Zhong Yan saw Zhao Wuyang step forward and opened the wet door, as if it had been stained with coagulated blood.

Song Yuesheng shook off the rain on her body and walked in.

"It's raining heavily, huh? Is there no one in the inn? ”

He looked around, but found no sign other than them.

"There was no firewood, it was empty, as if it had been looted."

Du Ping walked over from the back kitchen and shook his head.

But Zhong Yan clearly saw that the inn was full of people.

At one of the tables, it looked like a merchant, and a serious-looking man with a turban was looking at Zhong Yan suspiciously.

At one of the tables were two women, like sisters, brightly dressed, like the head sign of a painting boat verandah.

At the other table, there were three military masters, dressed in armor, but their armor was wet, as if they had been soaked in water for a long time.

In addition, the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, and the kitchen guy are all available.

How could there be no one?

Zhong Yan was confused in his heart, and he didn't know if it was the special feature of this [too void] illusion.

He thought that his identity here was that of the ancestor of the Taixu Sect, maybe there would be any additional information?

"I am a prophet, and I will test you tonight."

Zhong Yan said in his heart, he saw that no one including Ruan Bailu moved, so he came to the table of the three military masters.

"Fortunately, I don't know what the three military masters are going to do?"

Seeing Zhong Yan's actions, Zhao Wuyang's face turned white.

Military master?

Three?

But there's no one at that table?

What kind of nonsense is this guy talking about?

Zhao Wenqian also looked over, he didn't see anything, he only felt that Zhong Yan was talking to the air.

Ruan Bailu frowned slightly, she remembered what Zhong Yan had just said to herself, and suddenly became alert, and walked through the hall with sword intent, but she still couldn't find anything.

On Zhong Yan's side, the three military masters were holding wine glasses in their hands, but the wine glasses were clearly red as blood-colored as a turbid liquid.

The military master sitting directly opposite Zhong Yan drank all the liquid in it, and his face was pale and swollen, like a corpse that had been soaked in seawater for several days.

The military master's mouth opened and he tried to spit out a few words from his mouth, but he could only make a shriveled sound similar to the bursting of bubbles, which echoed in the hall of the inn, showing a bit of a terrible meaning.

“...... You three drink slowly. ”

Zhong Yan sat back beside Ruan Bailu.

"This inn is full of people."

He lowered his voice and said to a few people.

"How come, there's no one there!"

Zhao Wuyang felt a little weird, he looked around again, the surroundings were pitch black, only the place where the candles lit there was some dim light, where did the people come from?

"Forgive the juniors for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, the juniors didn't see anyone else."

Song Yuesheng also looked behind her cautiously.

"There are three military masters at that table just now, here are two young women, there are two merchants, an old man and a young man, as well as the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, and the man in the kitchen."

Zhong Yan described what he saw.

“...... Could it be that you are mistaken. ”

Zhao Wuyang felt that something was wrong for a while.

"Shut up."

Zhong Yan asked Zhao Wuyang not to raise the bar at this time.

Zhao Wuyang wanted to say something, but was pressed down by Zhao Wenqian.

"Senior, you are a servant, you need to be improved."

Du Ping teased on the side.

"Negligent discipline made the two of them laugh."

Zhong Yan replied, and thought of another way, he looked at Zhao Wenqian.

"You, go over there and sit down at the table near our chair."

Sitting in that seat was a young woman.

If Zhao Wenqian also sits over there, he will inevitably coincide with the young woman, and then he will be able to see what she is.

“？”

Zhao Wenqian raised a question mark, thinking to himself, when will it be your turn to command me?

But noticing Song Yuesheng and Du Ping's eyes, he still swallowed the words, got up slowly, pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and walked towards the chair.

Coming to the chair, he glanced back at Zhong Yan.

"Yes, this is it, just sit there."

Zhong Yan asked Zhao Wenqian to sit down on the woman's face.

Zhao Wenqian looked at the chair, it was empty, but it gave people a strange and strange feeling, as if there was already an owner there, and he shouldn't sit down, if he sat down, he would definitely encounter something very bad.

Zhong Yan saw that Zhao Wenqian hadn't sat down for a long time, so he urged again.

"Wen Qian, sit down."

Hearing Zhong Yan's words, Zhao Wenqian raised his eyebrows, and he didn't care so much, so he sat down directly.

But suddenly, the chair fell apart directly, and Zhao Wenqian fell to the ground with his buttocks, but fortunately, his body moved and stabilized his movements in time, so that he was not injured by the wood fragments.

In Zhong Yan's eyes, the woman suddenly got up the moment before Zhao Wenqian was about to sit down, and sat next to her best friend, and the two were close together, as if the relationship was not ordinary.

"Are you making fun of me?"

Zhao Wenqian patted his clothes and questioned Zhong Yan.

"Senior, your two servants are a little rude, do you want juniors to help discipline and discipline."

Du Ping quipped on the side.

"Forget it, you shouldn't be useless."

Zhong Yan sighed, he asked Zhao Wenqian to come back, and he came to the side of the pair of women, and saw that although the woman's clothes were gorgeous and exquisite, there were many holes, and there were several hollows in fatal positions, as if they were taken from the body of the person killed by random arrows.

"Two girls."

Zhong Yan made a gesture and saw the two girls looking at him, but their eyes had no whites of their eyes, and they were pitch black, noticing Zhong Yan, two lines of black tears flowed from their eyes, which were extremely hideous.

"Are you wronged, or unwilling?"

Hearing Zhong Yan's inquiry, the two women glanced at each other and opened their mouths, but Zhong Yan clearly saw that their tongues had been pulled out by the fire tongs, and they could only make a whimpering sound, unable to express any meaning.

"Okay."

At least Zhong Yan probably understood that these guests were not demons, but more like some victims.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, brightening the entire inn.

Zhao Wuyang's movements suddenly froze.

His eyes widened and he looked behind Zhao Wenqian with a somewhat frightened look.

"Uncle, you, ...... behind you"

Zhao Wenqian noticed Zhao Wuyang's eyes and immediately became alert.

He hurriedly turned his head.

But the inn was too dim, even if there were candles, the figures still blocked most of the light, and behind Zhao Wenqian, there was only pitch black, and even the walls couldn't be seen anywhere.

"What's ......?"

Before Zhao Wenqian's words fell, another clear lightning bolt lit up.

He saw a man sitting in the corner behind him.

The man sat cross-legged, as if he was staring at Zhao Wenqian's side, and as if he was only looking at the void in front of him.

It's a pity that the electric light is fleeting, Zhao Wenqian didn't see the specific appearance of the other party at all, and the entire inn went dark again.

There was only darkness left in front of him.

"Be careful."

Ruan Bailu immediately tested with sword intent, but only felt empty.

She boasted that her sword intent was extraordinary, but now she couldn't detect anything, either the other party's strength cultivation far surpassed her own, or it was ......

She picked up the candle and walked over with her sword.

The candlelight shone brightly, and everyone saw that there was indeed a man sitting there.

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