The banks of the Sanchuan River suddenly turned red.
Each of the charming flowers seems to have its own story, making it easy for people to fall into it.
In the vast Sanchuan River, a small boat with three people was moving forward slowly.
The two Feng Mian brothers had a tacit understanding and did not speak, but observed silently. They clearly remembered that when they came to this underworld and walked on the road to the underworld, the ghosts in the Sanchuan River were very restless.
Feeling the human aura aroused their urge to escape, so they kept rolling around without stopping for a moment. But now, since the appearance of the Sanchuan River Lord, everything has been completely calm.
The man holding the boat in front of him must really be the owner of the Sanchuan River, so he has such a great intimidating power. Not only can he calm down many ghosts, but he also knows the Soul Suppressing Sword like the back of his hand.
After a while, the atmosphere was too quiet, and Feng Mian had too many doubts in his heart, so he couldn't help but ask: "River Lord, you know us from the beginning, right? Where do you want to take us?"
Originally, they wanted to walk across the Sanchuan Bridge and directly reach the center of the Underworld. But the river owner insisted that they take a boat and follow her guidance. There was no other way but to do it.
"Yes, since you are the master of Sanchuan River, you are also a person from the Nether Realm. You should also understand the grudges between the Nether Clan and the Human Clan. Why do you want to help us? Aren't you afraid of becoming the target of public criticism?"
For a long time, the old woman didn't say a word in the face of her brother's questioning, but concentrated on rowing.
Finally, they passed a sea of bright red flowers, and the boat stopped at a shore.
When they stepped onto the river bank, the ghosts in the Sanchuan River became restless again, but there seemed to be some kind of barrier in it. They couldn't break free at all and could only keep struggling.
"If you don't want to get into trouble, then don't ask anything here. Follow me and I will tell you everything when I get there. Don't be too curious, you will only hurt yourself."
The old woman walked forward slowly. It was pitch black in front of her, and Feng Mian and the two couldn't see clearly what was there. There were ghosts flowing around everywhere, but the aura on Feng Mian's body was special, so neither Feng Mian nor the two dared to approach easily.
Patiently, they continued to walk forward. Until they walked into deep darkness, lights with spiritual fires suddenly lit up in front of them, and then they were quickly connected together, and a simple and exquisite room appeared.
There seemed to be a barrier around them. When Feng Mian and Feng Xing entered the barrier, they were subconsciously stunned. There were two completely different worlds here and the outside world. It was so magical.
The originally stooped old woman's gray hair instantly turned into jet black and glossy. Her original old face also regained its beauty. Her simple dress highlighted her graceful figure.
Looking up, Feng Mian and the two were surprised to find that there were four large characters written on the plaque directly above.
Jieyou Inn!
At this time, the woman paused, turned around, and looked at the two brothers calmly.
"If you don't come in yet, once the fierce souls outside discover your aura, even I won't be able to protect you. Even if you have a soul-suppressing sword, how much strength can you have to keep pushing it?"
Without daring to hesitate, Feng Mian and Feng Xing walked straight in.
The lights are brightly lit here, and all kinds of people gather here. Each is doing his or her own thing. Drinking, chatting, chatting, and even fist-fighting, but no one is human.
Feng Mian stepped into the inn lobby. When the human aura spread out from his body, many guests turned their eyes to them at the same time, showing surprise, confusion, and even greedy expressions, as if they wanted to eat them.
"Do what you have to do! You know the rules. If you dare to mess around in Jieyou Inn, you should be clear about the consequences. No matter who is here, they are my guests, and no one is allowed to mess around."
Jieyou Inn prohibits disputes.
Even so, Feng Mian and Feng Xing still did not dare to let down their guard. They kept paying attention to their surroundings, and then slowly followed the woman into the back hall and then entered an independent guest room.
"What exactly is this place? Why do so many ghosts stay here? Don't they want to return to the human world? How deep is their obsession that they choose to stay here?"
Feng Xing asked in confusion, but Feng Mian didn't care, because he could know some information from the name of the inn. The so-called Jieyou Inn, without any disputes, may be where you can find the truest happiness.
"I don't think so. People here choose to escape. If they really have the courage to face it, then no matter where they are, it will not be a fetter for them, and they will be free wherever they are."
Hearing this, the woman in front of him turned around and looked at Feng Xing with some curiosity.
"You are in a good mood."
I poured two cups of tea and a faint fragrance rose.
"Drink it and hide your aura to avoid unnecessary trouble. I know your purpose here very well. If the Soul Suppressing Sword hadn't disturbed the peace of Sanchuan River, I wouldn't have come forward."
Looking at each other, Feng Mian finally couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Is it just because of the strange movement in the Sanchuan River that you decided to stop the three-headed bull guard? No other purpose?"
Standing up, the woman walked forward and looked into the distance.
"I am Meng Siniang, the owner of this Jieyou Inn. In your current state, if you don't stay here, you will cause countless troubles. At least on my territory, no one will dare to trouble you.
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Next, Meng Siniang made even more shocking remarks.
"The Divine Pillar is in your body. No matter where you are, you will be the target of public criticism. You came to the underworld rashly and opened the seal between the underworld and the human race. Are you too impulsive and reckless?"
His eyes changed, Feng Mian stared at Meng Siniang warily, and subconsciously stepped back together with Feng Xing.
"You know our identities and the rare treasure on my body? So you deliberately brought us here. Your purpose is to control the divine pillar space?" This is the most direct suspicion, and it is reasonable.
With a faint smile, Meng Siniang looked at Feng Mian and the two with a flash of disdain.
"Do you think that everyone will be interested in that broken pillar? Maybe others are flocking to it, but to me, it's worthless. I can't leave this Jieyou Inn at all, so what's the use of getting that thing?"
Taking a long breath, Feng Mian knew that there was no need for her to deceive herself, so she gradually lowered her guard: "Then what is your purpose? You don't just want to help us."
As soon as her figure flashed, Meng Siniang suddenly took action and grabbed Feng Mian's neck.
"I have absolute dominance here, so even if you have the ability to enter the Jieyou Inn, you can only endure it. If I want to kill you, it's just a wave of my hand."
Let go of Feng Mian, and the strong oppression disappears.
He turned around and turned his back to them: "I have been waiting here for many years. I have also extradited many of these ghosts who come and go. The long-cherished wish in my heart has never been achieved."
When the conversation changed, Meng Siniang stared at Feng Mian and Feng Xing.
"When I felt something strange in the Sanchuan River, I guessed that you were here. Because the aura of the Soul-Suppressing Sword dispersed, ordinary beings couldn't detect it. But for me, it is very familiar."
He took a step forward and met Feng Mian's eyes: "I'm not a good person, so I brought you here to avoid a lot of trouble, and it's also for my purpose. You have to do something for me."
"What if we don't agree?"
Feng Xing faced Meng Siniang head-on. He was neither humble nor arrogant, but he was not threatened in any way.
The next moment, a powerful aura suddenly hit him. Feng Xing was unable to fight back and was directly thrown away, hitting the wall and hitting the ground heavily. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that you didn't listen carefully to what I said. The cards in your hands that you think are very strong are of no use to me. Whether it's the soul-suppressing sword or the divine pillar, I don't take it seriously at all."
"If I throw you out now, with your strength, you may be okay in a short time. But over time, when your spiritual power is weak, you will not be able to summon the soul-suppressing sword, and you will be targeted by thousands of souls. Do you know the consequences?"
Feng Mian's heart sank, and he secretly wondered if he had entered a black shop?
"What do you want? Just tell me!"
Helping Feng Xing up, Feng Mian stared. Sure enough, there is no one in the world who treats you well without any reason.
"If I'm not wrong, the god-controlling pillar space on your body was given to you by that old guy, right? Since you can come here, there must be a way to find that guy. I have something very important to ask.
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His heart stirred, and Feng Mian was shocked: "Do you know my teacher? Or do you have any relationship or entanglement with my teacher? If you are so excited, the connection must not be simple. It turns out that the real purpose is here."
Feng Mian understood clearly that if this was the case, then he was not an enemy.
"Siniang, you won't tell me that you had a relationship with my teacher back then, right? That would be wonderful." Feng Mian suddenly became obsessed with gossip and asked desperately.
The next second, a burst of energy directly blew it away. But Feng Mian seemed to have been prepared. He just stepped back a certain distance, and then managed to steady himself, but did not dare to continue to act recklessly.
Meng Siniang looked at the mid-air in the distance. It was pitch black and there were ghosts everywhere. She had been used to it after waiting here for so many years, but the appearance of Feng Mian rekindled her hope.
Memories rose up in an instant, and scenes from that year appeared before my eyes as if they were yesterday.
"Haha... connection? Boy, I advise you not to be smart and make random guesses. I want to find that old guy, so of course I have my own purpose. Whether you are willing or not, you have a direct connection with him and you must help me find him."
Feng Mian handed over his hand: "Even if you didn't say it, I would still do it. The reason I came here this time is to rescue my teacher and trace my true life experience. This is what I promised him at the beginning."
While they were talking, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.
A man lowered his head, not daring to look at Siniang's face, and said anxiously: "Siniang, it's not good, something happened. Outside the inn, there are a large number of powerful ghosts coming in a menacing manner, and they have gathered outside the inn...