The door of the inn was open, but from the outside, it seemed like nothingness and nothing could be seen.
Xu Zimo remembered a very ancient legend.
About the legend of the Inn of Good and Evil.
It is said that there is a kind of monster in this world called the Good and Evil Beast.
It loves good and hates evil, appreciates kind people very much, and often helps them.
But it will never be merciful to those who have deep karma and do evil.
Later, it opened a mobile inn to serve people on this continent.
Whenever a kind person enters the inn, it will grant one of their wishes.
And if a bad person enters, he will be sealed, and he must fulfill the wish of a good person before he can regain his freedom.
The Inn of Good and Evil travels between five continents, and it has no fixed location or destination to find.
Any good person who sees it can reach heaven in one step.
The evil ones, on the other hand, will be frightened by the news and stay away from them.
Xu Zimo heard this story in his previous life, but he himself had never seen this inn.
Even its authenticity is open to debate.
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Xu Zimo looked at the inn that appeared in front of him, put the Dark Sky Tiger away, and then walked slowly towards the inn.
He looked at the flag waving in the cold wind, and finally stepped into the inn.
When the body escapes into the void, it feels like entering another space.
Compared with the cold outside, the temperature inside is neither cold nor hot, which is very pleasant.
After Xu Zimo walked in, he looked at it carefully.
The interior of the inn is not large, with only one table and four chairs beside the table.
There was a burning stove next to it, and the whole stove was filled with blazing flames.
The furnace mountain is burning some water.
This water was not put into any kind of container, it just appeared out of thin air in mid-air and was boiled by the stove.
Seeing Xu Zimo staring at him, two eyes appeared on the stove.
He glared at Xu Zimo and said, "What are you looking at? You've never seen such a handsome guy like me."
Xu Zimo chuckled lightly.
In addition to the stove, there are many paintings hanging on the surrounding walls in the inn.
Xu Zimo glanced at it for a few times, and most of the content on the painting was about the deeds of the Good and Evil Inn.
It was probably painted by some people on Yuanyang Continent, and it was quite fantasy-like.
In addition, in the front of the inn, there is a table made of ten thousand year old sandalwood.
A little girl with small horns was lying on the table snoring.
Her purring was very loud, a bit like thunder in the sky, and she was blowing bubbles from her nose.
The little girl had short white hair and was sleeping with her head buried in her arms. The atmosphere in the inn was very quiet.
As Xu Zimo stepped forward, the little girl slowly raised her head as if she heard the movement.
Her eyes are big and full of energy, and her face is baby-fat and pink.
A pair of dark eyes looked at Xu Zimo, yawned, and muttered to himself: "Another guest is here."
She turned towards the inn and shouted: "Old sir, your guest is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that at the very front of the inn, to the left of the sandalwood table, a small door hung with black cloth was pushed open.
A middle-aged man wearing green clothes and a silk scarf with a very elegant temperament came out.
This middle-aged man in Tsing Yi holds a folding fan and has a very gentle smile on his face.
"Guest, you must know the rules of the Good and Evil Inn," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
"I've heard some rumors about you, so I came in out of curiosity to have a look," Xu Zimo nodded and replied.
"Everyone who dares to come into our place is a good person, so are you evil or good?" The middle-aged man stared at Xu Zimo and asked.
"Excuse me, what is good? What is evil?" Xu Zimo asked.
"We have our own standards of judgment," the middle-aged man smiled.
I saw him waving his right hand, and the boiling water burning on the stove next to him turned into a stream of water.
It fell into the teacup on the table.
After the water fell into the cup, it was divided into two poles. One half looked very clear, and the other half was turbid.
The middle-aged man pointed at the teacup and said, "Whether it is good or evil, you will know after drinking this glass of water."
Xu Zimo picked up the tea cup curiously, and drank it in one gulp without seeing anything unusual.
When the glass of water entered his stomach, Xu Zimo's consciousness paused momentarily.
The scene in front of him went black, as if a mysterious force was pulling on his memory and forcing him to fall upside down.
This kind of backward playback belongs to Xu Zimo's memory, not only the memory of this life, but also the memory of his previous life.
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Looking back again, Xu Zimo looked at the scenes of the past.
After the failure and misery in his previous life, he finally experienced many hardships and died under the sword of his opponent.
Even looking back, Xu Zimo still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Someone has said that a truly strong person is one who can face the bleakness of life and past failures and become a warrior in life.
But who doesn’t want to turn back time and give themselves another chance to start over?
Xu Zimo's emotions gradually changed from the initial ups and downs. Perhaps the memory allowed him to be immersed in the situation again and experience the failures of the past.
In the end, everything in this life is unfolding before us again.
His emotions also calmed down, perhaps this could be considered a transformation in his state of mind.
When the scenes in the picture ended, Xu Zimo opened his eyes and his consciousness began to move.
He looked at the middle-aged man, who was sitting at the table nearby, drinking water peacefully.
"You can call me Mr.," the middle-aged man said.
"Am I... a good person?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"Your expression was very ferocious at first, but then it gradually returned to normal. You broke the mood and passed the test,"
The middle-aged man called Mr. Old said: "This is the tea of good and evil, and all living things drink it.
All memories will be reflected in front of it. My standards for good and evil are very simple.
Anyone who can look directly at his own life and have a clear conscience is good."
Xu Zimo smiled and slowly sat down on the chair beside him.
"According to the rules, you can choose an evil person to fulfill a wish for you, and in the end you can set that evil person free," the old gentleman said.
"Evil man," Xu Zimo chuckled.
The old gentleman nodded, and then he waved his right hand again, and a mist enveloped the entire inn.
Then Xu Zimo's vision changed, and he found himself deep in a fog.
And countless cages appeared around the mist.
Each cage contains a creature.
These creatures include humans, monsters, or people from various races.
Some looked disgusted, while others were sleeping peacefully.