Chapter 173: A Nine-Tailed Fox Appears on the Golden Fallen Leaves All Over the Ground......

Out of the 100,000 mountains, Zhou Zhou Xian and the Beast God walked all the way through the sky with the shrunken gluttony, and soon returned to the inn where Zhou Zhou Xian stayed. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

A small shop called the Demon 'Elf' Inn, with six or seven guest rooms, covers an area of two white flats, and is placed in the Central Plains, which is the model of a country shop.

But in the barren land of southern Xinjiang, this demon 'elf' inn is the largest inn in ten miles and eight townships, and there is no one.

After a thrilling and almost lifeless trip to the 100,000 mountains, I didn't find out until Zhou Xian returned to the demon 'elf' inn.

His granddaughter eats well and sleeps well here.

Well, after lunch, little Lori slept beautifully, and when she woke up, her grandfather came back.

I didn't know that the grandparents and grandchildren were almost separated forever.

The beast god was nostalgic for the past, and walked around the land of southern Xinjiang for half a month.

In half a month, Zhou Zhou Xian didn't go anywhere, so he set up a platform in this demon 'elf' inn and told the story for half a month.

It took half a month for Zhou Zhou Xian to tell a story called "Demon 'Elf' Inn".

With first-person narration, Zhou Zhou Xian supplemented the art of phantom sound, allowing everyone to experience a 7D-like storytelling.

"My name is Tree, people call me Mr. Tree, I am a dryad who has lived for 30,000 years, and I opened an inn in southern Xinjiang.

Well, it's called 'An Inn', but people are used to calling my inn 'Goblin' 'Inn'.

Occasionally, a Vermilion Bird would come to drink with me, and the green dragon would lose his temper from time to time, and the turtle shell of Xuanwu was very hard, and every time he beat him, the white tiger would not help but 'rub' and 'rub' his red and swollen paws.

My days were quiet and quiet, until one day"

This is the beginning of the story of Zhou Xian.

In the story, there are green dragons, white tigers, vermilion birds, Xuanwu, and a nine-tailed fox that meets unexpectedly.

There are many high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, and people in the fairy and demon haunt the inn.

Every guest has a story.

Every guest can create a legend.

In this way, as the story of Zhou Zhou Xian progressed, he and his "Demon 'Elf' Inn" became famous in southern Xinjiang for a while.

is also famous, and naturally there is the goblin inn where he stayed.

It is no exaggeration to say that every day in this goblin inn, the houses are full, and the guests are full.

It's not just because Zhou Zhouxian's story is well told, but also because the stories of other people's mother's families are just stories, and all the cultivation exercises and supernatural martial arts that appear in his story can be practiced as long as they can be comprehended!

Every day, the shopkeeper of the fairy inn will smile every day, smile every day, and always be in a state of smiling from ear to ear.

Every night, the shopkeeper of the fairy inn would wake up laughing from his sleep and fall asleep with a deep smile.

Even, this Mr. Dryad, who came from the depths of the 100,000 mountains and transformed for thousands of years, but never learned how to do business, smiled and smiled, and seemed to have become smarter.

The Dryad Shopkeeper took advantage of the east wind of Zhou Zhou Immortal to directly give up the name he had previously obtained for himself and changed his name to a tree.

Whenever a guest comes, Mr. Dryad will take the name of the tree, and let others call him Mr. Tree.

It's as if he was the Mr. Tree who opened an inn in the story.

Even, if it weren't for the name of the goblin inn, he would be considering whether to change the name of his inn to 'an inn'.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is that when Mr. Tree, the shopkeeper, was still complacent about learning how to rub the heat.

Early the next morning, as soon as the 'door' was opened, the inn welcomed six guests.

A young 'woman' in a green skirt, the ancient spirit 'spirit' is weird, like the 'spirit' of the tree living in the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

A middle-aged man in black, with a majestic momentum, gives people a sense of oppression like he has been in charge of the life and death of tens of millions of people for a long time.

The three middle-aged men are either cold, calm, or decisive.

A 'female' who can't tell her age or look clearly, her whole face is covered by a black veil, looming and hazy.

Looking at this 'girl', inexplicably, Mr. Shu sounded in the story of Zhou Shenxian, the long Suzaku who came to the inn to drink, but covered his face with a black veil.

Really, this feeling came inexplicably, it was completely instinctive.

Moreover, in the story of Zhou Shenxian, it is said that the reason why Suzaku often comes to drink is because she falls in love with someone who can't get it.

And the 'girl' in front of him, although Mr. Shu doesn't know if the other party has ever loved someone who can't get it, but with his eyesight that has read countless people for thousands of years, he can see at a glance from the seeds of those deep eyes that there is a touch of sadness buried deep in the bottom of his eyes.

Facing these eyes, Mr. Tree felt his heart tremble violently, and he felt that there would be a story between them.

Well, luckily, he guessed right.

"Excuse me, do you still have a guest room?"

While Mr. Tree was looking at the group of six, the 'masked' woman with the black veil he thought would have a story between them walked up to the counter and asked in an emotionless voice.

"Huh? Yes! Some! ”

Mr. Tree swears that this is the second time he has made such a gaffe in a thousand years.

When was the last time?

Oh, remembered.

Last time, there were a few guests.

There was a 'girl' among them, and at first glance, he thought there would be a story between them.

That time, he guessed right.

That time, he was beaten so badly.

Well, the past is unbearable to look back on, and it should be discarded decisively.

After the inquiry of this 'girl' who should have a story with him, Mr. Shu, who was still thinking about the day when he would open his newly expanded guest room, made a direct decision.

It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today.

Then, check in, check in, and personally take the guests to their new rooms.

Seeing the guests enter the annex, when the guests were assigned a room, Mr. Shu said goodbye and left very sensibly.

Of course, after this series of kung fu, he successfully learned the name of the 'girl' who should have a story with him, Suzaku!

It's really Suzaku!

Harvested together, there were also five other people's names Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu, plus the 'female' son Suzaku, and the mythical beasts in the story were actually gathered.

As for the other two, the young 'girl' who was like a 'spirit' was named Baguio, and in the middle of the black clothes, there was a name that seemed strange to Mr. Tree.

His name turned out to be ten thousand people.

What does that mean? Although tens of millions of people have been there?

Mr. Tree secretly guessed in his heart and walked out of this annex.

At the same time, his heart is also beautiful.

Sure enough, his feelings never go wrong, and there really is a story between them.

At least now he said that their names are all hot in the story of Zhou Shenxian.

Yes!

These people should also be Zhou Shenxian, what is the name of that?

Oh yes, fans!

These people, like themselves, should be fans of Zhou Shenxian, right?

Thinking that they were still like-minded and fans of Zhou Shenxian, Mr. Shu's heart became more and more eager.

When was the last time he was so eager in his heart?

A hundred years? Or three hundred years?

Well, it should be, knowing that the last 'girl' also hated Incense Valley, it was when she came to trouble Incense Valley.

With complicated thoughts flashing in his heart, Mr. Tree walked out of the small courtyard and returned to the inn lobby.

When he returned to the lobby again, Mr. Shu found that Zhou Shenxian and his little fairy 'girl' had appeared in the lobby at some point.

When they walked out, the two were eating breakfast.

I have to say that he is worthy of being a fairy figure, and he has never seen it for breakfast, he has opened an inn for thousands of years.

"Immortal Zhou, it's early!"

Although he can see it every day, when Mr. Shu sees Zhou Xian, he still has a kind of fanaticism when he sees his idol.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhou Xian raised his head from the table and turned his head to look at Mr. Shu.

"Mr. Tree, do you have a business again?"

Mr. Tree came out of the newly built annex, and Zhou Zhou Xian naturally wouldn't be unable to find out.

"Yes, thanks to you, in the past half a month, my inn has finally let you save it."

"Hehe, I'm just telling a story."

Zhou Xian smiled reservedly, but he had already begun to be smug in his heart.

"Zhou Shenxian, the guests who came today seem to be your fans."

As if thinking of something, Mr. Shu raised his head from the counter and said another word to Zhou Xian.

"Fans?"

Zhou Zhou Xian frowned slightly, not understanding why Mr. Shu wanted to add this sentence alone

In the past half a month, have there been fewer fans of him?

In the past half a month, he has almost become a popular king in this southern Xinjiang, right?

Although he was puzzled, in order to maintain his immortal style, Zhou Zhou Xian did not ask the doubts in his heart.

Nodding his head, he counted himself as knowing.

Then, Zhou Zhou Xian handled various foods for her granddaughter and ate a few bites of breakfast from time to time.

Half an hour later, the breakfast was over.

After breakfast, Zhou Zhou Xian used his means to set a long table on the side outside the inn, ready to start today's daily storytelling.

Seeing that the Zhou Xian long table was in place, many people spontaneously gathered around.

"Anyway, on this day, Qinglong just arrived, and Baihu and Xuanwu had a small conflict, Suzaku sat alone at the table near the 'door' of the inn, drinking quietly while listening to me tell the latest story in the inn."

Outside the 'door', Zhou Zhou Xian was shocked and began to tell today's story.

Inside the 'door', Suzaku, who had just come out with Baguio and was sitting at the position near the 'door', picked up the wine glass and drank half of it, and the movements of his hands stiffened slightly.

The situation inside naturally did not affect Zhou Xian to continue to tell his story.

So

Halfway through a glass of wine, Suzaku suddenly stiffened in his hand.

Almost instinctively, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction outside the 'door'! ”

Like a prophecy, and as if cooperating with the story of Zhou Zhou Xian, Suzaku didn't have time to put down his hand holding the wine glass, and the whole person suddenly turned his head to look out of the 'door'.

"The autumn wind blew outside the 'gate', the golden leaves fell to the ground, and a nine-tailed fox stepped on the golden leaves all over the ground and appeared in front of me."

At this point in the story, Zhou Xian's voice came to an abrupt end.

Gaze, leaping over the crowd and looking into the distance

An autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall.

In the distance, a beautiful 'girl' dressed in white, with bare feet like 'jade', stepping on the golden fallen leaves all over the ground, was walking towards the big 'door' of the inn.