The two talked, and the leader clasped his fists and thanked Yu, he turned around and ordered a knifeman to check in the inn.

"Chief, two dead, cut in half, presumably two-handed swords......" The short knifeman whispered in front of the leading man.

"How, do you want to go out of the city or not out of the city?" the group whispered.

"What's the alarm?" the leader heard the discussion of the convoy and immediately reprimanded. He looked at the people in the team and drank: "Lao Liu and Lao Li are both injured, if they don't delay for a day, they probably won't be able to survive." If it rains hard outside, a few of us will choke!"

The men in the convoy looked at the two men lying in the carriage and closed their mouths. Seeing this, the leading man directly ordered: "Stay here tonight, won't two old men die, and one by one they will live as if they have no eggs." After he finished speaking, he strode directly into the inn.

Someone took the lead, and others hurriedly led the horses and dragged the cart into the inn and the small courtyard on the side.

Yu Dao stood aside and watched quietly.

The convoy has a total of three big cars, two board cars, and a number of seventeen people, all of whom are sturdy men, with force on their bodies, and five of them have directly practiced their strength, and when they join their hands, even ordinary little monsters are not afraid.

After they settled in the inn, they sent people to check the surroundings, and immediately noticed the strangeness of the city. At this moment, the leader's face was not good-looking, but he didn't show it, and just asked the people in the team to prepare the meal.

When it was time to cook in the afternoon, the people in the convoy did not invite Yu Dao, but asked people to bring a bowl of rice to Yu Dao to send it over to form a good fate.

In this way, the group spent a day in the inn.

As night came, the sky was cloudy again, and rain was falling, but it was still light, not as heavy as last night.

However, this made the atmosphere in the inn even more dull, and more than a dozen people seemed to be holding their breath, and their hearts were panicking.

Someone couldn't hold it back and whispered: "It's raining in Laoshizi again, fortunately I didn't go out of the city, otherwise I would have been drenched in soup again." ”

"This city is so fucking gloomy, all of them look like leprosy ghosts, and they can't buy some tarpaulins!" a young knife man complained quietly.

A bonfire was lit in the center of the inn, and the red and yellow flames fluttered, dispelling the cold in the inn.

Yu Dao was leaning against the railing on the second floor, looking at the people downstairs.

"Chief, the Taoist priest is watching from upstairs. An old swordsman leaned into the ear of the leading man.

"I think this Taoist priest is also a little weird, maybe the two people in the inn were killed by him. ”

Hearing the other person's words, the leading man immediately frowned, he glanced at Yu Dao, and scolded in a low voice: "Don't talk about it, the two corpses were cut off by someone with a knife, if you want to do this, you must at least practice strength." ”

"Today we take turns keeping vigils, everyone be vigilant, and we will leave tomorrow at dawn. He paused, and then said, "We will be able to return to the village in three days at most, everyone work hard!"

"Yes. ”...... The group responded.

Yu Dao stood upstairs and saw that the people below were resting in batches, they formed a circle, and they were directly on the floor next to the fire, and no one wanted to go upstairs to rest. This group of people was obviously a little wary of Yu Dao, but Yu Dao didn't care.

He raised his head, looked at the darkness outside the window, and thought: "The people in the city are all lacking in yang energy, and there are more than a dozen men with strong blood here, presumably the monsters will not let go of these people." ”

He pondered for a moment, then turned and walked back to the guest room. Yu Dao had already warned these people, and he did his best to be kind, and then he watched coldly, so as to peek into the reality of the monster.

As the night deepened, the wind outside the inn flickered loud and small, but the rain slowly stopped. After the clouds were blown away, a bright moon appeared on the top of the town. The moonlight poured into the ground, adding a touch of chill to the city.

Yu Dao was reading a book with a white candle when he suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.

At some point, the people on the street opened their doors as if they were greeting something. The people in the convoy lived on the first floor, but they didn't notice it.

Yu Dao put down the book in his hand, paced to the window, and stared outside. When the white cat saw him get up, he also jumped up from the table and squatted on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the streets, and the wind swept through the streets, as if the moonlight had blown it.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen white figures appeared in the middle of the street.

The figures are all graceful, looking weak and boneless, and their faces are covered with moonlight, white as frost and snow. Their facial features are also upright, although they are not beautiful, but they cover up all the ugliness with white, and they are already called gorgeous.

The group of women who suddenly appeared scattered with each other, each looking for someone's house, and walked into the courtyard without touching the ground. As if sensing something, the three women looked up in the direction of the inn together, and then floated towards the inn.

When Yu Dao saw this scene, interest rose in his eyes. This group of women in white did not touch the ground, and their bodies were full of yin qi, and they were obviously ghosts.

"It seems that it is this group of female ghosts who are absorbing yang energy. Yu Dao thought in his heart, "But it's not sure yet, let's take a closer look." ”

The three female ghosts wandered in front of the inn, allowing Yu Dao to see his face clearly. The expressions of these three female ghosts were a little dull, and their eyes were blank, not at all like Nie Xiaozhuo and other female ghosts that Yu Dao had seen before.

They floated to the door of the inn and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

"There's movement!" the night watchman whispered.

The three swordsmen glanced at each other, two people stepped forward and stood on both sides of the door, and then one in the middle asked the door: "Who is knocking on the door?"

There was no answer outside the door, just a knock on the door.

The swordsman asked a few more times, and immediately knew that his people might have encountered something unclean, so they hurriedly called the leader up.

After a while, all but two of the wounded in the convoy woke up. These people are quite experienced, and when they woke up, they didn't say a word, just silently tied the strap, and then pulled out the blade they carried with them.

The leading man walked to the door of the inn and frowned at the wooden door, not knowing whether to open it or not.

The knock on the door continued, but just as the leader was about to speak, the knock stopped.

The crowd was alert, their bodies tensed, and they clutched the long knives in their hands. Several of these samurai were ready to slit their palms and smear blood on their steel swords.

The confrontation lasted for a long time, and there was no movement outside the door. The leading man gritted his teeth and drank directly: "Open the door!"

When the swordsman at the door heard this, he quietly walked to the door, put his hand on the handle, and they took a breath and slammed the wooden door together, opening a large door completely.

The sight on the street immediately appeared in everyone's eyes.

There was no one outside the door, only the cold wind blowing, a cold scene.

The people in the convoy felt the hairs on their bodies stand on end, and their hearts shivered. But the expression on the leader's face did not change, and he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and found that the street was indeed empty.

"Close!" the inn door was slammed shut again.

"Little demon little ghost!" said the leading man with a sneer. He waved his hand and said casually: "Half of the people continue to rest, and half of them keep vigil." ”

"Yes. When the people around him saw that he was calm, their hearts were relieved.

At this time, Yu Dao stood on the second floor, looking at this scene with a smile.

I saw three white shadows standing behind the leading man, staring at the back of his head in a daze......