Qin Yang had no intention of continuing to talk about it at all, with such a strange guy, he didn't know what kind of monster it was, anyway, it was definitely not a good bird.

Bring yourself over, invite yourself to drink, and pull off a trace of your soul in front of you to pay for the wine, and then say how powerful it is here, can't it be free?

This kind of routine of first being free and then waiting for an opportunity to make a fortune, Qin Yang has heard and seen too much.

From the last sentence of this product, Qin Yang knew that there was a big pit in front of him, and he couldn't jump into it no matter what.

Besides, in this short period of time, he has also obtained a lot of information.

Those natives who looked like dead people didn't have a strong aura, if they really let go of their hands, within one blow, Qin Yang would be able to destroy everything here, and all the weirdos would be killed.

In the same way, that monster who also looks quite strange has a higher realm than him, and it must be easy to do anything.

He must have tried it, and that leg was the price to pay.

However, thinking of the terrifying resilience of the demonic man, he may have paid a higher price for the temptation than he saw.

If you drink a drink, you have to pay honestly, and if you don't have money to pay the bill, you'd rather tear off a trace of your soul than cause trouble.

The result of eating the overlord's meal must be more serious than tearing off a trace of the soul.

If the divine soul of the monk under the Dao Palace is torn off like this, it will be an irreparable heavy damage, and it cannot be repaired if it is not aimed at the divine soul.

And if it was a weak monk who forcibly tore off a part of his soul like this, I am afraid that he would have died violently in the first place.

Qin Yang secretly rejoiced as he walked down the restaurant, fortunately, he has always disliked bullying the weak, nor did he like to oppress people with power, regardless of the strength or weakness, he has always been reasonable, even if he passed by Xiaofang City to drink a bowl of tea, he would give money.

Thanks to the fact that I didn't like to accept foreign currency at the Huangquan ferryman before, I knew that there was no currency in my pocket, and ordinary things might not be accepted here.

Otherwise, when I first came in, I followed the shopkeeper to eat and drink, and there was no money to pay the bill, wouldn't it be the end of the calf.

Qin Yang walked out of the restaurant, looked up at the strange man who was leaning against the window and continued to drink alone, this guy still had a smile on his face, but Qin Yang could see that he seemed to be a little regretful and a little unhappy.

But he didn't do anything, and he didn't say anything harsh.

Qin Yang knew in his heart that the rules here were even stricter than he imagined.

Don't cause trouble, it's definitely number one.

But what the specific rules are, he doesn't understand them now, and if he doesn't understand them, don't act rashly.

Qin Yang walked out of the restaurant, and wanted to take out a set of round light suits to see if the people here could accept it, but at this moment, his thoughts turned around, but he didn't do anything, so he found a corner and squatted there, watching the people on the street, and seeing what they were doing.

After watching it for a long time, I didn't see anything.

If you ignore the environment here, ignore the people who are either blue or pale faces, and then treat those things like wine as ordinary wine, then this is an ordinary mortal town that can't be ordinary anymore.

The coins they used were not copper coins, all of them were silver tickets, and the face value was large and small, and they had seen them in half a day, ranging from five cents to the largest one or two silver.

After squatting for a long time, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and some stalls had begun to close, Qin Yang glanced at the restaurant, the strange man was still holding a wine glass, leaning against the window, and looking down without saying a word.

Qin Yang thought for a moment, stood up, and entered a pawnshop in front of him.

Take out a round light suit and slap it on the table.

The shopkeeper, who was blue in color and similar to a zombie in the back, picked up the round light suit and looked at it.

"What are you going to do as a guest officer?"

"How?"

"Live as five hundred wen, and die as one or two. ”

"So low?" Qin Yang was a little surprised, his round light suit, although it was a low-level secret treasure that could be manufactured in batches, its own power was not rubbish.

He observed it for a day today, but he really saw that if he wanted a pot of wine, it would cost 200 Wen, and the price was not low.

"The guest officer can rest assured that the store is not bullied, and it has always been a fixed price, not high or low, just right. ”

"That's damned. ”

Qin Yang was holding a silver ticket with a face value of one tael, with a face value in the middle, and all kinds of weird runes next to it, and there was a trace of Gu Li strange power in it, which was completely integrated with the silver ticket.

After thinking about it, he took out another round light suit.

"Death. ”

The shopkeeper of the pawnshop, without saying a word, gave Qin Yang one or two silver tickets.

Qin Yang continued to dig out.

The shopkeeper's face remained unchanged, and his movements were neat, but when Qin Yang took out the hundredth set, the shopkeeper immediately said after paying again.

"Guest officer, the small shop can't afford it, and it can only be 500 wen if it is collected again. ”

"That's it, forget it......" Qin Yang was a little regretful.

This kind of thing, as much as he wants, a few breaths can be re-refined into a set, which is nothing more than some material money.

Out of the pawnshop, on the street outside, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians, the vendors who set up stalls have disappeared, and in front of the restaurant, there are also two large white lanterns hung by the shopkeeper, exuding a miserable white seeping light.

The whole town was dead quiet.

On the second floor of the restaurant, the demonic man was still leaning there, looking at Qin Yang below with a smile without saying a word.

Qin Yang stepped into the restaurant, and the shopkeeper with a stiff smile on his face greeted him warmly as always.

"Guest officer, do you live in the hotel?"

"How much does a room cost a day?"

"Three hundred texts. ”

"Open a room. Qin Yang threw a silver ticket of one or two to the shopkeeper, and added: "It's not enough, you come and ask me again." ”

"Guest officer, please. ”

The shopkeeper took Qin Yang to the second floor, Qin Yang was not in a hurry to go to the guest room, he sat down opposite the demon man again, asked for a pot of wine, and poured it for the demon man.

"Come and don't be rude, I invite you. ”

The smile of the bewitching man gradually became perverted, he picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and looked at Qin Yang with a strange smile.

"It's really amazing, since I entered here, I have inadvertently broken the rules seven times, and you have been here for a day, and you have not broken the rules once. ”

Qin Yang held the wine glass and drank the wine he bought with his own money, and the taste seemed to be different.

Just as he was about to say something more, he saw a cloudy wind on the street below, and on the street, the fog spread against the ground, and when the cloudy wind receded, it was like a black drizzle of cow's hair, sprinkled silently.

At the entrance of the town, a figure dressed in a shabby black robe with a shabby black cloth on his face, holding an oil-paper umbrella with a patch, swayed into the dead town.

With this outfit, Qin Yang immediately understood that this was a civil servant from the Ancient Underworld......

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the monstrous man across the table.

No wonder this guy didn't say anything before, he was waiting to see if he was finished.

Except for the yin who didn't know what position or duty he was, there was nothing that could move.

You don't have to think about it to know that if you're still outside at this time, there will definitely be big trouble, either you will be killed or taken away, and it will definitely be nothing good anyway.

The one on the street is dark, the breath is obscure, and it comes and goes, but it gives him an inexplicable pressure, even if he doesn't consider the other party's position, his pure personal strength is at least in the realm of the Fa Xiang.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang glanced at the demonic man and silently added another sentence.

If you add that the other party is a public official and is born to uphold the rules, then when maintaining the rules, the strength that can be exerted will definitely have to be raised to a higher level.

Maybe this demonic man has already fought with the big guy below, and the demonic man is not dead, so his strength should be at the stage of the Dharma Body.

"There are a lot of rules here, there are a lot of taboos, if you break it, it will be very troublesome, don't you think about it? As long as you promise me one thing, I will tell you how to get out of here. ”

"You're so capable, why don't you leave yourself?"

"......" The strange man's smile froze there, and he was choked for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Naturally, the time was not right. ”

Qin Yang pursed his lips and stood up and went to the guest room.

The strange man still didn't give up, and shouted in the back.

"You can think about it, I'm just trying to get you to do me a favor, and it's just a small favor that will be easy for you when you get out of here.

I can tell you everything about this place and help you stop breaking all the rules here.

With the strength of your realm, as long as you violate it once, you will definitely die, and it is impossible for your guards to save you, this is my condition today.

If it's tomorrow, there won't be such good conditions, and then it's up to you how you die. ”

Qin Yang's footsteps paused, and he turned around slowly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he couldn't see the slightest smile, and his eyes became cold.

"You, know me?"

The strange man suddenly secretly said that it was not good, and if he said too much, he would lose.

He kept silent and turned his head to look out the window.

Qin Yang smiled and led the puppeteer to the guest room.

The next day, Qin Yang was woken up by the noise on the main street, he got up and walked out of the restaurant, like the natives here, wandering around the street casually, carefully collecting all kinds of information.

At the end of the day, Qin Yang, who had purchased a bunch of things, returned to the restaurant.

For three days in a row, Qin Yang came over like this every day, and when he saw the strange man every day, he didn't see it, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

On the fourth day, the demonic man didn't seem to be able to sit still, Qin Yang went out, and he followed out.

He swaggered behind Qin Yang, watching Qin Yang go to buy some messy things, tea that exuded a strong yin qi, vegetables that were highly poisonous to living people, and gadgets like human skin rattles......

After the day was over and the last stall on the street was closed, Qin Yang returned to the restaurant.

The shopkeeper came to inform him that his remaining room fee was not enough to pay for today, and if he wanted to continue to live, he had to pay the bill first.

Qin Yang smiled, and very readily took out ten silver tickets with a face value of one or two and stuffed them into the shopkeeper.

"Twelve rooms, I want them all, this is three days' room rate, when the time comes, it will not be enough, you come and ask me again." ”

"Okay, guest officer, please. ”

Qin Yang didn't rush to leave, he glanced back at the strange man who had been with him for a day, as if waiting for him to break the rules.

There was a hint of shock on the face of the demonic man, he didn't expect that Qin Yang would play such a trick on him.

With a stiff smile on his face, the shopkeeper stopped at the door of the store, his words full of apologies.

"Guest, I'm really sorry, the store is full, there are no rooms. ”

The strange man pointed at Qin Yang.

"I'm with him. ”

The shopkeeper turned his head to look at Qin Yang, as if asking.

"I don't know him, I don't know his name. ”

"Qin Yang!" The strange man whispered, "What do you want?"

"Oh, it looks like you really know me. Qin Yang pursed his lips, turned his head to the second floor, also ordered a pot of wine, held a wine glass, leaned against the window, and looked at the street below.

At the door of the restaurant, the strange man stood there, his face was pale, and the smile on his face had completely disappeared, but he just didn't dare to take a step and enter the store.

He just stood there, watching the shopkeeper hang up the miserable white lantern, watching the shopkeeper close the door, and watching the cold mist and wind begin to emerge on the street.

The strange man retreated to the street and glanced up, Qin Yang leaned on the side of the bed with a glass of wine in the same posture as him, with a faint smile on his face.

The whirring yin wind whistled by, and then the black drizzle, falling quietly, at the entrance of the town, the big guy holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepping on the cold fog, appeared silently.

Qin Yang sat by the window on the second floor, watching coldly.

That strange man, he started digging a pit as soon as he met, waiting for him to jump, it was nothing, in this kind of weird place, he was a monster, if he met, he would come to play some tricks that cut out his heart and lungs, it was really hell.

In order to protect himself and ensure his own interests, he used the information he knew to obtain benefits from the other party, and who had no friendship with whom, Qin Yang didn't feel that there was anything about it.

The other party didn't say anything about the arrival of the night, and Qin Yang didn't feel that the other party had the obligation to tell him, the other party proposed a deal, but he refused, it's as simple as that.

But this thing knows itself, and the nature is completely different.

A person is himself, a monster with strong strength, digging a pit for himself with all his heart, flickering himself into it, and making a deal, the price he has to pay, but not here, after leaving here.

It's still an easy thing for him, but he hides it and doesn't say what it is.

Listen, it feels familiar.

If this thing hadn't thought about pit himself, Qin Yang would have dared to write his name upside down!

In that case, then what else is there to be polite.

Anyway, he just chartered the guest room in the restaurant, the real money was spent, the room yesterday was uncomfortable, and I want to try every one today, can't I?

As for the rest......

For example, when I was shopping in the past two days, I found out that only this restaurant has guest rooms in this town, and there are only twelve rooms.

There is simply nowhere else to live.

For example, the residents of the town, when the sky falls at night, they don't open their doors, and they don't accept outsiders at all.

Of course, these are all pieces of information that Qin Yang got by the way with real money.

What's wrong with the strange man outside, it's my business.

He has nowhere to live, what is the reason after all?

It's not that he's too picky, he dug out a trace of soul in his head in front, and he pretended to be quite atmospheric, who thought that he was just a door-picker who lived a day and paid a day, or every night after closing and drinking, he went to pay the bill.

On the street, the demonic man had no time to care about Qin Yang, who was not too busy to look at the excitement, he stared at the black-robed man with an umbrella walking in front of him, and slowly moved to the side of the street, standing there motionless with his head down.

As if sensing someone on the street, the oil-paper umbrella in the hand of the umbrella boss turned slightly, and red ropes suddenly appeared on the edge of the umbrella bone, and small bells the size of thumbs hung below.

Crisp bells, jingling rings.

The ringing of bells resounded through the streets with a singular rhythm.

Qin Yang, who was drinking on the second floor, felt that his consciousness was slightly blurred when he heard this bell, he calmed down and stepped back a little, and the effect of the bell was suddenly reduced by half.

The black-robed man holding the umbrella, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked quietly past him as if he hadn't seen a strange man.

But as the black-robed man with the umbrella crossed, among the seven orifices of the demonic man, a trace of faint blue light gushed out, and the breath of the divine soul was like a rumor like a sudden light in the dark night.

That faint blue brilliance, behind the black-robed man holding the umbrella, converged into an image of an old woman with a dull face and a plump body.

The old woman, whose body was translucent and whose whole body exuded a faint blue glow, followed closely the black-robed man with the umbrella, stepped through the cold mist, walked through the main street of the town, and disappeared.

And on the street, the strange man fell to the ground, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, and the slightest fluctuation of consciousness was gone.

Qin Yang leaned against the window, looking at the demonic man below, frowning slightly.

This guy looks dead, as if he has been hooked, but the soul just now is obviously an old woman of the human race, not the monster in front of him who doesn't know what the body is.

Time passed little by little, and after a stick of incense, a trace of vitality appeared on the demonic man's body again, and the fluctuations in consciousness resurfaced.

He got up from the ground, the frost condensed on his body shattered and fell, his face was pale, he looked up at Qin Yang on the second floor, and stretched out his hand to gestur.

"Qin Yang, count you ruthless! I'll see how you get out of here!"

"Then I advise you to leave early, leave quickly, don't play tricks here. Qin Yang smiled and turned his head to look at the inside of the restaurant: "Little Er!"

"What do you command, guest officer?"

Qin Yang took out a stack of silver tickets and slapped them on the table.

"Twelve rooms, for the next thirty days, I'll cover them all, okay?"

"Yes. The stiff smile on the shopkeeper's face seemed to have become more sincere, and he added after receiving the cash ticket: "Do you still want wine, guest officer?" The cook has rested, and now there is only wine. ”

"Ask for a jug of wine. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

Qin Yang drank the wine, glanced down, and raised his glass.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Qin Yang took the wine jug and went to change a room.

The next day, when Qin Yang came out, he saw a strange man sitting at a table of eight immortals, and the wine and food were placed on the table, but no chopsticks were moved.

After seeing Qin Yang, the demonic man stood up, stretched out his hand, and spoke a lot more politely.

"Qin Yang, I have already set up the wine and food, eating and drinking together, and chatting casually?"