Chen Ping'an finally only asked about the old site of the City God Temple, no one had heard of the inn in Cui Yun's mouth, this county town is a big city in the north of Huang Tingguo, to rush to the old city god site, almost half of the county town, and when everyone followed the guidance of the last pedestrian, it was close to dusk, only found a vermilion high wall, and it took a long time to finally find an alley with an inconspicuous entrance, barely able to pass two carriages.

The more you go inside, the more you feel like you have a cave, between the gaps in the blue brick road under your feet, from time to time there is a faint mist, floating into the high walls on both sides, leisurely gathering, such as a clear spring flowing slowly on the wall, faintly there is the sound of running water.

Seeing Chen Ping'an, the young Cui Yun was suspicious, and explained: "This alley is one of the signboards of this inn, called Xingyun Liushui Lane, and then when you enter the gate of the mansion, you should be able to see a bright moon shadow wall immediately, because the shadow wall inhabits the spirit of unknown origin, the shape is uncertain, and it is generally consistent with the moon phase, cloudy and sunny, and all of it is revealed on the shadow wall." However, the really valuable shadow wall has to be the combination of the sun and the moon, if you can add a little star, I am afraid that the immortal mansion at the beginning of the sect will give up face and rob it madly. ”

At the end of the alley, there is a gate, the door is carved with two tall painted door gods, taller than the young man, mighty and dignified, burly, all wearing golden armor, one person riding a tiger and holding a sword, one person riding a sword in a Jiaoyang, two door gods are dumbfounded and glaring at the alley, because it is a yang carved wood carving, not the paper of ordinary people, so it gives people a strong sense of oppression that is about to come out.

Li Huai swallowed his saliva secretly, feeling that he was still sleeping on the mountain, and he was more comfortable and comfortable.

The door slowly opened, and a beautiful woman with a pair of peach blossom eyes twisted her waist and crossed the threshold, and walked out, behind her two young women with double hairbrushes, each with a green sheath sword hanging from their waists, they did not follow the woman to the group of guests, but stood at the door.

The beautiful woman gave a graceful blessing, "Liu Jiahui of the slave family, Jiaqing Jiahui, and Hua Hui, the name is really difficult to get into the elegant hall, you can call me Jiahui." Dare to ask distinguished guests, but do you have to make an appointment before staying at our Qiulu Inn?"

As the woman spoke, her gaze went straight to the young man in white, who was eye-catching.

It's just that the handsome young man is indifferent and very rude, and the beautiful woman and the beautiful boy look at each other in pairs, although the former is a little unhappy in his heart, the smile on his face remains unchanged.

The two maidservants at the door were visibly angry.

Even the county guard, who is a feudal official, if he meets his wife during an outing or burning incense, he has always treated him politely, and politely shouted Mrs. Liu or the second master, once he has something to ask for, he needs the help of Qiulu Inn to match, and he will be called Liu Xianshi in person.

Out of the corner of the beautiful woman's eyes, she quickly glanced at Lin Shouyi, who looked indifferent, and did not notice anything unusual, so she continued to stare at the young man in white, and asked softly: "This son, but what do you think is wrong with the slave family and the Qiulu Inn?

The young man Cui Yun was a little impatient, and stretched out his hand and pointed to the straw sandals boy beside him, "You worship the wrong Bodhisattva, the main owner of the money is this one." ”

The woman was surprised in her heart, and hurriedly gave Chen Ping'an a blessing alone, which was regarded as an apology, without waiting for the woman to speak, Chen Ping'an glanced at the door, retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and made up his mind, "There are more of us, is there enough room?"

The woman smiled, "Enough, how not enough." Although it is soon the county's triennial water temple sacrifice ceremony, all the immortal masters from all sides come to cheer for the county guard, and the business of the Qiulu Inn is okay, but all the distinguished guests are here, and the humble house is full of brilliance, even if the slave family vacates their small yard and temporarily moves to the inn hostel where they live, they will never dare to let the guests return disappointed. ”

In the end, Chen Ping'an asked for a big courtyard called Qinglu, the location closest to the old city god of the old well, which is the Tianzi courtyard of the Qiulu Inn, the reason why it is idle until now, is that the price is too high, not according to the head of the money, anyway, it is two thousand taels of silver a day, the people who stay in the Qiulu Inn, there is no shortage of cultivators who have obtained the status of Qi practitioners, but the matter of cultivation, If you don't know how to be careful and swallow mud, you don't have a strong family and backers, or you don't have the means to make money every day, you will be extremely strapped for money, and the immortal master who is rich and rivaled in the imagination of the people in the market is completely different things.

The old well of the Qiulu Inn is indeed the place where the spiritual qi overflows, but for qi practitioners, paying two thousand taels of silver a day for this is definitely not a cost-effective loss-making deal. Therefore, this courtyard is more of a local magnate on the rich side, used to entertain officialdom bigwigs and heroes who spend money.

Mrs. Liu personally took this dial

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