In the next half month, the days passed peacefully.

The large inn on the land of thousands of people was built rapidly, and there were no outsiders passing by at all except for the workers who were asked to be replaced by Bing Sanzhang on Baihu Gang. The life force value continued slowly, and it also rose to a new height of five hundred for a while.

After that, the reinforcement not only increased the activity radius to five kilometers, but also finally covered the entire mountain where the inn was located.

Now, as long as the body growth after the first cell evolution is completed, the second cell evolution can be performed.

After several experiments, the weapon used by Bing Sanzhang himself finally changed from a stupid black mace to a long sword.

According to the special properties of the porcelain exchanged in the store, the thin layers superimposed by the pyramid structure are not only not inferior to steel in terms of hardness and toughness, but also superior in sharpness, and the length is exaggerated to three meters.

Although Bing Sanzhang is not very good at playing with such a long knife, as a saint who has been nurtured by His Royal Highness Sephiroth in Final Fantasy, it is already a great happiness to have such a long sword.

At least the knife drawing technique that I practiced boringly when I was a child can now be played again.

Every time he encounters a moonlit night, Bing Sanzhang will stand on the branch with a long knife to admire the moon, that faint forced, coquettish posture, no matter what others think, anyway, he always let himself revel in it, and he can't stop.

The old ghost and the others were puzzled, and discussed for several nights, but they didn't understand what the shopkeeper was crazy about.

With the erection of the last flagpole of the big inn, this month-long project of 1,000 people was finally completed. Liu Hei threw all the finishing work below, and as soon as he got the silver, he fled for his life.

In fact, he is not to blame, although after Niu Gensheng left, he was the most idle. Being targeted milked, of course, is uncomfortable.

The rest of the workers obviously had lingering palpitations about Baihugang, and no one dragged it, so they casually picked up the tools and left without looking back.

The newly built inn spans both sides of the creek and covers an area of about four or five thousand square meters.

With the creek as the natural dividing line, in front of it is the main inn, which is divided into two floors, and the area is not small. The whole is surrounded by a fence, and the safety performance has been improved a lot.

The layout of the room is relatively reasonable, the kitchen on the first floor is connected to the hall with a food window, which can quickly supply the meals of sixteen tables of guests on the first floor, and the second floor is mainly divided into seven private rooms, each of which has an external window, if you can spend a little effort to arrange it, it should be very chic.

Behind the creek is mainly a place to stay, except for a small courtyard that is specially prepared for their own people, the others are basically single-family townhouses of small wooden houses, each of which is only about 30 square meters. It is more similar to the American motels of later generations.

Originally, in front of the thatched house, the dry well that Bing Sanzhang was more concerned about, the skillful craftsman cut off part of the wellhead and installed a stone slab that could be lifted. It can be regarded as a complete preservation of this inexplicable thing.

As for other beds, cabinets, chairs and other furniture, they have also been knocked out by the working carpenters, and they can start business without even adding anything to them.

Standing at the door of the big inn, Bing Sanzhang was arrogant, and waved his hand very chicly: "Let's get up early tomorrow and open our door!"

The old ghost said twice, "Shopkeeper, I think you seem to have forgotten something very important!

Bing Sanzhang was stunned for a moment, he really finished this matter, he had the heart to directly set an inn, and he felt that it was too cheesy. After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have a clue, so I simply waved my hand and said, "Let's talk about it, what should be the name of our black shop?"

Black shop ......

Black lines appeared on everyone's faces.

The old ghost laughed and said, "Since it is in Baihugang, I think it is more appropriate to call it the Fierce Ghost Inn." ”

Dong Chao rolled his eyes and said: "In that case, how can anyone dare to live, I think it's called the God of Wealth Inn, how festive it is." What a sign!"

Xue Ba said with a smile: "When is this, you can't even forget your greedy nature, it's better to call it step by step, or this is more auspicious." ”

Mao Shanying said with disdain: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth, it scares me, and you are rising step by step, you still treat you as an official." The shopkeeper, they are not reliable, I think, it is better to call Maoshan Inn, look at it so secure. ”

The little water ghost raised his hand high and shouted, "Big Fish Inn!"

Bing Sanzhang pinched the bridge of his nose and cried out in pain: "My trigeminal nerve hurts so much!

The old ghost shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since you are not satisfied, just call the Justice Inn, decent!"

Bing Sanzhang glanced at the five people, tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly smiled.

"A hundred-year-old ghost cook, two corrupt officials running the hall, a Maoshan liar's account room, a water ghost mascot, plus me," he pointed to himself, "a shopkeeper dedicated to opening a black shop." How can any of us be a serious person, it's still called the Justice Inn, doesn't it make people laugh and lose their big teeth? Since several of us are crooked and heretical, and the demonic spirit is soaring, we simply call it demonic!"

Everyone was stunned and despised in unison.

Bing Sanzhang laughed, and with a shake of his hand, a three-meter-long, snow-white long knife appeared in his hand. With a twist of the wrist, aiming at the wordless plaque on the door is a dragon flying phoenix dance.

As pieces of wood flowers fell, three big characters appeared on the plaque: "There is a demonic spirit!"

The old ghost looked at it in a daze for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "It's all gone, let's disperse! The shopkeeper has given such a name, I think there will be no guests in the future!"

Before Bing Sanzhang could say anything, the other people quickly dispersed.

Bing Sanzhang stared for a long time, and found that everyone had come back, so he stomped his feet and shouted: "Tomorrow, follow me to the mass grave over there to go to the pillar incense, and after worshipping the ground, we will officially open!"

Go to the mass grave to offer incense, since the moment he met the old ghost, Bing Sanzhang had this idea.

After all, this world is unusual, and any demons and monsters dare to jump out in broad daylight. The boundary of Baihugang is a mass grave, if you want to say that there are no lonely souls and wild ghosts, you don't believe it if you kill Bing Sanzhang.

Since you open a store in such a place, no matter whether it is useful or not, it is always not wrong to put on the pillar incense first.

Early the next morning, leaving the little water ghost to watch the house, Bing Sanzhang led the group to go straight to the mass grave.

The mass grave is located at the bottom of a cliff about four kilometers southwest of Heidian, and it was originally inquired about from the mouth of Old Man Zhang. Said that the bottom of the cliff is a valley, originally it was also a quiet and deep winding place, how many years to throw the corpse down, now is not an inch of grass, miasma dense, if people accidentally suck a mouthful, the light will get sick, the heavy will be directly finished!