On the night of the first autumn, the moon is in the sky.

Yingxian Town, a remote town surrounded by mountains, if it weren't for the official map of Donghai County of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with a mark the size of an ant, I am afraid that not many people would know that there is such a town in this vast area of mountains.

For hundreds of years, the town has had a strange rule, every autumn night, after the townspeople pray for blessings, they will return to their homes and close their doors.

Juxian Building, the largest in Yingxian Town, is also the oldest restaurant, every autumn night, but not like the people in the town to turn off the lights and close the house, but the lights are bright, although there will not be any guests this night, but it is still a great way to accept visitors from all over the world.

Shopkeeper Yu was alone behind the cabinet and banging on the abacus, like the accounts of the first half of the actuarial calculation, such a scene has been like this for decades, and even hundreds of years, every shopkeeper of Juxian Lou is like this, year after year.

The shopkeeper put a teapot on the cabinet, filled the shopkeeper with a cup of tea, then said hello and turned around to go to the backyard to rest.

For the restaurant Yuanqiu night does not rest, like the strange rules of the New Year's Festival, the shopkeeper has long been strange, although I have also heard that the night of Yuanqiu in other places is very lively, but in Yingxian Town, such a night is extremely cold, even cold to loneliness.

And in such a cold and lonely night, the shopkeeper of the restaurant sat alone in the lobby counter, although he was clearing the accounts, but it was like waiting for the guests, the shopkeeper shook his head, and secretly put aside this strange idea that would appear in his mind every year on the night of Yuanqiu.

What kind of guests need to wait for the shopkeeper all night, and still wait every year, and even every shopkeeper has waited like this for hundreds of years, is it really like the old man in the town leaked out of the mouth, every autumn night, there will be immortals gathered in the restaurant, drink?

The shopkeeper didn't believe it.

The restaurant has been running for more than ten years, and he has never seen any guests on the night of Yuanqiu, just waiting for the night, wasting money on lights and oil.

In the empty and bright lobby, in such a silent night, only the crisp sound of the abacus hitting each other remains.

Quietly, a sudden sound of footsteps shattered the crisp rhythm of the abacus.

Shopkeeper Yu's fingers stiffened slightly, then slowly raised his head, looked at the guests in Chenghuang robes, and said with a light smile: "What to drink?" There are still some hundreds of years old elm money wine in the store, which tastes good. ”

The guest looked at the shopkeeper Yu, whose face was not old, but his skin was shriveled, and he was silent for a moment before saying, "Then have a drink, I just haven't drunk wine in hundreds of years." ”

At this time, if the shopkeeper is here, he will definitely pout secretly, wearing the robe of the city god in the middle of the night, you should sing a big opera, you haven't drunk for hundreds of years, and you are blowing nonsense!

Shopkeeper Yu covered the ledger, turned around and took down the dusty old wine jar from the top of the wine cabinet behind him, and then took out a plate of saltwater peanuts from under the cabinet and brought it to the table where the guests were sitting.

Shopkeeper Yu sat opposite the guest, poured wine and said with a smile: "I remember that when you drank wine, you didn't want any delicious delicacies, just this salted peanut, try it, I made it myself." ”

The guest put a saltwater peanut into his mouth, chewed it very carefully and slowly, then swallowed it slowly, took a small sip of the wine glass, put down the wine glass, and did not touch it again.

Shopkeeper Yu watched the movements of the guests and said with a slight smile: "This is probably the first time in hundreds of years that you have enjoyed something other than incense." ”

The guest nodded and said:

"Yes. ”

Shopkeeper Yu smiled and asked, "How does it taste?"

The guest replied honestly: "It doesn't feel like it was back then, it tastes like chewing wax." ”

Shopkeeper Yu also ate a peanut himself, then took a sip of wine, and said with a satisfied smile: "You are no longer a living person, so naturally you can't feel the deliciousness of wine and peanuts." ”

The guest was silent for a moment, and then said with a sigh in his tone, "It feels good to be alive." ”

Shopkeeper Yu put down his wine glass, nodded and said, "Yes, it's good to be alive." ”

The guest said flatly, "But you're going to die soon." ”

Shopkeeper Yu's face was calm, he slowly poured himself a glass of wine, and said: "Everyone in the world will die, no one is an exception, if you come, I will naturally die." ”

The guest sneered, glanced at the direction of the back hall of the restaurant, and said mockingly: "For hundreds of years, the shopkeeper of Juxian Lou has always been taken over by the shopkeeper when he dies, but who knows that in the body of the shopkeeper who took over, there is the soul of the shopkeeper, right, shopkeeper Wen." ”

For this title that changed his surname, Shopkeeper Yu was not surprised, nodded and said: "The method of parasitic rebirth in the secret art of the sect is indeed very powerful, but you may not know that every time this method is parasitic, the soul will be cut once, and after a few times, it will still disappear, there is no way to live forever in the world, I can live until now, just because I killed enough people back then, and the soul I absorbed is enough to support it until now." ”

The guest remembered some bad past events, frowned, and said, "You have harmed so many people, and you deserve to die." ”

Shopkeeper Yu drank wine and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's damned." But I'm curious, I've been waiting for you for hundreds of years, why I'm here today. ”

The guest was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Because this remnant soul of yours is like a mark, if this remnant soul is scattered, you will definitely think of more ways to escape if it is locked inside, rather than being vigilant every day, it is better to let you live under your nose, so that you can also leave a mind inside, and look forward to you going back to save yourself." ”

The words were a bit tongue-twisting, but both of them knew what it meant.

Shopkeeper Yu drank wine and exclaimed: "This is the reason why I can't get out of Yingxian Town? You are really smarter than Kang Yan, but you are also more ruthless." ”

Hearing a familiar name, the guest said slightly angrily: "If it is ruthless, how can I be as good as one ten-thousandth of yours, I knew that you would teach an apprentice like Xu Xingzhou, I shouldn't have left this remnant soul of yours without telling Kang Yan in the first place!"

The guest suddenly raised his palm, and the shiny abacus on the cabinet not far away shook, and then flew into the guest's hand and was put into the big sleeve of the city god's robe.

With the disappearance of this abacus, the shriveled skin of Shopkeeper Yu instantly aged, and the whole person seemed to have entered the ancient rarity in the blink of an eye.

However, Shopkeeper Yu didn't care, his fingers that looked like dead trees were still holding the wine glass, and he smiled flatly: "Apprentice, you also think too highly of Xu Xingzhou, he only got a glimmer of guidance from me that I leaked at will, let him find Kang Yan, it's just a transaction between us, why didn't you come to me after Kang Yan's spirit disappeared?"

The guest did not answer and fell silent.

Shopkeeper Yu said indifferently: "You have affection for me after all." ”

In this case, it is like a bolt from the blue.

When the guests heard this, even if they had been sitting on the throne of the City God for hundreds of years, they were still shocked, and then shouted: "That was once, and now I wish you died early!"

Shopkeeper Yu looked at the angry guest and asked with interest, "Are you so sure that those two young men can wipe out my lord's soul?"

The guest looked coldly at the more and more decayed shopkeeper Yu, took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, and said: "When the young man arrived at the entrance, I had been calculating for a long time, although I don't know the result, but I can clearly know that the last entrance on my body will be broken, I believe you also understand what it means for the entrance to be broken." ”

Shopkeeper Yu looked at the entrance on the table, his whole body was as rotten as rotten wood.

The entrance was originally condensed by Kang Yan and Jiang Mo extracting his soul, similar to the soul-holding lamps lit in the ancestral halls of other major sects, and the lights go out when people die.

And if Wen Xia dies, the entrance will be broken.

In the silence of the two of them, the entrance on the table suddenly cracked a pattern from the center, and then continued to spread with this pattern until it was covered with a whole piece of jade.

A cool breeze blew from the mountains outside the town, through the windows of the restaurant, and across the table.

The withered body of the shopkeeper Yu was blown by this gust of wind, and countless smoke and dust were picked up by the wind, turning into ashes and disappearing in front of the guests' eyes.

The guests sat at the wine table until dawn.

In the silent and dark hall, there was a sudden sound of pain.

Ning Baifeng had a splitting headache and struggled to sit up straight, but he still couldn't bear the pain in his body and the tingling sensation in his mind, and lay down on the ground in vain.

Looking at the dark hall with his eyes open, his chest heaving and heaving.

It wasn't until a long time later, when the pain in his body gradually disappeared, and there was no longer a pinprick-like stinging pain in his mind, that he slowly got up and sat in a daze among the piles of bones, but he couldn't remember what had happened.

The hall is still gloomy and dark, and the bone mountains that were originally piled up together have long been scattered all over the ground, as if they have passed through a storm, and the high platform has long been empty, only the big ding not far from the side is still there.

Next to his right hand, Dong Yu was still asleep, not knowing when he would wake up.

Then, his clogged mind cleared up, and he remembered everything.

Ning Baifeng immediately turned over to Dong Yu's side, raised his hand and put it on Dong Yu's forehead, and after confirming that the person was not dead, he sat down on the ground again, his eyes were complicated.

Consciousness fights to the end, and the strange man wants to burn his soul and intends to die with Dongyu.

Ning Baifeng had to disrupt the rhythm of writing the sword intent, and forcibly wrote out all the sword intent, especially the four words 'Sword Chaotianque' at the end, each stroke was like a long nail in Ning Baifeng's brain, and the pain was abnormal.

In the end, the strange man's soul was all scattered, and then it was devoured by Dongyu, and Ning Baifeng couldn't bear to faint after writing the sword cliff stone carving.

The next three realms forcibly used the sword intent of the sea to act, and it was really reluctant.

On the contrary, it was Dong Yu, who was blessed by misfortune this time, and the already slightly weaker soul was fed by the strange man and made up for the last bit of defect in his body.

Before Ning Baifeng fainted, he had already felt that Dong Yu had broken through the realm and officially entered the Gate of Mystery.

It's just that Dong Yu is still asleep at this time, and it seems a little abnormal.

At this time, Ning Baifeng still had a feeling of weakness in his mind, and there was no way to investigate it properly, so he could only wait for Dong Yu to wake up by himself.

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