Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Black Shop

The night is deep and silent.

Yang Que left the Imperial Ghost Sect and immediately piloted the exorcism sail and flew towards the extreme north of Xiangguo.

The road was calm, but there were no twists and turns.

However, after nearly a month of running, the snow-capped mountains still seem to be far away and nowhere to be seen.

Yang Que just continued to fly, and his heart was not restless.

Since the ancestor had been there once, he couldn't tell the specific location, so it can be seen that around the snow-capped mountain, there must be a powerful formation, and it has not reached a certain distance, even if he cultivates high, he may not be able to see it clearly.

As long as he got closer, he believed that there would be some clues.

After another month, I finally flew out of Xiangguo, outside the border, desolate and ancient, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

Yang Que never stopped and continued to move forward.

Half a month later, the sky finally began to drift snowflakes, and as far as the eye could see, the bottom was covered in snow, and the snow was endless.

"Snow Mountain, it shouldn't be far away. โ€

Yang Que urged the exorcist sail and fell, ready to find a place to inquire.

After all, if you have lived here for many years, even if you are a mortal, you must be able to see some abnormalities by chance.

Not far ahead, a dilapidated inn stood lonely in the wind and snow, with only half of the old doors and windows left, swaying from side to side in the whistling mountain wind, "squeaking", not even having a name.

Yang Que landed at the door, collected the exorcism sail, faced the wind and snow, and walked in.

Pulling open the dilapidated wooden door and leather curtain, a smoke and heat mixed with a strong smell of alcohol came to the nose, and at the same time, the sound of gambling cards sounded inside.

Yang Que raised his eyes and saw that there was only one table of customers in the store, except for a proprietress who still had charm.

There were five men and one woman at that table, except for the woman who was slender, white, white and tender, the other five men were all big-shouldered and thick-waisted, full of scum, all fierce and ugly, and full of gangsterism.

"Yo, here's a guest, little brother, please inside. โ€

The proprietress was in her thirties, with a gorgeous appearance, her lips were as red as blood, she was wearing a red robe, and she was dressed up with flowers, and when she saw Yang Que coming in, she immediately smiled and greeted her.

Yang Que's face was cold, and he said, "No, I'll ask you something." โ€

The proprietress smiled slightly, and looked embarrassed: "Ask something, little brother, if you don't live in the store, I'm afraid I don't know much about it." โ€

Yang Que frowned slightly, glanced at her a few times, turned his hand and took out a piece of gold, and said, "Now, you should be clear." โ€

Immortal cultivators generally don't carry some currency in the mortal world, but when he left, Wan Feixun gave him a magic weapon made of pure gold in case he needed it on the road, after all, there are many mortals around the snow-capped mountains, and there is always a time to get it.

This piece of gold was naturally torn off from the magic weapon by him.

"This ...... Little brother, I'm not a greedy person for money, if you live in a hotel, you can say anything, if you just want to ask a question, I may not remember a lot. โ€

When the proprietress saw him take out a piece of gold, her eyes lit up, but she quickly returned to normal, and refused with a smile on her face.

Yang Que showed impatience on his face, and in a blink of an eye, the people at the table who gambled stopped shouting, and looked at him together, with a trace of greed in their eyes.

Especially the girl with her hair braided into many pigtails and a young appearance, her face was undisguised with coveting, she stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips, and her bright eyes were shining.

"Yes, boy, people are in business, you don't live in the store and want to ask about things, how can you do it?

Among the gamblers at that table, a man with a scar on his face said to Yang Que while holding a large bowl of wine.

The proprietress smiled, staring at Yang Que with watery eyes.

Yang Que was silent for a few breaths, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, threw the gold in his hand to her, and said, "Okay, then I'll stay for one night, and you will come to my room in a while." โ€

The proprietress took the gold, smiled happily, and said continuously: "Okay, the upstairs rooms are empty, the little brother can choose one to live in, and I will serve the wine and food in a while." โ€

Yang Que entered the room, closed the door, and the evil aura in his eyes dissipated.

If those people just now were from the Heavenly Demon Sect, he would have slashed them with a knife, and there were just a few mortals, so he didn't need to be angry.

What's more, he hasn't rested for nearly three months in a row, and tonight he will take this opportunity to recover some of the mana consumed in his body, after all, the golden flowers in Xiaoding are rare, although they are inexhaustible, they can't be used casually.

The wind and snow outside were still raging, and the sky soon became dark.

Yang Que was cross-legged on the bed, staring at the cultivation.

Downstairs, it was pitch black.

The gambling guests at the table, each holding a bright and flickering Pu knife, were gathering together, talking to each other and whispering.

The proprietress in the big red robe even sat in it, surrounded by everyone, with a pensive face, like a leader.

"Boss, what are you hesitating about? That kid just took out a piece of gold casually, he must be a rich kid, let's just take this opportunity to chop him up with a knife, rob him of his money, and divide it, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

The man with the scar on his face, his face full of greed, couldn't wait to speak.

The proprietress frowned, glared at him, and said: "What do you know, that kid's temperament is not comparable to ordinary people, just now I refused his question, as soon as I looked into his eyes, my heart jumped suddenly, as if I felt like I was about to die, you guy, I didn't know the old lady's fear at that time!"

"Could it be that this kid is a master of the family? But he is young, and we haven't heard of it recently, and there is such a powerful descendant on the rivers and lakes. โ€

Another vicious man, meditating.

The scar-faced man was not convinced, shook the knife in his hand, and said: "If you are afraid, I will go alone, just a stinky kid, it is worth you to be so cautious and look forward and backward?"

"Shut up!" the proprietress scolded him, ignored him anymore, turned to look at the girl with dripping eyes on the side, and said, "Xiao Wu, you have always been witty, what do you think about this?

The girl named Xiao Wu winked and smiled, and said, "Move, naturally you have to move, but it depends on who moves and how you move." โ€

"Oh, tell me what you think. โ€

Seeing that she seemed to be confident, everyone hurriedly asked.

A touch of cunning flashed in the girl's eyes, looked at the proprietress and said, "Boss, this matter needs you to come out." Just now I looked at that kid's eyes, I kept staring at your big chest, obviously a sanctimonious ghost, the boss just needs to sacrifice sรจ to lure him, let him drink a cup of five scattered poisons, everything, hand to catch. โ€

"Yes, boss, sรจ. lure him, poison him!

Everyone's eyes lit up and they cheered.

The proprietress hesitated a little and said, "No, that kid didn't seem to be staring at my chest just now, I didn't feel it at all." โ€

"No, I saw it with my own eyes. The girl patted her chest and grinned, and the pigtails on her head swayed slightly, which looked a little funny.

"Boss, I saw it too, that kid has indeed been staring at your big breasts. โ€

"That's right, boss, I saw it too, that kid really wants you, you have a good chance. โ€

Although everyone didn't see it with their own eyes, when they saw the girl speak, they all echoed it.

The proprietress was stunned, and when she saw that everyone's faces were full of encouragement and expectation, she could only stubbornly say: "Okay, take your weapons well, remember to support at any time." โ€

"Good Rat!" everyone replied in unison.

The proprietress no longer hesitated, brought some wine and food, and went up the stairs.

The corners of the girl's mouth were slightly curved, and the snow-white robe behind her was slightly bulging, revealing a fluffy little tail.

In the dark, gently swinging, extremely bewitching.

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