God come to the bowl

Chapter 109

After Popcorn Xiaohua and Nanfeng Mingyou jumped off the cliff, due to restrictions, Jiu Yunying could only fold its wings and squat on the edge of the cliff to watch the fallen two gradually turn into black spots.

After the two jumped off the cliff, they only felt that their eyes went dark, but they didn't notice that the environment around them began to change constantly. The scene of the game in Jianghu was constantly appearing in front of them like a roller coaster.

After seeing clearly, I found that I was already in an unfamiliar environment. The long streets and alleys were empty and no one was there. The antique decorations were completely different from those in Chang'an City. There was a strange smell in the air.

Nanfeng Mingyou subconsciously grabbed the hand of the person beside her and asked, "Are you okay?"

Popcorn Xiaohua shook her head and said, "I'm fine, where are we?"

"I don't know, depending on the situation, it should be a new map that hasn't been discovered yet."

There was a big word "wine" written on the tattered dirty cloth, which shook with the cold wind, and the wooden stick inserted on it made a creaking sound. The door of an inn next to it was closed tightly, but there was the sound of dialing an abacus. It came out from inside the house.

Nanfeng Mingyou slowly took off the saber on his back, squinted slightly, "Come on, let's go and have a look."

"Ah."

As soon as he approached the gate of the inn, he heard a sigh from inside the house. Nanfeng Mingyou raised his hand and knocked on the gate of the inn. It was very loud in the quiet alley, and the hoarse voice came from the house. Come out, accompanied by a few coughs, "Who is knocking on the door?"

"Miss proprietress, we want to rest at your inn for one night." Nanfeng Mingyou dressed in black with a heroic demeanor, and lied one after another, "I hope the proprietress can help me."

"Sorry, guest officer, we are closed here."

Nanfeng Mingyou seemed to have expected the other party's answer long ago, and said in a calm voice: "Miss Boss, it's not late at night yet, why are you closing so early?"

"Our tradition in Yong'an Lane is that we don't stay overnight at night. Now that the sun is about to go down, you two should leave as soon as possible! Cough cough..."

"Miss proprietress, it will be night soon, and the night will be heavy with dew, and we can't find another inn to stay in. I hope the proprietress will accommodate you."

The old man in the inn was silent for a long time, sighed, opened the door of the inn, and welcomed the two special guests.

As soon as the door of the inn was opened, a gust of cold wind blew out, making Popmi Xiaohua shiver uncontrollably, and leaned against Nanfeng Mingyou.

Standing inside the door was a hunchbacked old man, leaning on a walking stick. His clothes were old but neat and tidy. Under his disheveled hair, a pair of cloudy eyes stared straight at the two of them. The dim oil lamp in his hand was blown by the cold wind. There was a hint of extinguishment, "It's so cold outside, come in and enjoy the charcoal fire, let's get rid of the wind and cold!"

"Thank you, lady boss."

The two followed the old man into the inn. The inn was not too big, but it could be seen that it hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust and cobwebs on the old tables and chairs.

"Sit down!" The old woman placed the oil lamp on the wooden table, and the thick account book was blank. It can be seen that the business of this inn is not good, so she picked up an iron rod beside her to stir up the charcoal fire. , "I don't know how long I haven't had a guest at this inn, I finally saw someone new today!"

Nanfeng Mingyou glanced across the store, walked to the wooden table and sat down, staring at the old woman who provoked the charcoal fire, "Miss proprietress, may I ask, why is this custom of keeping no one in Yong'an Lane at night?"

The old lady lit an oil lamp again, and the dim inn suddenly brightened up a lot, "There are some things, it's better not to know, this Yong'an Lane is not clean!"

"Not clean?" Popcorn Flower was a little surprised, "Why not clean?"

The old woman stood up straight and stared at the popcorn meaningfully, "What do you mean is unclean?" Then she started talking to herself, "Our rules in Yong'an Lane were 30 years ago. That’s it, ahem, why you don’t keep guests is because you don’t know whether it’s a person or something else that knocks on your door.”

Popcorn Xiaohua swallowed, "Haunting...haunting?"

"You can also say that." The old woman finally had a smile on her wrinkled face, but that smile inexplicably frightened Popcorn Flower, "But no one is afraid of this ghost. There is a good saying," It’s hard to draw a dragon or a tiger, but you can’t know the face but not the heart.” This person is too scary.”

Nanfeng Mingyou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Miss Boss, do you dare to ask if this is the country of Luo?"

This time it was the old woman's turn to be puzzled, "This is indeed the country of Luo, aren't you two from the country of Luo?"

"We came from other countries to look for relatives."

"Looking for relatives? The country of Luo is not so big, and the road from our Yong'an Lane to the capital is also very long." The old woman laughed, but the light in her cloudy eyes made people look down upon her, " Are you two husband and wife? You came to the capital to look for relatives, presumably relatives are also officials in the court?"

"Yes, the two of us are indeed husband and wife, the proprietress has good eyesight." Nanfeng Mingyou replied with a smile, "I don't know the proprietress, but does the proprietress know Lin Yifeng, the national teacher of the Luo Kingdom?"

"Are you looking for the national teacher?" The old woman frowned and sighed, "You two should leave quickly, the national teacher was thrown into the prison by the third prince for the crime of deceiving the public, and he can't protect himself!"

Nanfeng Mingyou and Popmi Xiaohua looked at each other, they didn't expect that the plot of this game would develop so fast, and the national teacher was thrown into the sky prison. Even in the game, you can enter the sky prison if you want to. place.

The old woman's hoarse voice made people feel an inexplicable depression, "If you want to go to the national teacher, it's not impossible, I have a way to let the two of you go to the prison to see each other safely National Teacher, I just need the help of the two of you."

Nanfeng Mingyou realized that this might be the key to the development of the next task, "What's the matter?"

"I see that the two of you carrying sabers must be capable people. There was a big incident in our Yong'an Lane 30 years ago, and it should be over now."

The dim oil lamp was flickering, and the old woman raised her hand and pulled out a pair of bamboo chopsticks to lift the wick of the oil lamp, and the candle light gradually brightened, "More than 30 years ago..."

More than 30 years ago, in Yong'an Lane, there was a girl married from another place. She was as beautiful as a flower and had a gentle temperament, but her husband was a butcher who sold pork on the street. Well, many neighbors have said that this is a flower stuck in cow dung, which is a pity.

The beauty of the flowers naturally arouses the ideas of many flower pickers, and they have a bad intention for the little lady of the butcher's family. On a rainy night, they get drunk and force the butcher into the house to rape his wife in turn. When his wife was insulted, he was so angry that he picked up the butcher knife and rushed to the houses of those hooligans, but was stoned to death, and then broke into the butcher's house again, and dragged his wife to the pool outside to drown alive die.

The butcher's wife would naturally resist, and once asked for help from the middle-aged man who was fighting, but because the middle-aged man was afraid of that rascal's power, he refused to save him, and the neighbors of every house closed their doors. Afterwards, the resentment was hard to quell.

On the first seven days, many families in Yong'an Lane died strangely overnight, leaving only a group of elderly people, children and a few women, but the butcher's wife did not stop killing because of this, but wandered around Yong'an Lane every night There was a lot of crying inside, and the resentment was soaring.

[System Notification]: You have completed the hidden task of Po Meng NPC "Pip Vermilion Lips", triggering the NPC task of Yong'an Lane "Cut Obsession".

[System Notification]: You have triggered the NPC task "Slay Obsession" in Yong'an Lane, please go to Wangui's House to save the butcher's wife's innocent soul.

The old woman coughed in a low voice, "I hope you two can solve this problem for Yong'an Lane as soon as possible."

　Great God is finished and enters the countdown~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)