"That's right, when I led five thousand Luo City martial arts elites to fight against Dong Zhuo's army that day. He was one of the five thousand death squads. I forgot his name. His skills were quite strong. He was Chen Changfeng's right-hand man."
"Why is his fist clenched? Open it and see."
Yi Jing slowly sent out a force, injecting it into his soul that had no life left at all. Once the meridians are stretched, the hands will relax. The thing tightly held in his hand fell down with a snap.
Yi Jing immediately grabbed the thing before it hit the ground.
"Horse fodder?"
"Why do you want to hold a handful of horse fodder in your hands, and seem to make every effort to protect it before dying?"
Torn Cole said calmly, "Maybe this brother wants to explain it to us silently. There must be something wrong with this horse material."
Ba Fengnan immediately gathered around, leaned in together, and sniffed with their noses.
"Oh my god, the smell of this horse feed is actually the same as the smell that is emitted after the colorless and odorless toxins act on the human body."
Tonkel carefully took the horse material from Yi Jing's hand and packed it in a white cloth bag. Put it in the chest storage bag.
"Brother, rest in peace. I will definitely find your enemies and avenge you." Yi Jing gave this former subordinate one after another a look that had turned into a mummy.
There was an awkward silence among the three of them, "The poison of smoke, the desert viper, the skeleton in Yigu. The colorless poison. The poisonous horse feed, well, the more evidence we unearth, the bigger the mystery becomes." Brothers, I wonder if you have noticed that the skeletons outside seem to have been deliberately placed by the enemy for us to see. The body of this Luo City martial arts elite brother has maintained its original state of death.
In this way, one more thing can be confirmed. That is, when they were killed. It was the time when the sandstorm was rampant. Reason accordingly. Enemies who attack caravans and martial soul soldiers. The martial soul lightening technique must be quite powerful. Only then can people take advantage of the wind and cut people into bones in the sandstorm. "
Ba Fengnan closed his eyes and said nothing, holding his cheek with one hand and his right elbow with the other hand, after listening to Yi Jing's words. He immediately fell into deep thought.
Tonkel and Yi Jing did not disturb him, but fell into the mysterious case one after another.
"You two, are you tired? I'm going to have a drink first. But I hope you can follow me."
If I go drinking at this time, am I sincerely delaying things
What's more, the desolate atmosphere of Death Valley is everywhere here, so where can I go to drink
Yi Jing and Tonkel still followed, and together with Ba Fengnan, they rode their horses to the southwest for about thirty miles.
On a sandy slope where Crescent Lake can already be seen, a two-story building made of sand bricks immediately caught their sight.
This building is adapted to local conditions. The outer walls are made of earthen mounds that are soaked in water and sand and then compacted by gravity. Not really a wall at all. Compared with any city wall in Wuhun Continent. All fragile.
However, this sand mound, which is seven or eight meters high, has very effectively prevented the invasion of wind and sand, protecting the building area of about ten inns inside.
Yi Jing and Tonkel looked at each other, rode their horses over, and entered the inn from outside the door with the sign "Death Inn."
"Come on, come on, buy big, open big, buy small, open small, it's my game. Even if you don't buy, come and support me."
Before the three of them entered one of the halls, the bustle in the hall immediately attracted them.
Hu music from outside the territory sounded, and on a huge gambling table, both sides of the table were filled with wine bowls. Some people were shaking dice, some were playing Pai Gow, and some were playing guessing and gambling. But the most attractive thing is that she is breakdancing and calling herself my mother. With her charming bare feet, she is hooking a beautiful woman with three or four sieves flying inside.
The beauty is very agile, with a floral and thin bun on her head, and a fiery look on her delicate little face.
When she used her bare feet to nimbly shuttle between the smelly men under the wine table, no matter where she jumped, she would immediately cause a burst of excited laughter.
All kinds of "heroes" surrounded her like flies seeing honey, drinking and having fun.
"Someone is coming." I don't know who called out. The first person to stop dancing was the woman dancing on the wine table.
As soon as the woman stopped, all the "heroes" in the world immediately looked towards the door of the hall.
Ba Fengnan said coldly, "It's easier to accept money or life."
The breakdancer, who was about thirty years old, frowned, and then immediately said with a smile, "Oh, the God of Wealth is here. Of course we at the Death Inn like soul coins. I can already smell that you gave birth to death. It tastes good. If the three of you are not afraid of death, just stay inside. Cow head, horse face. Take their horses to the backyard. Take good care of them."
"Hey, here you go, boss lady."
Snapped! Ba Fengnan threw out dozens of soul coins with denominations ranging from one hundred to five hundred, "Here are two hundred thousand soul coins. The three of us will stay at your place for two days. One hundred thousand soul coins a day. That's enough to pay for the house. Bar."
Yi Jing glanced at the big men in front of the long wine table. These big men were not in a group. Some of them had the word "robber" written on their faces. Some have the word "coolie" written on their faces. Some have the word bully written on their faces, and some seem to have the word "consumption ghost" written on their faces.
But they all have one thing in common. After seeing them entering the door, no one of these thirty or so big men spoke.
Although there are many people with shining eyes who are interested in their luggage and belongings.
But most people's eyes seemed to be looking at them with a kind of surprise. It seemed as if the three of them were in another world and suddenly entered hell, somewhat out of place with these drunken ghosts. Falling into a state of surprise.
"Everyone, don't be so disrespectful. I'm in a good mood today. The venue is reserved. You can play as much as you like. All the expenses are mine."
Yi Jing, following Ba Fengnan, also acted generously and slapped a check with the denomination of "five hundred thousand" in soul coins on the shopkeeper's table.
The pretty break dancing proprietress didn't even look at it, she immediately accepted it and held up a bowl of wine, "You idiots, why don't you raise your bowl quickly and thank our God of Wealth."
"Oh, there's wine to drink."
"Thank you, sir."
Yi Jing forced a smile, and Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan walked slowly towards the guest room on the second floor led by the landlady.
"Three of you, I can tell at a glance that you are people of distinction. If you are too energetic at night, you can ask me to calm you down, but the price is a bit expensive. But it must be for you. One hundred thousand million soul coins, Not even shit.”
With a creak, the door to the guest room opened, and a tangy smell of meat came from inside.
Tonkel immediately felt nauseated, while Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan were indifferent, especially the latter. He even walked to the pot of freshly slaughtered braised beef and took out his pocket knife. Cut off a piece and put it in his mouth, "It tastes good, but it's not as fragrant as human flesh."
The landlady smiled and said, "The guest officer is joking. The slave's inn is a regular inn. Although the name is a bit scary. But it is used to scare ghosts. To make a living in such a land of sand and sea, ghosts come to visit. It is also a common thing. Guys, if you need anything, just call the servants. They will come immediately to provide you with food, clothing, housing, transportation and everything else."
Yi Jing nodded and said, "I'm sorry, please."
Clearly giving an order to expel guests, the landlady twisted her waist and gave Bafeng Nan a special look before leaving the house. It seemed that he didn't care about Yi Jing and Tonkel, but he looked at Ba Fengnan with admiration.
The proprietress had just left, and bursts of screams suddenly erupted in the hall downstairs, and local music full of border country characteristics was played. It was as lively as a festival.
Ba Fengnan put down his sword and said, "This inn is famous."
Yi Jing and Tonkel looked at him at the same time, and the former said, "I also noticed something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong."
"Well, Master Yi and Master Tuo, this is your first time in a place like this. Wherever you go, everything you see is new to your eyes. But I am different. Those people wearing sheepskin jackets and snow coats just now, you Do you still have any impression?"
Yi Jing immediately approached the window and opened a corner, "These two groups of people seem to belong to two different forces and are not together."
"Yes, people in sheepskin coats are usually wandering martial soul killers from the Wolf Country. They commit crimes in the Wolf Country. They escape here to sell money and live happily. And people in snow suits are notorious flies. Bandits. As bad as sand bandits."
After listening to Ba Fengnan's words, Tonkel analyzed, "This may not be the strangest thing. What I am most curious about is. Why is the proprietress of the Hell Inn a beautiful and coquettish woman, and the guests in the inn . It seems that she doesn’t dare to do anything beyond the rules. For these killers and gangsters, eating, drinking and having fun may not be necessary. But they must be indispensable for women. In this way , isn’t it a contradiction?”
"Master Tuo is observing very carefully, you two. Then have you noticed the huge bald building on the left front of the Hell Inn, where the manger is?"
Yi Jing said, "It looks like a smoke window. But the distance is too far. It's impossible to cook a meal and have to travel so far. If you encounter a sandstorm, will you eat dirt?"
"Haha, it seems that our doubts have slowly turned into a consensus. If I, Ba Fengnan, am right about my guess, there must be another world under the so-called smoke window. Maybe, we can find it in it. Nothing is certain. Everyone, from now on, let's have a good rest. When the night is deep and quiet, that's when our opportunity to act will come."