Should it be?

Chen Ye didn't dig too deep, judging from Pan Si'an's expression, it was not difficult to guess that there was obviously more than one red ghost in this small Tianfu City.

And even Pan Si'an, who is also a red ghost, can't do anything about him.

"Do you know where the Jinyang Inn is?" Chen Ye asked straight to the point.

Rather than continue to waste time on this kind of thing, it is better to eradicate the threat of the Killer Guild as soon as possible.

Although mosquitoes are weak and can be killed with a single slap, if they are not killed and allowed to multiply, their numbers will eventually become huge one day.

Threats aside, it's really irritating to 'buzz' in your ears every now and then.

It's not the first time that the Murder Guild has sent someone to follow Chen Ye, the last time Chen Ye only eliminated the three of them, as a warning, but he didn't expect them to still not give up, and they dared to send someone to spy on him.

"I know, if the Ghost King wants to go, I'll lead the way. Pan Si'an nodded and took the initiative to ask for help.

"Okay, lead the way. Chen Ye agreed.

The title of the ghost king is indeed a bit too exaggerated, for ordinary people.

But fortunately, ordinary people, without opening their eyes, usually cannot see spirits with the naked eye, let alone hear them speak.

Chen Ye didn't deliberately ask Pan Si'an to call himself why.

Besides, Chen Ye is actually quite satisfied with the title of 'Ghost King', and he always feels very compelling.

The ghost king is the king of the underworld, and no matter how lame he is, he is also an emperor.

For a person like Chen Ye, who is extremely sensitive to the power of the royal power, it feels good.

In a blink of an eye, a person came to the Jinyang Inn under the guidance of a ghost.

After searching for his memories, Chen Ye knew that this Jinyang Inn was in the Heaven Dou Continent, and it had a history of hundreds of years.

It is the best inn in Tianfu City, if it is defined by the evaluation standard of Blue Star, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a five-star hotel.

"Stop!" Chen Ye stepped forward, and before he could land, he was stopped by a handful of people who looked at the door.

"Is there an appointment?" the man asked.

Booking?

It seems that no matter which side of the world it is, this business model is not much different.

Chen Ye inexplicably felt a bad premonition.

"I'm here to find someone, I won't stay too long, and I'm asking a friend to be accommodating. Chen Ye explained.

Where does Chen Ye have any reservations? He also knew in the last second that there was such an existence as the Jinyang Inn in Tianfu City.

"Looking for someone, who are you looking for?" After knowing that Chen Ye was not a guest with an appointment, the man's face was pulled down with a brush, and it looked longer than a horse's face.

"I'm afraid I can't say that. Chen Ye didn't want to startle the snake, and his expression was embarrassed.

"You guy, you're here to make trouble on purpose, right? I advise you to leave quickly before I'm angry, and don't hinder our Jinyang business. The man took a step forward, his huge body, very intimidating.

"Let's do it. Chen Ye obviously said this to Pan Si'an.

"Understood. Pan Si'an is a wisp of soul, extremely soft wrapped around the man's body, facing each other, holding his face in both hands, absorbing something from his mouth when the other party is unconscious.

This is called Yang Qi, which is a necessity for the survival of ghosts, just as Reiki is as important as it is for cultivators.

However, yang energy is not like aura, which is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Yang Qi is equivalent to the life force of human beings, and ghosts can use special means to suck out Yang Qi using the Seven Orifices.

Generally speaking, this is an evil law in the underworld, and it is forbidden to use it.

Lonely souls and wild ghosts occasionally absorb a little yang energy to maintain their energy, and those ghosts below are poor, just open one eye and close one eye.

If you really want to be like Pan Si'an, who makes a fuss about people's lives, they will suck people into a dry corpse, and they will be properly sent to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Pan Si'an has been a ghost for many years, and he doesn't understand these truths.

If it weren't for Chen Ye's support, Pan Si'an would have really eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and he would never dare to do it.

"Cool!" Pan Si'an said with his back in the air, enjoying his face, and yelled.

Looking at the dried corpse on the ground, Chen Ye waved his hand and put it into the space ring so as not to be noticed.

Fortunately, it was getting late, and there was no one to go so smoothly.

"You guy, looking for a fight!" When he opened his eyes, he saw that Chen Ye completely ignored his existence and planned to break into the Jinyang Inn, the man raised his fist and planned to smash it.

"What's going on?" However, the man would never have thought that his punch would be smashed into the air.

To be precise, the fists, including his body, actually passed directly through Chen Ye!

"Don't bother, you're already dead, dare to be rude to the ghost king again, beware of Lao Tzu eating you!"

"I—I'm dead?" the man sat on the ground in fright, and for a moment it was hard to accept the fact.

Looking at Chen Ye's back as he gradually faded away, the man would never have thought that Chen Ye would actually be the Ghost King!

The shock outweighed the fear.

Knowing this, what to say, the man would not dare to offend Chen Ye.

It's good now, not only did I get rid of it, but I even lost my life together.

Uncomfortable, unspeakably uncomfortable......

"This guest officer, are you sharp, or do you live in the hotel?" the shopkeeper walked over enthusiastically.

"Stay. Chen Ye took out the 10,000 gold soul coins and handed them over to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Guest officer, there are too many, you give too much." ”

One night in the hotel, at most a few hundred gold soul coins.

It's the No. 1 private room in Tianzi, and it's only one or two thousand.

"If it's too much, it's just for your consumption, what's the matter, don't you want it?" Chen Ye said.

"I want it, I want it!" the shopkeeper hurriedly withdrew his hand and nodded desperately.

After that, the attitude couldn't help but be more enthusiastic, just like pretending to be a grandson, and offering Chen Ye as an ancestor.

"Oh yes, I want to ask you something. While the shopkeeper was still operating, Chen Ye suddenly spoke.

"Ancestral ......" shopkeeper said a little embarrassed: "You said it, guest officer." ”

"I have a friend who is coming to Tianfu City recently, and we have been invited to meet here, I don't know if you have heard of a person named Li Cai. Chen Ye knocked on the side.

"Li Cai, guest officer, wait a minute, I'll check. The shopkeeper opened the account book and began to browse the occupancy records.

"Zhao, Qian, Sun...... Li Cai, I found it!" The shopkeeper said truthfully: "Returning officer, there is indeed such a person as Li Cai, and he lives in the No. 3 private room of Tianzi. ”

......

"Guest officer, if you have something to do, just give me orders. After the shopkeeper explained, he left the room.

Chen Ye is now in the Tianzi No. 2 private room, and the shopkeeper deliberately selected it for the convenience of Chen Ye to move around, and next door is the Tianzi No. 3 private room.

Inside, people from the Killer Guild lived, and against the wall, they could vaguely hear conversations.