The door of the inn seemed to be clapping by a pair of invisible hands, making a bang bang bang sound. The lanterns outside the door were swaying in the wind, and the flames had been blown out by the strong wind, leaving only darkness.
Hearing the noise outside, everyone in the inn fell silent. Except for a few people who were so drunk that they lay down on the table, the others stared outside with vigilance.
The same is true for the people on the first floor of the inn, and the people on the second floor as well, except that they feel a little more at ease than the people on the first floor because they have an extra layer of protective barrier.
While everyone was staring at the ground below vigilantly, Feng Xiao was still sleeping soundly in the corner of the second floor. He had set up a soundproof barrier and could not hear any sound from outside, including the strange and frightening howling of the wind.
"Tsk! This guy is quite generous."
A casual cultivator glanced at the sleeping Feng Xiao and sneered, "You don't even know how you're going to die next."
The others also glanced at Feng Xiao in the corner, with a strong intention of watching the show.
As the night deepened and it got closer to midnight, some people were ready to go out, while others planned to watch. The Yuanling Fruit had to be taken, and it was in the back valley less than a hundred meters away.
The people on the first floor went there together. Although they knew that midnight was the night of the heaviest yin energy, tonight was the time when the Yuanling Fruits were ripe and fell to the ground. All the ghosts would fight with each other, let alone them
You know, even if a ghost gets one Yuanling Fruit, it will take a hundred years of cultivation, and if they want that Yuanling Fruit, they have to fight with hundreds of ghosts!
The people in the inn went out one by one, some in groups, some alone. Gradually, even the people on the second floor went out, and only the old man was walking around in the inn packing up his things.
When they arrived at the second floor, they found Feng Xiao sleeping soundly in the corner. The old man smiled and walked over to sit down.
At midnight, the entire moon was covered by a dark cloud, and at this moment, the door of the inn was blown open by the strong wind, and the cold night wind came in accompanied by the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and there was also a faint white shadow floating in.
The table on the first floor was smashed and pushed aside. Countless white shadows floated in from the door and ran around. Several drunk cultivators who were lying on the first floor suddenly stood up after a violent shock.
“Hahahahahaha…”
Loud laughter came from the mouths of those casual cultivators. Under the shock of the pressure, the air in the air vibrated slightly. They had ferocious expressions on their faces, and after a sudden glance, their sight fell on the only few people left on the second floor.
"Oh no! They are possessed by ghosts!"
The faces of several independent cultivators on the second floor changed. When they saw those independent cultivators who were possessed by ghosts trying to break the barrier and come up, they couldn't help but look at the old man sitting beside them: "Can this barrier stop them?"
The old man stroked his beard and glanced down: "This barrier is to block ghosts, not to block people. If nothing unexpected happens, this barrier will not be able to block a few attacks after being destroyed by those people."
"What? You old man! How dare you take a hundred gold coins from us when you can't even block a few attacks?" Several people shouted angrily, holding swords in their hands ready to fight.
However, as soon as they finished speaking, the barrier on the second floor was broken with a bang. Before the ghost-possessed cultivators could rush forward, countless ghosts rushed forward and tried to entangle them...