The Yuelai Inn was reopened, and after avenging the murder, the fat shopkeeper transferred the entire Yuelai Inn to Wang Chen as a retribution. After Wang Chen worked as a buddy at the Yuelai Inn for a few days, he was upgraded to become the shopkeeper of the inn at an incredible speed.

The fat shopkeeper has no father and no mother, and once had a wife who died of illness and left a son, but it was completely lost in the war a few years ago.

Niu Tou Ma Mian looked at Wang Chen with a surprised look when he took away the fat shopkeeper, they really couldn't imagine that this terrifying existence who once dared to roar at the sky in the underworld was now willing to be the owner of an inn, and slowly degenerated like a mortal.

Yes, that is indeed the fall, mortals are destined to not escape life and death, they are ignorant and ignorant, they do not know the will of heaven and only know to live by their own desires. Among the Three Realms, mortals were the weakest link, so they didn't understand Wang Chen's hiding in the mortal world.

Of course, this kind of incomprehension is not understood, and they will not ask, they just bowed respectfully to Wang Chen and left the Yang World with the fat shopkeeper.

"Daxian, who is he?" The fat shopkeeper was a little stunned when he saw that the bulls and horses in the underworld were so respectful to the person in front of him, he really didn't know what a terrifying existence he had recruited from this small inn......

"You shouldn't know this, you shouldn't ask, just drink a cup of Meng Po soup and forget the past when you get to Nai He Bridge. The horse's voice was indifferent as he tore through the void crack and burrowed into it.

"Daxian, I have a wish that is not fulfilled, can I ......?"

"People who have died in vain in the world have unfulfilled wishes, and they don't have to cling to the trivial things of this life, and they can go to the next life with peace of mind. ”

"Oh. ”

The blood stains in the inn have been completely cleaned up, and the tables and chairs damaged by the fight in the store have been replaced with new ones, but the signboard has not been changed, so it should be the last trace of thought left by the fat shopkeeper in this world. Wang Chen sat silently at the counter and watched the pedestrians coming and going, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

In the first few days, because of the murder, the business here was not good, and the government often came to ask this and that, but as time went by, people also lightly accepted this inn that had died in the past, and the skills of the chef here were also good, so the business gradually improved.

Spring April is gradually coming, the tender green leaves are slowly covering the mountains of Qinghe Town, the hazy drizzle is quietly coming, and the feeling of a little smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River is silently hidden.

"Shopkeeper, it's April. After Chen Xuan finished the last table and closed the door, he sat down on the table next to the counter and asked.

"yes, it's April, and time flies. In the blink of an eye, Wang Chen had been living in this inn for nearly a month, and a month was really not worth mentioning for a person who cultivated and lived forever, but it was a bit long for a person like Chen Xuan, who had encountered life and death and was struggling in pain.

He really didn't know how he survived this month, and until now, there were still some vicissitudes between his eyebrows that did not belong to this age.

"Shopkeeper, aren't you afraid of the revenge of the immortals on Qingyun Mountain?" After seeing some things that did not belong to the mortal world, Chen Xuan couldn't help but start worrying about Wang Chen, he really couldn't believe that Wang Chen dared to stay in the place where Russell was killed and reopen the inn.

"It's really bad if you have fear in your heart, and you can't live in fear. Wang Chen smiled faintly, he naturally wouldn't say that even if all those people on Qingyun Mountain came over, they only needed a sword, on the one hand, there was no need, and on the other hand, there was no meaning.

"Shopkeeper, I'll take a leave of absence tomorrow. After hesitating, Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at Wang Chen.

"Oh. ”

"I want to go to the Great Zen Temple to visualize the Dharma. Although Wang Chen didn't ask where to go, Chen Xuan still said it.

"The Great Zen Temple is indeed a good place, can you tell me why?"

"There are clouds in the Buddha, if there is a Buddha in the world, there will be no hatred, no desire, no thought, this month, I have been suffering from emotional torture, faintly I feel that the monks of the Great Zen Temple may be able to help me. ”

"Going to become a monk?"

"I don't know. ”

"There you go. ”

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At midnight, the willow tops on the moon......

A dark shadow swept across the courtyard, as if stepping on the moonlight to rush to the eaves of the window of the third room on the second floor of the inn.

Wang Chen sat at the window and looked at the moon, as if he had not noticed the arrival of this dark shadow at all.

"I didn't expect you to really fall and sit here and watch the moon. The black shadow looked at Wang Chen, but his voice creaked and made an extremely ugly tone.

"I didn't expect you to come to me, I thought I hadn't seen you for a very long time. Wang Chen suddenly laughed when he heard a familiar voice.

"I'm looking for you for something to ask you to help with. The dark shadow sat down slowly, and through the cloak, a terrifying white bone shone in the moonlight.

"What's the matter?" Wang Chen stretched, "If you ask me for help, it's definitely not a good thing." ”

"You can choose not to be busy. The Bone Spirit nodded.

"A friend of mine had some problems while cultivating, and although I smoked moonlight at the same time as her, I was an elf, and it was a demon spirit. The sound of bones colliding with bones was not nice and even a little dry, but Wang Chen felt strangely pleasant.

"So you want me to help him?"

"Well, you can choose not to help. The white bone spirit looked away, but his voice was very resolute and indifferent.

Wang Chen couldn't help but feel a warm heart, he felt that the elf in front of him should have regarded him as her closest person at least from this moment, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him to help when he encountered this kind of thing.

"Okay then. Wang Chen nodded.

"But if you say it up front, I can't get anything in return. The white bone spirit stood up with his back to Wang Chen, his voice was still so stubborn.

"Let's go. Wang Chen took the arm of the white bone spirit, and then silently looked ahead, "Lead the way." ”

"Hmm. ”

The two of them walked through the void, slowly moving forward in the void, and there was a strange meaning in the moonlight.

One is a white bone elf, the other is a humanoid youth, and the shadows coincide in this way. Looking at the shadows, you don't feel any abruptness......

"If you were given a hundred years, would you really be able to restore me to a human body?"

"Your soul is sealed in a skeleton and you can't be reincarnated, which is troublesome. ”

"I believe in you. The White Bone Spirit was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "In a hundred years, if I can't turn into a human body, I will return to the original White Bone Spirit." ”

"Trust me. ”

"Hmm. ”

The heart of the white bone spirit is actually warm, she was overwhelmed by the country and the city during her lifetime, and she was extremely ugly after her death. But this man did not have the slightest dislike.

Perhaps there was a strange thing called love that gradually grew in her heart.

What can be changed in 100 years?