I don't know if it's an illusion, after Shen Yun cleared his mind, he found that everything in front of him had become brighter than before.

At this time, two heavily armed Roxan sergeants broke into the Moon Gate with long knives.

Shen Yun, like the other tenants, hung his head slightly, and glanced at the two guys.

No, obviously he didn't use his spiritual power, he could also see the dantian situation of these two guys clearly!

What does this mean!

His eyesight has improved again.

And eyesight doesn't progress for no reason. Behind its progress, either the spiritual power has been improved, or the divine consciousness has been improved. It may even be that both have been raised. It's just that now is not the time to take a closer look.

In an instant, there was a burst of joy in my heart.

Practice has once again proved that meditation is also an effective way to improve one's self-cultivation.

Shen Yun's things were all stored in the treasure bag, in addition to the bedding in the room, there was also a change of clothes, which was his own, and the rest were all the inn's household goods. And the men at the inn had already been instructed to replace all the furnishings in the house with bulky and durable ones.

The two Luosang people also searched for experience. They rushed into the main room of the small courtyard, picked up the bedding on the bed with their knives, looked at it, and then rushed out like a whirlwind, turning to the small courtyard next door.

After this team of sergeants finished the search and left the inn, Shen Yun also made up his mind. He returned to the house, packed his bedding and a change of clothes, pretended to put it on his back, and went to the front hall to check out.

No, as soon as I walked to the door, there was a Luosang tribesman in his early thirties sitting on the main seat of the hall.

The shopkeeper stood aside, kept clasping his fists, and explained in a low voice: "It's not that I don't give you face, but it's true, the owner is very sick and can only lie on the bed." Those of us who are below can only spread the word, and we can't be the masters of the owner......"

The Luosang man was very impatient, waved his hand, and interrupted in a stiff official voice: "Take me to him!

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded: "Yes." Please come with the little ones. ”

The Rosan snorted through his nose, got up in a huff, and walked inside, surrounded by four attendants.

Seeing this, Shen Yun took a step back and avoided the door. This is also the rule of the Luosang people - when you meet the Luosang people on the road, the locals must avoid them no matter what they are doing.

Along with him was a young man who happened to be carrying a large pot of tea to the hall.

The Luosang people have become accustomed to this. Four attendants guarded their master, their eyes not slanted, and they walked majestically past the two of them.

When the group was gone, the young man struggled to lift the big teapot again, quickly turned around and made a grimace in the direction they left, and then, deliberately circled his legs, limped into the front hall, and shouted happily: "Boiling water, let let, boiling water......"

"Hahaha......" The people in the hall, both the guys and the tenants, looked at him and laughed. This looped leg is too similar to learning. Anyone could see that this little cramped ghost was imitating the walking of those Luosang people.

The hall, which had been in a slump because of the five Luosang people, suddenly had a lot of life.

Shen Yun couldn't help but sigh, and after leaving the room, he carried his bags and prepared to leave.

At this time, the second shopkeeper who checked him out suddenly raised his eyelids and said in a deep voice: "My lord, our owner implores you to take a step to speak." ”

Shen Yun was not surprised, he looked at him for a while, and there was no squeak.

The second shopkeeper didn't dare to look directly, lowered his eyes and said, "Don't misunderstand, adults." Our proprietor doesn't dare to have a trace of malice......"

"Good. Shen Yun didn't wait for him to finish, and agreed to come down. I was very curious: I was very curious: I have never been masked, and this proprietor who even the Luosang people have to vigorously woo him, what did he do when he saw me? Also, isn't this person so sick that he can't even get out of bed? Just now, the five Luosang people went to verify the authenticity in person. Now that he has asked me to meet again, could it be that he knows how to separate himself?

The second shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and said loudly: "This guest officer, the dim sum you wanted, according to your instructions, the back kitchen was steamed early in the morning." Because the quantity is not small, at this time, the back may be packing. If you're not at ease, why don't I go to the back with you?"

Shen Yun nodded.

So, the second shopkeeper came down from behind the high platform, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, and led him back to the door.

Shen Yun kept an eye on the situation along the way as he walked.

The second shopkeeper really took him to the back kitchen.

Passing through the large kitchen, the second shopkeeper led him out of the innermost corner door. After passing through a secluded promenade, he stopped in front of a two-story octagonal wooden building.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Two short and one long. The second shopkeeper gently knocked on the black oil door with his knuckles.

After a while, the black oil door squeaked and opened.

A tall, thin old man with gray hair leaned out, glanced at the two of them, and stepped aside silently.

"Please. The second shopkeeper took Shen Yun into the small wooden building.

As soon as the two of them entered, the tall and thin old man immediately closed the door.

Because there is only one door on this floor of the small building, there are no windows, so the light in the building is very dim. However, for Shen Yun, who can see at night, there is no obstacle at all.

There was nothing in the house except a mottled wooden staircase covered in cobwebs.

Shen Yun was not surprised at all. Because it's just an ordinary old wooden building. Therefore, with his ear power, as early as when he was outside, he could hear that there was only one person in this building.

Earlier, he thought that the people in the building were the mysterious owner. Now it seems that he guessed wrong. The tall and thin old man looked inconspicuous, but he was a high-level martial artist who had condensed his true qi in his body. And since this person is not the owner himself, then he must be a guard. From this point of view, this proprietor is also a martial sect-level existence.

This is also to be expected. Because the scale of Baili City is only slightly smaller than the provincial capital of Lingzhou. Therefore, to be able to become a prestigious existence in the city, it should almost be at this level.

And in this building, there must be something else.

Sure enough, the second shopkeeper didn't stop, and walked straight to the bottom of the stairs. The tall and thin old man sat down on the first step of the wooden staircase, with his hands on his sleeves. It's as if they don't exist.

The second shopkeeper knocked lightly three times under the wooden staircase. This time it's two short clips and one long.

Soon, a secret passage appeared on the wooden wall under the wooden staircase, "Hula", which was only allowed for one person to pass through.

"My lord, our host is inside. Please come with the little ones. The second shopkeeper said, and took the lead in leaning into the dark passage.

Although the second shopkeeper, like the other guys in the inn, was an ordinary mortal who didn't even have fist and leg kung fu, Shen Yun didn't dare to hold it up at this time. Secretly operating his spiritual power, converging his eyes, he glanced at the secret passage - he didn't use his divine sense until he didn't know the details of the other party. This is also one of the experiences of going out and walking mentioned by the patriarch and her old man in the jade slip.

I don't see any spiritual power fluctuations.

He raised his eyebrows and said secretly: Not a monk?