Sad to say, if someone is lost, it is actually not an earth-shattering event in this era.
People die every day in the world, but not everyone dies clearly.
These immortal disciples couldn't find anyone, and they couldn't find out the reason, so they finally came up with the most acceptable theory - evil spirits.
Some well-hidden, undetected demon must have been eating a missing man.
So, the matter changed from "finding the missing person" to "finding the hidden demon".
Then, they discovered a creepy result...
The shopkeeper still feels chills all over his body and his scalp is numb after thinking about the scene, he said dryly: "You... have you seen some magic-detection charms used by immortal elders? Now, if you encounter the breath of demons, some paper ashes will float away."
"Oh my god, I just watched some paper ashes floating out of the window of my inn. These fairy elders were afraid of causing panic, so they all pretended to be on a daily inspection or wandering around, and followed the paper ashes back and forth in Luohuashan City , and finally went back to my inn... "
At that time, everyone looked at each other, thinking that there were too many people in Luohuashan City, and the gathering vitality was enough to overwhelm any other aura, so the magic-detecting talisman was not easy to use.
They were about to collect the paper ashes when they saw some gray dust whirling and clinging to a person.
It was none other than the youngest daughter of a missing man.
The girl was really young, and the waiter in the shop couldn't see her crying. He collected a bunch of gadgets from the market to comfort her, and warmed a bowl of sweet red dates soup on the stove.
At that time, the little girl was sitting in front of the inn, scooping up the soup spoon by spoon.
When the paper dust gathered, she raised her eyes to look at the crowd, and "licked" the corner of her mouth.
Everyone was dead silent at first, and then felt absurd and unbelievable—
This little girl devoured her father
How can...
So the people of Xianmen took out another soul-seeking talisman.
In order to find the missing man, they took this soul-seeking talisman and tried in every corner of Luohuashan City, but found nothing.
Using it again this time, I saw the soul-seeking talisman fluttering, and finally landed at the little girl's feet.
If there is nothing wrong with the soul-seeking talisman, then the residual soul smell of the missing person is really on the little girl...
For a moment, everyone present was silent.
Later, Xianmen took away a little girl, and the matter of "the guest disappeared without reason" was settled.
Both the innkeeper and the waiter were frightened and fell ill for several days. After recovering, everything went on as usual, and they slowly put the matter behind them.
Until the second year, not long after the opening of Shanshi Deng, something happened to the inn——
One day, there was a man who looked like a scholar and his companion, a student boy, stayed in the store. At that time, they were talking and laughing, and the scholar looked gentle and courteous.
But on the second day, the book boy disappeared.
Everything is exactly the same as for father and daughter.
The shopkeeper felt that the nightmare was coming again.
Looking at the "worried and anxious" appearance of the scholar, he felt that there must be a satiated demon licking the corner of his mouth under the skin.
Same as last time, he invited some elders again, and watched them use the magic-seeking talisman first, and then the soul-seeking talisman.
As expected, no matter whether it is a magic-seeking talisman or a soul-seeking talisman, the people it refers to are all scholars.
When the scholar was stuck with the talisman paper, the horror and fear that slowly surfaced on his face were stronger than anyone else's. He frantically flicked the paper ashes of the magic-detecting talisman on his body, shouting "It's not me" and "It can't be me", and he fell to the ground in fright, completely devoid of elegance.
At that time, the shopkeeper was looking at the scene, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed in his mind-what if the scholar didn't hide it too deeply, but really did it unintentionally, and was lured by something in his sleep? If he should be fine, and this happened because something was wrong with the inn
He also thought about some advice from the people in the fairy sect, saying that his place has changed from a blessed place to a cursed place, and evil things will happen frequently.
The shopkeeper was frightened by this idea at the time, and felt that every inch of the ground under his feet was indescribably weird.
Although the accidents were all customers, and there were only two in two years, it was not too many. But who knows what will change in the future, will something happen to them one day
The shopkeeper is plagued by nightmares every day, not dreaming that he was eaten by the waiter, but dreaming that he was eaten by the waiter. Either way it kept him awake at night.
So he stopped being stubborn and asked the immortals to help him.
"They agreed very happily, and they also sent many experienced people to pretend to be visitors, and stay in my small inn every day." The shopkeeper said with a sad face, "But God really cares. If you want to play tricks on me, the fairy gate is here, but there is no change. There is nothing, and it is calm."
"I'm entangled in all kinds of things, and I have to fix it so I don't spend all day in my inn. Then I thought of a way to get both." The shopkeeper pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "It's it..."
It was the first time he knew that Xianmen also used the method of "exorcising corpses", which seemed not so bright and decent.
At that time, the people from Xianmen explained to him: "If we are helpless, we will not be like this. Shopkeeper Yu does not know that corpse people are actually more sensitive to demons than us living people, and are more sensitive than demon-detecting talismans. If there are demons in your shop again, it will know. If the previous things happen again, it will stop you." "And then?" The shopkeeper was not at ease when he heard this, "It's not just a stop, in case I can't stop it!"
The person from Xianmen replied: "There is a spell on it. If it really moves here, we will know it even if we are thousands of miles away. Once we receive the letter, we will rush over immediately. When it arrives, no matter whether it is a demon or a disaster, we will all know it." It is the time when the smell is the strongest, and it is very easy to find anything. At that time, let’s see which piece of soil in your inn is the soil of disaster, and it is a soil of disaster for the good.”
Although the people in Xianmen have repeatedly assured that they have dealt with this corpse well, it is different from the Yin corpses commonly used by evil spirits and crooked ways. But the shopkeeper was still timid and dubious.
According to the instructions of the elders, he usually placed the corpse in the coffin, put the coffin in the attic on the top floor, and pasted many coffin-sealing charms on the coffin lid.
He told the waiter in the shop to change out a batch of brand new talisman papers every so often, lest the coffin should not be sealed tightly and corpses would come out to act as demons at will.
For example, after two years, no new misfortunes occurred in the inn, and the corpse man has always been peaceful and never opened the coffin.
People are always like this, forget the pain when the scar is healed.
The shopkeeper gradually felt that the so-called evil and calamity were temporary. As the saying goes, three years of small luck, ten years of luck, even if the previous luck is not good, it should be changed.
The waiter smelled a corpse, and he suffered from bags under his eyes, so he can sleep well now. It's because the business of his inn hasn't been saved yet.
Obviously the insider kept tight-lipped about the two disasters and did not spread the word in Luohuashan city, but his inn was getting deserted day by day and few customers came.
Because of two disasters, the shopkeeper and the waiter had a problem——
If there is one visitor, they are very welcome. If there are two partners, they will be reluctant and fearful, for fear that there will be a scene where there will be one less after waking up.
The shopkeeper looked at Wu Xingxue with fear, and quickly took it back: "You guys were going to stay in the store the day before, and I was terrified of dying, I was really terrified of dying! I didn't fall asleep all night, and I didn't dare to open my eyes." , I'm afraid that the night will not be peaceful again."
The shopkeeper didn't dare to say a word - he actually kept his ears up and paid attention to the movement of the guest room all night. But it was a very peaceful night, and he didn't hear a sound, not a word of conversation or movement or anything beside him.
He once suspected that the two guests had sealed the room with a ban or a barrier.
Early the next morning, he stood behind the counter, waiting for the two guests to come downstairs.
"When I saw you all come down, my heart fell." The shopkeeper said, sighed a long sigh, and said regretfully: "So, why are you coming back again? Won't-"
The shopkeeper was full of thoughts, and he didn't realize what he was talking about until halfway through the sentence.
He stopped talking abruptly and looked up in horror.
Seeing Wu Xingxue looking at him with deep eyes: "I don't know anything either?"
The shopkeeper swallowed deeply, and even gave him a hundred guts but didn't dare to continue.
But even if he kept quiet, Wu Xingxue knew what he was going to say.
He has already said a lot - he said that under the influence of this disaster, a little girl devoured her own father in the middle of the night. It is said that under the influence of this disaster, a scholar devoured his own book boy.
When it came to Wuxingxue, it was naturally the same. From the perspective of the shopkeeper, it was nothing more than a tragedy that devoured his own people.
In an instant, Wu Xingxue felt that the absurdity was so ridiculous that he almost wanted to laugh out loud.
Why, I'm not crazy.
he thought.
But soon, he developed an even more absurd fear amidst the absurdity...
Because he is really a demon.
Demons don't care about proportions—one moment Sang Yu was comforting and warming with the energy of others, and the next moment he drank the other person's blood. Yun Hai, who was once a fairy, would also break out of control and act recklessly.
And me
Wu Xingxue thought to herself.
Have I ever been like this? Have you lost control? Has anything like this ever happened? and also…
Has Xiao Fuxuan seen it
He actually didn't think Tangtang Tianxiu Shangxian would disappear out of thin air because of a small inn, never to be seen again, some rumors and tricks could not scare him.
He suddenly wanted to see each other, really wanted to.
When this thought flashed, there were numerous footsteps on the guest room door. A handful of paper ashes rushed into the room through the open window and gathered around Wu Xingxue.
Perhaps it was because the demonic energy was too strong, and the paper ashes even burst into sparks.
A group of people wearing robes of the same color came chasing after Zhihui. They wore long ribbons behind their high hair crowns. Each of them held a sword, and each silver scabbard was covered with vermilion. 』There is a round seal with the word "seal" engraved on it.
It was the Xianmen, the Feng family, who was often invited to Luohuashan City.
The one who started it was a young girl with a bright face, and said in her mouth: "The corpse has been stable for a while, the demon should have been subdued long ago—"
"... post."
As soon as they stepped into the door, they saw the "stable" corpse on the ground, and the "submissive" demon holding a sword.
The demon has a voice like the breeze, but the more he thinks about what he says, the more terrifying he says: "Please help me dig three feet to find someone, or don't come back."