But the Nine Heavenly Tribulations aren't just for fun, what if...... It's just that if Qi Wu didn't survive, then he killed her with his own hands..........

Murong Jingyi simply sat on the ground, pulled a dog's tail grass, and shook it left and right, it was really a head and two big.

After sitting for about an hour, Murong Jingyi slowly flew towards the boat, there was a city not far in front of him, but it looked a little depressed.

"Where have you just been?" Feng Qiwu had already woken up, and the fever had subsided, but his cheeks were still flushed.

"Internal urgency"

Feng Qiwu looked at him with disdain, and Murong Jingyi was suddenly unhappy, "You asked me."

Su Qinghan stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the city from afar, ignoring the two.

The city was surrounded by a fog, and it seemed to have demonic energy, but it was very faint.

"Why don't we go to the next place to settle down, I think this place is a little weird" Su Qinghan walked into the cabin and sat beside the girl.

"I look good," the girl poked her head out, looked around, and found nothing wrong.

"Let's go to the next place."

"Oh, Master, I've been floating on the boat for several days, and if I don't go down and walk, my bones will almost fall apart," Feng Qiwu pulled the man's sleeve and said a little coquettishly.

"Okay" Su Qinghan couldn't help her, so he could only agree.

"But Qi'er, you can't be too far away from me"

"Well, Master, don't worry, I'll follow you closely"

The girl looked up her innocent little face, but a hint of an intriguing smile flashed in her eyes.

Half an hour later, the three of them finally came ashore.

Feng Qiwu thumped his legs, twisted his waist, and walked in front after moving his limbs.

The city gate was wantonly wide open and unguarded, Feng Qiwu twisted his eyebrows and felt a little strange, but then he thought about it, maybe the customs of each place were different.

swaggered in, which was very different from the prosperity of Lin'an.

The stalls fell crookedly to the ground, and the shops, inns, and restaurants were not seen.

Feng Qiwu squatted down and picked up a piece of white paper, glanced at it, and threw it out suddenly, how could there be so many dark papers on the street in the blue sky and white days?

Goosebumps suddenly rose all over my body.

After walking a few steps forward, I saw only a few people standing sporadically on the street not far away, in the middle of the street were four people carrying coffins, some people were crying and mourning in front, and some people were blowing suona in the back and moving forward slowly.

"It's really unfortunate that we came, we met someone who was mourned," Murong Jingyi said helplessly.

When he was about to pass by, Feng Qiwu hurriedly pulled the two men aside, "Be careful, don't get bad luck"

"It's really unlucky, as soon as I enter the city, I meet someone else for a funeral, and I have to find a brazier to cross Ming'er," Feng Qiwu said to himself.

Murong Jingyi saw two ghosts in front of him, one black and one white, pulling a person, that person desperately wanted to get rid of it, wanted to return to the coffin, kept talking about something, knelt down as he spoke, and kept kowtowing to black and white impermanence.

But what kind of "person" is black and white impermanence? Do you want to go back to the ghost you have in your hand? It's just a fool's dream.

Black and white impermanence obviously saw him, because he was in the yang world, and he was on official business, so it was inconvenient to delay more, so he nodded politely to Murong Jingyi, drove the way back to the underworld, and left.

As soon as those people left, the whole street was deserted, most of the inns were not opened, and the three of them walked for a long time, and when they passed a street corner, they saw a crooked signboard that said Yuelai Inn.

Fengqi Wujing walked in, the lobby was empty, and he didn't see Xiao Er come to entertain him.

"Anyone?" Feng Qiwu shouted.

The inn was empty, no one responded, and they could hear their own echoes.

"Is there anyone?" Feng Qiwu shouted loudly at this time.

The shopkeeper who was sleeping on the back table woke up suddenly, wiped the harai zi that flowed to his mouth with his cuffs, and threw the rag on his shoulder, "Someone, someone, is the guest officer sharpening or staying in the hotel?"

"Stay"

The shopkeeper immediately burst into flames when he heard it, and it hasn't been open for more than half a year, and today it's finally a guest.

The shopkeeper looked up and down, "The three are not locals, are they?"

"Came out to play, happened to pass by"

"The shopkeeper has three upper rooms," Murong Jingyi looked like a noble son, and said very boldly.

"Three guest officers upstairs, please" The shopkeeper's hand stretched out, his waist was slightly bent, he looked rich, and the flesh on his face was about to wrinkle together when he smiled, but it looked quite kind.

"The inn is quite clean" Feng Qiwu entered the room and touched it with his hand, there was no dust, threw the burden on the table, and the whole person lay on the bed, which was quite comfortable, and he hadn't slept in a big bed for a long time.

In an instant, Feng Qiwu felt a demonic aura approaching him, turned over suddenly, got up from the bed, and happened to knock on the door.

The girl immediately hid behind the door, "Who?"

"It's me, bring tea to the guest officer" is the voice of the shopkeeper.

The body that collapsed into a string suddenly relaxed, opened the door and took the tea in the shopkeeper's hand, and said very politely, "There is a labor shopkeeper to prepare some meals"

"Okay, what do you like to eat?"

"Whatever, take all of your features"

"Okay, I'll go get ready right away"

The shopkeeper's fart went downstairs and said, "Rich, rich............"

Feng Qiwu closed the door, and sat at the table, his face suddenly sank.

Since his memory has recovered a little, he seems to have spiritual power, and when he looks down at his hands, he can already condense his breath.

Not only that, but even his hearing is several times that of ordinary people, and he heard the conversation between Murong Jingyi and that person clearly this morning.

Do you end the tribulation ahead of schedule? You immortals are so capable.

A wicked smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, "When I find the Heavenly Demon Stone, I will ask you all to go and bury them."

Yawning, Feng Qiwu simply went to bed and fell asleep.

It was already dark outside, there was no moon, it was pitch black, only a lantern hung at the door of the inn, the light was very faint, and it flickered with the wind, as if it was going to be extinguished in the next moment.

In her sleep, Feng Qiwu seemed to smell a burst of rice, her stomach kept gurgling, and her throat was also very dry.

Got up from the bed, half-squinted, yawning as he went downstairs, apparently not yet awake.

Su Qinghan and Murong Jingyi were waiting at the table early, and the girl's eyes widened when she saw a table of sumptuous dishes, and her saliva was about to reach her mouth.

After sitting down, he unceremoniously sandwiched a chicken leg for himself and gnawed it regardless of the image.

Unexpectedly, he was choked and coughed constantly, Murong Jingyi saw this and hurriedly handed over the cup, "Eat slowly, drink saliva"

Feng Qiwu took the cup, and the water in the cup faintly smelled of medicine, "What kind of water is this?

"This ...... This is..... It is the special water here, called Zhucha" Murong Jingyi turned his face away, and it was difficult to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"We are the most famous pineapple tea here," the shopkeeper served the last dish, "The dishes are complete, the three guest officers, please use it slowly"

"Then how about this tea, isn't it good?" Feng Qiwu asked innocently while holding the tea.

"I haven't heard of this tea," the shopkeeper was in trouble for a while, and he had lived here for decades and had never heard of this tea.

Murong Jingyi saw that he was about to reveal his stuffing, and immediately played a round game, "When I was a child, my father brought me here, and I drank it at a farmer's house, and we were told that it was called Zhucha, maybe it was too long, so I changed my name."

"Oh, most of our farmers here are good tea growers," said the shopkeeper in surprise.

"Yes..... Yes, the fried tea is also very delicious, okay, shopkeeper, you go and get busy first, we will call you if you have something" Murong Jingyi covered his face with his hand, and moved to Su Qinghan's side uncomfortably.

"Okay, three guest officers, please use it slowly"

Fine sweat was already pouring out of Murong Jingyi's forehead, and the whole person was nervous, and he didn't dare to look directly into Feng Qiwu's eyes.

The girl put the teacup aside, "I don't like the taste of this tea"

"If you don't like it, don't drink it, eat more vegetables" Su Qinghan sandwiched another chicken leg for the girl, and looked at Murong Jingyi thoughtfully, not knowing what he was doing just now.

"Master, you should also eat more, you have lost a little weight in the past few days"

No one spoke during the banquet, and the silence lasted for about a quarter of an hour.

Feng Qiwu suddenly asked, "Murong Jingyi, you just said that you came here with your father when you were young, so you must be familiar with this place, take us around tomorrow."

As soon as the dish was clipped, Duang's dropped "Ah.......... I..... I also came with my father when I was younger, and after so long, most of them have changed."

"There's nothing to shop in Jinzhou," the shopkeeper sitting on the side sighed and said slowly.

"Why?"

The shopkeeper sat down at the table next to them, "I guess the three of them saw it when they entered the city today, and five people have died this month."

"I did feel a little strange when I entered the city today, most of the shops in the blue sky and day were not open, and there were not a few people" Feng Qiwu nodded.

"Now it's not an exaggeration to say that this Jinzhou City is an empty city"

"Why?"

"Since half a year ago, the carpenter next door Lao Zhang came back from cutting firewood and died violently, and a person will die in this city every once in a while," the shopkeeper said in a low voice, with a somewhat frightened face.

"What's even more bizarre is that they will turn into white bones the day after death"

"Didn't you report to the government?" Feng Qiwu put his hands on his chest and looked around from time to time.

"It's useless, the prefect is a clean official, and for the sake of us people, he immediately started to investigate, but on the fifth day, the prefect also died, and the next day it also turned into white bones, which caused everyone in Jinzhou City to panic, and everyone who should have left left, leaving only some who either do not believe in evil, or some old people, women and children."

Feng Qiwu leaned back, the hairs on his body stood on end, and goosebumps rose, "That....... Then why don't you leave?"

"Alas" The shopkeeper patted his thigh and looked at the inn, "This is the inheritance left by the ancestors, and it can't be thrown away."

"But it's more important to save your life, keep the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood"

The shopkeeper stopped talking, got up and walked towards the backyard, and halfway through, he turned back again, "Remember, the doors and windows should be closed at night, and don't go out"

"Good...... Good...... Thank you, shopkeeper," Feng Qiwu replied tremblingly.