The two of them walked slowly for a while, and suddenly turned white, and then there was a click, which turned out to be a thunderbolt. Qin Mutian looked at the night sky as black as ink and said, "It seems that it is going to rain." Yun'er, let's go!"

As soon as he walked out of more than two miles, Qin Hongyun felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a drop of rain the size of a bean fell on his neck. When he was a teenager, he wandered in the rivers and lakes, drenched in heavy rain at dusk, and stayed in the ancient temple at night, which was an ordinary thing, and he didn't care much at this time, but when he saw his father galloping on his horse, he had to follow with the horse.

After a while, Qin Mutian saw two fires not far away, and knew that it was a deserted village shop, and said to Qin Hongyun: "Yun'er, there is an inn in front, let's go and take a rest." When it rains heavily, the man will not be in a hurry. ”

Qin Hongyun nodded, and then galloped towards the inn, the horses he rode were all good horses in a hundred, and the distance of dozens of zhang was in a blink of an eye.

The inn is made of green bamboo, quite elegant, there are a few tables at the door, which are also spotless, and there is a big wine flag hanging above the table, which is displayed in the wind.

Qin Hongyun couldn't imagine that there was such an elegant place in the suburbs where there was no village in front of him and no store in the back, so he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and immediately turned over and dismounted and walked to the inn. Qin Mutian frowned, pulled him from behind, and said, "Yun'er, this shop is too new and exquisite, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary place!"

Qin Hongyun was smart, hearing him say this, he immediately understood, and was about to speak, when another lightning bolt struck, and in an instant, the raindrops the size of soybeans were sprinkled like a torrent.

Qin Hongyun said: "Since the heavens are not beautiful, our father and son can only sleep in the tiger's mouth at night, but the tiger had better not bite people, otherwise we will have to take his life!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the store, Qin Mutian was behind him, looking worried, frowning slightly, thinking: Hey, Yun'er has been carried away by hatred, so murderous and aggressive, how can he be a hero?

Qin Hongyun walked around the store and didn't find anything unusual, but the strange thing was that no one stepped forward to greet him, so he kept an eye on it and shouted, "Is there anyone?"

"Tip or stay?"

Qin Hongyun's voice fell, and the store fell silent again, and suddenly, a gloomy voice suddenly came out.

Qin Mutian and his son glanced at each other, and then they all looked at the place where the voice came from, it was the counter behind the store, there was no one when Qin Hongyun came in, but at this time, there was no one standing.

The man was in the shadows, and Qin Hongyun couldn't see his face clearly, only vaguely felt that this person was tall and thin, but his face was as white as paper, like a hanged ghost who had just fallen off a rope.

Qin Mutian had a cautious personality, he didn't notice him just now, he just said that he was an unborn master, and he was worried that he would suddenly make trouble, so he stepped forward to protect Qin Hongyun, and then smiled: "We live in the hotel." ”

The man unhurriedly took out a candle from under the counter and lit it, then took it in one hand and protected the candle flame with the other, walked out slowly, glanced at the two of them, and said in a strange manner: "The guest rooms are on the second floor, please take care of yourself! If you need food, just call me!"

"No, we have dry food. Qin Mutian smelled that there was a smell of earth on that person's body, where did he dare to eat their things, so he immediately pushed it off, and then took Qin Hongyun to the second floor, and the person watched them in the dim candle flame, not moving.

Walking to the door of the second floor, Qin Hongyun suddenly couldn't even hear his breathing, he had never believed in ghosts and gods, so he wanted to turn around to look, but Qin Mutian stopped him in time and shook his head at him slightly.

The two of them each chose a room to rest. Qin Hongyun entered the room, didn't light a candle, and fell directly on the bed, but he couldn't sleep anyway, thinking of the strange-looking person, he inexplicably felt a smell of danger, and unconsciously put the sword on his chest.

But he never thought of who that person was, there were not many people in the rivers and lakes who could make him feel dangerous, no more than ten, but these ten people were either the heads of the famous and shocking side, or a generation of grandmasters, there was no reason to come to this deserted village to open a shop, let alone dress up like a hanged ghost.

Gradually, the rain became heavier, crackling on the tiles, which was originally very beautiful, but to Qin Hongyun's ears, it only increased the annoyance. Suddenly, he noticed that the sound of rain seemed to be mixed with other sounds. He sat up suddenly, staring and carefully distinguishing it, and found that it was actually a very familiar sound, just like the sound made by Qin Bo when he was digging the ground.

He got up from the bed, his eyes shining in the darkness, and thought to himself, "This must have something to do with the strange man!"

He seemed to think it was too troublesome to take the stairs, and he actually flipped over one by one, but he was really good, not only was his movements handsome and chic, but he didn't make any sound when he landed, even a civet with fleshy palms couldn't do that.

Qin Hongyun remembered that the strange man had been staying in front of the counter just now, and couldn't help but be suspicious, so he walked over there in the dark. However, when he arrived, the sound stopped abruptly, and he froze in place for a moment, at a loss.

Between his breaths, he had come to his senses, and hurriedly took the flint from his bosom, wanting to light the candle before making a decision. At this moment, suddenly there was a bright snow, and a flash of lightning bloomed in front of the store. Everything behind the counter was under Qin Hongyun's eyes, Qin Hongyun smiled unconsciously, and said in his heart: No wonder he is so elusive, it turns out that he belongs to a rat and can make holes!

Then he frowned again and muttered, "Is there really such a stupid person in the world who enters the tunnel and forgets to close the door?" or is this a trick to invite you into the urn?" he thought, tightened the sword in his hand, then copied the candle with his right hand, and deftly burrowed into the tunnel. The tunnel was zigzag-shaped, seemingly freshly excavated, and filled with a strong earthy smell.

The rain was pouring down outside, and the tunnel was muddy, Qin Hongyun walked shallow with one foot at a time, and in a short time he changed from a handsome white-clothed boy to a yellow loach covered in stains.

After walking for a long time, the color of the soil had changed from yellow to black, and the rain had begun to decrease, but the candle flame in Qin Hongyun's hand began to shake, as if there was an invisible person beside him, blowing on the candle. A bad feeling rose in his heart, as if he could go to hell if he kept walking.

But before he reached hell, he saw a man, and although the man only showed half of his stained body, he could still see that the material of the man's clothes was extremely exquisite. Suddenly, he said "Ahh

Thinking about it, he tiptoed over, then slowly reached out and patted him on the shoulder.