Lu Xingyun didn't refuse again. Anyway, it's noon, so how to eat is not to eat. Lu Xingyun didn't mind if the proprietress invited him to dinner. Sooner or later, it will be contacted, so why not be earlier.

Night, in the blink of an eye.

The night was unusually quiet. Perhaps because of Cloudfog itself, the moonlight was also cold and gloomy.

Lu Xingyun was sitting in the room at this time, drinking a little tea. Lu Xingyun is waiting. Because Lu Xingyun found that the proprietress was a little anxious, although she tried her best to cover it up.

"Tonight, she might make a move!" Lu Xingyun thought to himself.

At this time, in another place. In a secret room in the inn, what is said to be a secret room is actually a secret compartment behind a wardrobe. Here, there are three people, two men and one woman.

It's not surprising that the woman is the hostess. But the other two people are surprised. One is the middle-aged cripple who disappeared in Cloud Town, and the other is Ah Xiang, the guy in the inn.

The proprietress was still fiddling with the blood-red rose handkerchief as always, but her face was a little serious, and she didn't have the coquettish spirit she had before. The middle-aged lame man held a wine jug in his hand, and in the pale light, the scar on the lame man's face from his left eye to his right chin looked even more hideous.

Ah Xiang, still that Ah Xiang. What is even more surprising is not Ah Xiang. Rather, he sat first.

It seems that these three people not only know each other, but also act like an organization, and the boss of this organization is Ah Xiang.

An inconspicuous fellow, Ah Xiang. This is indeed the best way to disguise your identity. Who would have thought of it!

Dark, except for silence and silence.

Only the burning half-cut candle was dancing with a pale flame, as if to prove that there was someone inside.

Ah Xiang didn't move. He just sat there, staring at the two people in front of him.

The proprietress still opened her mouth first, and there was more respect in her tone, "Lu Xingyun is just different." It seems that we still underestimated him. The proprietress said.

After a while, Ah Xiang, who was sitting in the first place, spoke, "Erniang." You're still in a bit of a hurry today. I think Lu Xingyun's cleverness should have noticed you. The voice was not the low-pitched of the fellow, but a deep, majestic tone mixed with a hint of reproach and warning.

The cripple didn't speak, keeping his head down and staring at the flask in his hand. seems to be very afraid of this Ah Xiang.

"Dong Shan, it's up to you to report the news to the third master tonight!" Ah Xiang said lightly.

"Yes. Dong Shan said categorically, simply like him.

"Come to think of it, Lu Xingyun didn't know about your existence. Your stalking skills are second to none in the world. The rivers and lakes only know that you are a person. But who would have thought that Dong Shan, who was famous for "tracking for thousands of miles, following him like a shadow", was a cripple!" "I believe you can handle this well." Ah Xiang looked at the lame Dong Shan and said.

"What's more, Erniang has stayed here recently, don't make a mistake like today. Otherwise, you know the consequences. Ah Xiang said coldly.

Wait until Ah Xiang finishes saying this. The proprietress suddenly turned as white as the candlelight on the table, and her left hand, which was holding the blood-colored rose handkerchief, was trembling. Presumably, the consequences of what Ah Xiang said should be quite terrible.

"You all go out! Tonight, Lu Xingyun will be there for me to do it myself. Ah Xiang said unhurriedly.

The proprietress and the lame Dong Shan hurriedly reported to Ah Xiang, and Ah Xiang moved and instructed them to leave.

I saw the proprietress turn the candlestick of the burning half-cut candle to the left and then to the right. There was a creak, and the door to the dark compartment opened.

The proprietress and the lame Dong Shan walked out quickly. While the proprietress and Dong Shan went out, the secret grid was slowly closed again.

The proprietress let out a long sigh. His face was also slightly ruddy.

The lame Dong Shan left in a hurry without saying hello to the proprietress. It's like they've never seen each other.

At this time, Lu Xingyun was still waiting.

At this point, it was still a quarter of an hour before midnight.

"Am I wrong? Lu Xingyun was puzzled. But at this moment...