping'an County, and when the time comes, I can ask for help from the person who came and erase the marks left by the female ghost in red on my face. Of course, it is best for someone from the court to eliminate the female ghost in red, and then it will be a hundred. ”

Fang Yue thought in his heart, but he couldn't completely pin his hopes on others, if he wanted to survive in this world, his own strength was essential.