After finally catching a single night traveler, Qian Ren was so frightened that he fainted. Qian Ren tried to sense the atmosphere in the city, and found that the doors and windows were closed and no lights were on. It was unusual to be so quiet, so he couldn't help frowning. Said: "You have only one patrol patrol at night here?"
"It would be nice to have one. Every household here knows each other, and the whole city will know who lost what the next day, and there is no need to check. And everyone is almost poor, so there is nothing to steal."
Compared to Zhuge Qingtian's tone, he was quite happy, but this person was glad that the witness was in a coma and didn't pay attention to the trap in Qian Ren's words.
Hearing what he said, Qian Ren glanced at him calmly, but didn't break it, just continued the cliché while he didn't notice: "Since this place is so closed, how can there be an inn at the intersection?"
"Oh, it was bought by a foreign merchant. He wanted to sell the fruit in the mountains and he opened an inn, and also brought his wife and children."
After all, it was a wild fruit that had been offered as a tribute in the previous dynasty. It would make sense to sell it to outsiders as a gimmick, but Qianren had clearly never heard of anyone selling these fruits in other towns before coming here.
He listened to Zhuge Qingtian's tone, which was naturally not like a lie. After thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong with the inn, and said decisively: "Hide the watermelon, let's go to the inn to see."
Zhuge Qingtian's performance has clearly proved that Zhuge Qingtian's current image is to shock passersby at night. Although he does not want to deal with Zhujiaji's people, He Qianren has no intention of leaving at all. He can only take out the red hijab he prepared in the past. Cover it yourself and follow him to the inn.
It's strange to say, in Zhuge Qingtian's memory, Zhujiaji's shop will indeed close very early, but this inn has always been open until late at night, and now there is not even a taxi on the entire street. It was much more depressed than he had imagined.
What's even weirder is that they stepped forward and locked the door. Zhuge Qingtian clearly sensed that there was a living person behind the door, but no one came to open the door. Thinking that he is a dead person, he naturally doesn't need to eat and drink, but the lady must have something to eat. This made the voice float in, "Boss Qi, we want to live in the store, but you open the door."
In the past, when he chatted with the ghosts in the mass graves, they used the dark wind to send messages to each other. Qian Ren didn't respond to the same voice, and for a moment, he forgot that the ghost's sinister voice was quite scary to the living. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a terrified cry from behind the door, "Master Ghosts and Gods, it's not my family who is responsible for the sacrifice this time, please let us go! Our daughter is already married!"
sacrifice? daughter? what the hell
Qian Ren did not reveal the purpose of the trip to him, and Zhuge Qingtian was only at a loss at this time. The accent was indeed the outsider boss in his memory, how could he not understand the content at all
Thinking of this, he forgot to hide the past from Qian Ren, so he only asked in doubt, "Are you confused? Who wants your daughter? She got married when she was only ten years old?"
Unlike him, Qian Ren understood in an instant. It seems that the sacrifices of ghosts and gods in Zhujiaji have not stopped in the past ten years. Little, but I don't know how powerful people in such a place can kill a cultivator of Jindan stage.
The ghost beside him? Or the so-called ghost god? If ghosts were at work, how could there be no results when Xuanmen came to investigate in the past
Frowning slightly, Qian Ren realized that this matter was not simple, and he didn't have time to let Zhuge Qingtian dawdled. He just kicked the door, and then saw the sawdust flying, and the dark inn lobby finally appeared in front of them.
It was the first time that Zhuge Qingtian had seen this kind of magic cultivator-style opening method. He couldn't help but help the melon around his neck. He looked at the door of the inn that smashed into the kitchen. He was very emotional. It seemed that the lady kicked him It's time to be gentle...
When he thought that Qianren would be so irritable, either he was hungry or he wanted to go to the toilet, but the lady with such a cold and arrogant appearance would definitely not need to go to the toilet like a mortal, so he opened his mouth and suggested: "My lady, I used to like to eat from his family. Shredded pork with green peppers, you must try it…”
In the middle of the conversation, he realized that there was no Xiao Er coming to greet him, and when he felt it again, he found that the two living people in the inn were huddled under the counter and shivered, and he couldn't help but wonder again: "Huh? Why are they hiding from me? "
It is true that whether it is the vicious Qian Ren or a Zhuge Qingtian who has been dead for many years, it is enough to scare ordinary people into tears, but they themselves do not have this awareness, so Qian Ren just kicked the counter again, and then faced the person who was about to faint from fright. The innkeeper raised his chin and said, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"
However, as soon as Zhuge Qingtian in red appeared in front of the father and daughter, the woman couldn't help trembling and only screamed: "Crazy scholar! Dad! It's really that crazy scholar! County magistrate! The lord didn't lie to us, he really came back for revenge!"
They described it as being very frightened, but Zhuge Qingtian didn't react, he just patted the melon that was covered by his hijab, and suddenly realized: "Yes, I forgot that I have been dead for ten years, and his little girl has grown up. already."
As soon as these words came out, Qian Ren's eyes moved again, and he sneered silently, hehe, this Specter really didn't tell him the truth, and he said that he didn't remember how long he had been dead, didn't he remember clearly
"It wasn't me who killed you, Lord Ghosts and Gods. Don't look for us if you have a debt or a debt! You... don't come here!"
No one saw his expression, but the innkeeper became more and more frightened. Seeing that the ghost wanted to get close, he panicked instantly, and he threw the amulet in his hand without caring about the others, and hit Li Gui's head impartially.
So, an even more terrifying situation appeared. Zhuge Qingtian didn't expect him to do this, and he forgot to protect his melon for a while, only to see the blood-red hijab wrapped in a round object falling to the ground, and it fell apart like this. The cold juice splashed all over the place.
The head... the head... the head is broken!
She opened her eyes and watched the unknown liquid spread to her feet. The woman finally couldn't hold on and rolled her eyes and fainted. The innkeeper was so frightened that she was paralyzed, and she couldn't stop holding her unconscious daughter and kowtow, "Ghosts and gods. Sir, we really don’t know anything, if you want a girl, go to the yamen! All the young women in the city are in the yamen!”
However, at this time, Zhuge Qingtian didn't care what they were talking about, he quickly squatted down and tried to put together the broken melon. After finding that he couldn't put it back together, he stared at his sap-slicking fingers. There was only one thought in his heart—
It has been ten years since no one gave him anything. This is the only gift he received after his death. He has been carefully supporting the one that he wants to keep until the church... His melon was broken, and these people must pay for his melon !
With Li Gui's mood swings, the snow-white mourning clothes under the red clothes are being dyed red, and with every red point, the evil spirit on his body will be heavier, as if something terrible is gradually gushing out trying to make his eyes dark. slaughtered live animals.
However, just as the tragedy caused by a watermelon was about to unfold, Qian Ren, who was watching with arms folded, finally said, "What's the matter with the girl you said?"
No, the lady is still here, he can't get angry. The old Taoist said that if he can't control his temper, he can't re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. How can he give up all his efforts after he has found a lady? He must be reincarnated as a human being!
This cold tone instantly brought back Zhuge Qingtian's sanity, and reminded him that looking for a girl was a taboo before getting married, so he quickly wiped his hand on the innkeeper's clothes, and then he pulled Qian Renyi's clothes and explained: "Miss, don't listen to his nonsense, I haven't found a girl! I haven't seen a living woman in ten years!"
His actions frightened the boss enough, and he saw a few wet handprints on his clothes, thinking that this was a hand that was stirred in a broken head, God, what are those grains? …
In the unlit lobby, he only glanced at the watermelon seeds vaguely by the moonlight and felt nauseated in his chest, no matter who was standing in front of him, he just catered to their words and shivered wildly: "You're wrong, little one. The little one is wrong! This lady, there is no girl, there is no girl in the city!"
He didn't expect that before he made a move, Zhuge Qingtian used a melon to scare people so much that three souls lost two souls, Qian Ren was also a little speechless, but he didn't mind saving some hands-on effort, only coldly said: "It happened here. You'd better say it one by one, if there is one word of falsification, do you know the consequences?"
Although his words were cold, in the eyes of the innkeeper, they were far more cordial than Zhuge Qingtian, a savage ghost, and he immediately said eagerly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Ask the ghosts and gods, the little one must know everything!"
"Let's talk about who the ghosts and gods are in your mouth?"
In the past, when Qian Ren and other demon cultivators went out together, he scared the enemy and his comrades to pieces, but now it's a bit unaccustomed to suddenly become popular, but, even if it's a bit unpleasant, he still emphasized one point, " But, before that, whoever lets me hear the word Niangzi again, I will cut his tongue."
When he said this, he gritted his teeth very much, so frightened that the innkeeper and Zhuge Qingtian covered their mouths together, but a certain Specter felt empty, and only then did he sadly find that he had lost his head, not even a melon!
Wait, he doesn't have a tongue now, so it's okay for him to continue calling Niangzi? It's not bad to think about it this way. The lady will definitely give him other melons in the future. In fact, he thinks the pumpkins are quite good. They are more stable and not green...
Qian Ren didn't know what kind of mental process this Specter who suddenly pulled his trouser legs went through to suddenly feel better, but as a killer's intuition, it was better not to know this kind of thing.
The author has something to say: Zhuge Qingtian: My love is broken in just one chapter QAQ
Qianren: Subtle don't want to talk...
Zhuge Qingtian: Madam, do you know where the vegetable market is? Let's buy two this time.
Qian Ren: Have you forgotten that you still have a head
Zhuge Qingtian: Yes!