Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 93
"We have rules here. Without rules, there will be no circle."

With a smile on her face, Qiu Qing spoke eloquently.

"Guest officer, you don't want me to tell the master about your breaking the rules, do you?"

"So, please promise me a request."

"ask?"

An Le had already expected it in her heart, still showing a surprised expression on her face, and asked with raised eyebrows.

"What request?"

A touch of rosiness flashed across the pretty face of the proprietress, as if shy.

"At midnight tonight, come to my room."

"At that time, I will discuss it with you in detail."

An Le nodded: "Okay."

Qiu Qing was a little surprised to hear that he agreed so easily.

When she was about to go out, she covered half of her face in the doorway, her winking eyes were like silk.

"The one with the word "囍" on the door is my room, don't make a mistake."

"The guests in the next room are very irritable."

After Qiuqing left.

An Le felt a chill behind her back.

You don't need to look to know that Xiao Xiaohong is looking pretty, staring at him silently with resentful eyes.

"what are you thinking!"

Anle shook her head lightly.

None of the aborigines I met in this inn were alive.

Relatively safe is only "relative".

******
After ten minutes.

The four foundation-builders of the Akabane Sect came to the lobby on the first floor of the inn first.

The bustling guests from before disappeared without a trace.

Only the food on the table was still steaming hot, exuding a tempting aroma.

It's unspeakably weird.

"Wait, where is Fellow Daoist Tang?"

Ke Yan glanced around, his face ugly.

He spotted one of his companions, who didn't show up.

Xiang Feng next to him was expressionless: "He is probably dead."

The people were secretly startled.

That's the middle stage of foundation establishment!

Didn't even survive these five days?
At this time, three people in purple robes came down the stairs.

It is the Ziyun sect.

"Ziyun old dog!"

"Oh, I thought who it was, it turned out to be a despicable villain from the Akabane Sect!"

As soon as the two parties met, they immediately showed a tense posture.

There are only seven of them among the practitioners in the field.

Wan Xinrong was extremely surprised when he didn't see the strange man in armor.

Surprise came to my heart: "Could it be...he is already dead?"

"I just said, act recklessly like him, sooner or later it will be over!"

"It seems that he just happened to be lucky a few times before, and a blind cat ran into a dead mouse."

Thinking about it this way, Wan Xinrong was in a good mood, as if he had a lot of insight.

Looking back, he found that the Red Feather Sect had lost staff. Wan Xinrong stroked his beard and said.

"It's a pity that the foundation-building cultivator died in this strange place!"

His tone was heartbroken, but the smile on his old face could hardly be hidden.

"Shut up."

Xiang Feng snorted coldly, and the invisible coercion spread.

Wan Xinrong's face changed slightly.

This kind of aura is definitely not something that can be possessed in the ordinary late stage of foundation establishment.

One of Ziyun Sect's foundation establishments was not convinced, and said.

"Who are you, what an arrogant tone!"

"Ah……"

After a chuckle, a red streamer flashed past, and the man's left arm was cut off directly, and the blood splattered.

"Uh...uh!"

He couldn't help crying out in pain, with horror on his face.

The expressions of the other two of Ziyunzong changed suddenly.

Foundation Establishment Dzogchen!
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that if you don't want to die, don't mess with me."

Xiang Feng sneered, his eyes were dark and cold, full of indifference to human life.

How many immortal cultivators and mortals died under his hands, even he himself doesn't remember.

Under Xiang Feng's cold gaze, the three of Ziyunzong remained silent, unable to think of resisting.

After easily suppressing the three of them, Xiang Feng was in a bad mood, and he frowned.

The effectiveness of the first Thousand Miles Tracing Talisman had dissipated, but it was certain that the murderer who killed his nephew was in this inn.

And it's obviously not these Ziyun sect's immortal cultivators.

So now, the murderer is either dead, or... just hiding.

"What a cunning mouse."

A trace of hatred flashed in Xiang Feng's eyes.

"Wait, I'll get you out."

Soon, Qiuqing walked to the first floor and saw the severed arm and blood on the ground. She didn't say much, and started to talk about the secret of "Ghostly Chalcedony".

******
Time passed minute by minute.

Not long after Qiu Qing left An Le's room.

click...

squeak...

stab...

Accompanied by an unspeakable strange sound.

It seems that something is being torn into fragments by a strange force, and it seems to be chewing weirdly.

The whole inn has changed.

An Le stood where he was, suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy.

Countless whispers, whispers, conversations... crazily drilled into his mind which was several times more sensitive than ordinary people, making him dizzy.

Changes come and go quickly.

He opened his eyes again.

In the field of vision, the scene in the guest room has not changed from before.

But the gloomy and cold breath in the air was several times stronger than before.

This should have terrified ordinary people.

But the An Le feeling in it... very comfortable!

Whether it's qi and blood, or some of the characteristics of evil spirits, they all seem to be activated.

The only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was the constant whispering in his ear.

"Quick...look...that person!"

"It's so strong...so fragrant...so craving..."

"But... hiss...he's so scary..."

"Can you see it? Can't see it?"

"..."

The inn has changed, and more and more evil spirits have become active.

Anle could hear their voices clearly, and they seemed very noisy.

[Armor] Cover his body.

In an instant, An Le's temperament changed drastically.

The evil spirit is fierce, and the blood roars.

Rakshasa and Vajra, two auras that were supposed to be mutually exclusive, actually appeared together.

Blend together.

It looks weird and powerful.

An Le opened her mouth and smiled at the evil spirit who was peeping in the corner.

"Give me... be quiet!"

******
Akabane Zong Ke Yan stood alone in the corridor with a solemn expression.

Beside him, the originally narrow corridor was widened several times.

On each section of the road, the height of the floors and the distance between the doors are different.

Sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes long and sometimes short.

Even the floors sloped and crooked and couldn't stay level.

Just now, the space in the entire inn was shifted and distorted, causing him and his companions to be separated.

Ke Yan looked around vigilantly.

The light was swallowed by something unknown, and the temperature in the air dropped.

A bloody smell mixed with mud quietly diffused.

"Who is it? Who is there!"

Suddenly, Ke Yan turned his head sharply and looked at the corner in the shadows.

His eyes barely caught, a pale shadow flashed by.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Ke Yan mobilized his spiritual power, and the red spiritual fire shot out from the palm of his hand and fell down with a bang.

The floor vibrated faintly.

The wooden walls and ground were ignited by the flames and gradually became scorched black, but compared with the outside world, the power of the spiritual fire was still much reduced.

"The rule that the inn cannot be destroyed has changed?"

Ke Yan woke up immediately, but he didn't show much joy.

Because, the spell just now has no real sense of hitting.

The evil that secretly peeped at him still exists.

"whee……"

Ke Yan's heart skipped a beat and he raised his head.

On the wooden board above his head, a hollow and numb human face was smiling.

That face is exactly one of the "guests" who drink and eat when people first arrive.

Spirit Fire strikes again!
The human face shattered and melted away like mud.

However, behind Ke Yan, one after another human face was emerging from the wall and the ground, piled up densely, and each face had a piercing and weird smile.

(End of this chapter)