After an autumn rain, the temperature in this Eastern European town suddenly dropped, from the original 20 degrees Celsius to only a few degrees, and the townspeople hid home early to roast the fire, only tourists in twos and threes, still wandering the streets.

The town is called Hetez, and it is located more than 100 kilometers northeast of Budapest, the capital of Hungary, not far from the town, in the Carpathian Mountains.

The town has beautiful scenery and has the largest hot spring lake in the Europa continent, rich in various minerals, which is the most suitable for people to recuperate, so every tourist season, there are countless tourists who come here to soak in the hot springs, often in a one-room situation.

Fortunately, it was already off-season, otherwise, it would have been difficult for Ponche to find a good hotel.

Walking along the cobbled path, Ponsie walked step by step to the "Villa Pirosca", a private inn with a small size, only a dozen rooms, and a very secluded place, just right for his quiet character.

Ten days ago, he had come to this town, and every morning he set out to the Carpathian Mountains to find the entrance to the secret castle, and returned to the town in the evening to rest.

The situation in the secret realm of the ancient castle was even more strange than what the seniors of the Shangqing Sect had said, and all the thirteen entrances that the reverse scale had previously mastered had disappeared, and there was no trace of supernatural power at all.

He spent more than ten days here, but he found nothing, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, if it weren't for the feeling of being watched by someone in his subconscious, he couldn't help but exert his Jindan power, flew over the Carpathian Mountains, and scanned the entire mountain range with his divine sense.

Ever since he came here, he felt that someone was spying on him, of course, maybe it wasn't a real person, or any other creature, but some kind of instrument, maybe it was a satellite in the sky, otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped his divine scanning.

After several fruitless searches, he reported the situation to the Scales Headquarters, asking if he could cancel the mission and return to the headquarters for the time being.

The reply given by the headquarters was to let him continue to hold on until the recent full moon night, and if the secret realm exit has not been opened by then, it is not too late to come back, because according to the news of the Shangqing faction, the owner of the ancient castle has an extraordinary worship of the moon, and every full moon night, the entire ancient castle will undergo some strange changes.

Pang Xie had no choice but to continue to wait, but fortunately, there were only three or four days left before the night of the full moon, and it was over after a while.

The reason why he was so anxious and wanted to go back early was because after he stayed in Luojia Cave Heaven for a long time, he was no longer very suitable for the level of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the outside world, and after leaving Luojia Cave Heaven, he was like a fish leaving the water, and he even felt unable to breathe.

It was only now that he finally understood why for hundreds of years, the masters above the Spirit Immortals had almost never walked in the world, and he also understood why the King of Inspiration had told him that it was best not to cultivate into an Earth Immortal, otherwise, it would be difficult to leave the Luojia Cave Heaven.

The town is not big and the road is not long.

A few minutes later, Ponsie came to the door of Villa Pirosca, pushed the door and walked in.

The hotel has only three floors, and the first floor is both a reception hall and a dining room, and it is the time to eat, and the backpackers are eating dinner quietly.

"Hungarian foie gras, chicken with hot sauce, beef stew, roast goose leg and Dobosch cake, all five servings, plus two bottles of bull's blood. Pouchie said proficiently in English.

He learned English when he was in class at Nanzhao University, and although he didn't study it for a long time and had difficulty reading the literature, he had no problem with the conversation, and in fact, one of the reasons he chose this hotel was because there were not many people in this town who knew English, and the owner of this shop was one of them.

The few items he ordered were local specialties, and the last bull's blood was a Hungarian red wine.

The chef of this hotel is good, and the taste is just right for his taste, so he asked for a few more tastings, anyway, this trip is out of tolerance, all the expenses are paid by the reverse scale, and there is no need to save money.

......

After more than ten minutes, all the dishes have been served, and a large table is full, attracting the attention of the surrounding tourists.

Pang Xie didn't notice it, Shi Shiran asked for a pair of chopsticks, accompanied by melodious Hungarian dulcimer music, and chewed it openly.

"What an appetite!" said the white-haired innkeeper, looking at him from afar, and couldn't help but envy.

On the first day, when he found out that Ponche wanted so much, he thought that this man was either crazy or extravagant prodigal, but when he saw Ponsie swallow it all, he felt that he was seeing God.

As he ages, his appetite is far less good than when he was young, and seeing Pang Xie's appetite, he is more envious than others.

Crash!

Just as the backpackers and tourists in the hotel were eating quietly, the door of the hotel was suddenly pushed open, and Pang Xie looked up and saw three outsiders walking in from outside.

The reason why he could tell that these were three outsiders was because these three people did not match the local temperament and clothing at all.

At the front was a white man with short brown hair, a sturdy figure with sharp eyes, wearing a dark gray cargo jacket, who looked to be in his thirties, with a vicissitudes of life, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and a cynical smile.

Behind him was a long-haired white man, handsome and cool, tall, the type of dream lover of many girls, with no smile on his cold face, and his vigilant eyes kept sweeping around, looking a little like the brother who walked in front, and it looked like a brother.

Walking at the end was a young girl, very tall, more than 1.7 meters, very slender, her eyes were a little distracted, with thick dark circles on her eyes, she looked like she hadn't slept well for a long time, and most importantly, she had long black hair and the face of an oriental woman.

To tell the truth, it was when Pang Xie saw this girl that he judged that these three people were outsiders.

"Hey, boss, get the menu!" the short-haired white man said briskly to the front of the bar, smiling at the innkeeper, a mouthful of standard American English.

"Menu?" the innkeeper frowned, flipped through the bar, and handed him a crumpled piece of paper.

As a small hotel, the food that can be cooked is actually very limited, there is no such rarity as a menu, and it is the owner's own private recipe that is handed to him, in fact, as a small town deep in the continent of Europa, the official language here is Hungarian, and not many people know English, and the people here usually learn the language of the Frankish Empire or the German Confederation not far away.

"By the way, do we have a guide here? We want to go around the Carpathians, and we want someone to lead the way. After the short-haired white man took the menu, he was not in a hurry to order, but talked to the boss.

"Do you know Hungarian?" asked the boss.

"I don't understand. ”

"Do you know German, or Frankish?"

"I don't understand. ”

"That's gone. The innkeeper shook his head and said, "We rarely have people from the Mesot Federation here. ”

"Can we think of another way? Or we can bring a dictionary. The short-haired white man said.

"No tour guide will take this kind of business. ”

The innkeeper shook his head, suddenly remembered something, pointed to Pang Xie not far away, and said: "You may be able to look for him, he is from Huaguo, and he has been wandering around the Carpathians recently, maybe he can be your guide, but you better hurry up, I think he is about to finish eating." ”

The short-haired white man's eyes lit up, and he was also in a hurry to order, and with the crumpled menu, he walked quickly to Ponsei's table, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Brother, Dean Winchester, get to know me!"