Yue Wuying said strangely: "What are you going to do?"

Xue Yutang said, "Go find the innkeeper! I suspect he won't survive tonight!"

Yue Wuying didn't know why Xue Yutang cared about the innkeeper, but he also followed Xue Yutang downstairs, Xue Yutang had already looked around just now, but he just wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the well, and he didn't care so much, now he had to find him, so he searched very carefully, and finally found a room in a house in the backyard that was still lit.

Xue Yutang and Yue Wuying just walked to the door of the house, and they heard that the innkeeper was coughing, Xue Yutang pushed the door hard, but found that the door had been plugged in from the inside, Xue Yutang knocked on the door with his hand, but there was no movement for a long time, and even the original cough was gone.

Xue Yutang hammered it a few more times, and only then did a trembling voice come from inside: "Who!" The voice was short and scared.

Xue Yutang said outside: "Don't be afraid, I'm a guest who just moved in, I have something to ask my uncle, can you open the door?"

After a long time, there was a sound of laughter and laughter in the door, and then the door latch made a "boom", and the door was opened with a "squeak", and the old man held them with both hands, and looked at Xue Yutang cautiously: "Why don't you rest earlier when the guest officer is so late?"

Xue Yutang looked at this old man so vigilant, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart, so many people had died in this town, I am afraid that this old man was also frightened, he was so reckless, he really shouldn't have been, but Xue Yutang just had something he had to want to know: "Can the old man let us in?"

The old man looked at Xue Yutang for a long time before he opened the door and gave way: "Guest officer, if you have anything to say, hurry up, rest early after speaking, don't come out at night, remember not to have so much curiosity!"

When Xue Yutang heard the old man's words, he muttered in his heart, the leading soldier said the same thing to himself when he entered the city, and the old man said it again, could it be that what else would happen here at night?

"Uncle, can I ask, how long has it been since the first time people died here?" The old man got out of the way, and Xue Yutang walked inside and said, but when he entered the old man's house, Xue Yutang's brows furrowed, and the smell of the old man's house was extraordinarily big, as if there were many fish in the house.

The old man followed behind Xue Yutang and said as he walked: "Where do you remember, maybe two years, maybe three years, in short, the time is not particularly long!"

Xue Yutang walked to the room where the old man lived, there was only one bed in this room, but it was very tidy, the quilt on the bed was half lifted, and it was obvious that the old man was lying on this bed just now.

"You should also have a place for cultivators to live here, don't they care if so many people have died in this city?"

The old man gave Xue Yutang a seat, picked up the teapot from the table, and poured a cup of tea for Xue Yutang: "Take care of the guest officer, this tea is a little cold!" After speaking, he handed it to Xue Yutang, and when he saw Xue Yutang take the teacup, he poured a cup for Yue Wuying.

"Whatever, they can't protect themselves, so how can they take care of us?"

The old man's words made Xue Yutang stunned: "What does the old man mean that this cultivator has also died a lot?"

The old man nodded, and took a sip of tea by himself, as soon as the tea was finished, the old man's face flushed an abnormal red, but he was much better mentally: "It's a lot dead, but most of them left here and never came back!"

Xue Yutang frowned slightly: "Isn't there also a sect here, they didn't send someone to investigate the cause of death of so many people here?"

The old man looked at Xue Yutang holding the teacup but didn't put it in his mouth, thinking that Xue Yutang thought the tea was cold, and he didn't care: "It's here, how many people have died, and then they won't come again!"

Xue Yutang and Yue Wuying glanced at each other, it seems that what this Xiaoqing said is right, there are indeed many demon kings here, but there are so many demon kings of the same breed Xue Yutang is really the first time I have heard of it, and now he hopes that Hu Ling'er is here, she knows more about this demon clan, but this is unrealistic.

Xue Yutang asked again, but Yue Wuying suddenly interjected: "Uncle, how are you Geng this year?"

The old man looked at him and asked his age when he saw the moon without a shadow, and looked a little embarrassed, and said slowly for a long time: "I am twenty-eight years old this year!"

After saying this, Xue Yutang almost didn't jump up from the chair, looked at the old man and said, "You...... Are you twenty-eight?"

The old man nodded: "That's right, since two years ago, my appearance has begun to look the same day by day, and now I am about eighty years old, if it weren't for the guest officer's inquiry, I would have almost forgotten how old I was!"

Yue Wuying glanced at Xue Yutang, and both of them understood that what Xiaoqing said was not wrong at all, and it was basically confirmed that this was indeed a snake nest, but there were a few doubts, first

Xue Yutang hammered it a few more times, and only then did a trembling voice come from inside: "Who!" The voice was short and scared.

Xue Yutang said outside: "Don't be afraid, I'm a guest who just moved in, I have something to ask my uncle, can you open the door?"

After a long time, there was a sound of laughter and laughter in the door, and then the door latch made a "boom", and the door was opened with a "squeak", and the old man held them with both hands, and looked at Xue Yutang cautiously: "Why don't you rest earlier when the guest officer is so late?"

Xue Yutang looked at this old man so vigilant, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart, so many people had died in this town, I am afraid that this old man was also frightened, he was so reckless, he really shouldn't have been, but Xue Yutang just had something he had to want to know: "Can the old man let us in?"

The old man looked at Xue Yutang for a long time before he opened the door and gave way: "Guest officer, if you have anything to say, hurry up, rest early after speaking, don't come out at night, remember not to have so much curiosity!"

When Xue Yutang heard the old man's words, he muttered in his heart, the leading soldier said the same thing to himself when he entered the city, and the old man said it again, could it be that what else would happen here at night?

"Uncle, can I ask, how long has it been since the first time people died here?" The old man got out of the way, and Xue Yutang walked inside and said, but when he entered the old man's house, Xue Yutang's brows furrowed, and the smell of the old man's house was extraordinarily big, as if there were many fish in the house.

The old man followed behind Xue Yutang and said as he walked: "Where do you remember, maybe two years, maybe three years, in short, the time is not particularly long!"

Xue Yutang walked to the room where the old man lived, there was only one bed in this room, but it was very tidy, the quilt on the bed was half lifted, and it was obvious that the old man was lying on this bed just now.

"You should also have a place for cultivators to live here, don't they care if so many people have died in this city?"

The old man gave Xue Yutang a seat, picked up the teapot from the table, and poured a cup of tea for Xue Yutang: "Take care of the guest officer, this tea is a little cold!" After speaking, he handed it to Xue Yutang, and when he saw Xue Yutang take the teacup, he poured a cup for Yue Wuying.

"Whatever, they can't protect themselves, so how can they take care of us?"

The old man's sentence of "How can they take care of us?" made Xue Yutang stunned: "Does the old man mean that this cultivator has also died a lot?"

The old man nodded, and took a sip of tea by himself, as soon as the tea was finished, the old man's face flushed an abnormal red, but he was much better mentally: "It's a lot dead, but most of them left here and never came back!"

The old man looked at Xue Yutang holding the teacup but didn't put it in his mouth, thinking that Xue Yutang thought the tea was cold, and he didn't care: "It's here, how many people have died, and then they won't come again!"

Xue Yutang and Yue Wuying glanced at each other, it seems that what this Xiaoqing said is right, there are indeed many demon kings here, but there are so many demon kings of the same breed Xue Yutang is really the first time I have heard of it, and now he hopes that Hu Ling'er is here, she knows more about this demon clan, but this is unrealistic.