Yun Luo considers himself to be very brave, even breaking into ancient tombs, so as not to be frightened by an empty city.
However, this situation is really weird...
She and Jun Wuchen stood on the street, observing as they walked, and the more they looked, the more strange they felt.
At this time, two people passed by an inn.
Jun Wuchen suddenly stopped and looked sideways at the closed door of the inn, "There seems to be breathing inside."
"Go in and take a look?" Yun Luo asked.
Jun Wuchen thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
The two people walked quietly to the door of the inn and found that the doors and windows were closed tightly and had been bolted tightly from the inside.
Yun Luo took out a thin dagger, stuck it in through the crack in the door, and slashed down.
The sharp dagger cut through iron like mud. After a slight sound, the wooden bolt at the door broke.
"Creak-" The wooden door of the inn slowly opened.
The sound of opening the door, which was not too loud at first, sounded particularly sharp and harsh in the dark and silent night, making people feel chills running down their backs.
It was even darker inside the inn, and nothing could be seen.
Yun Luo reached out and popped out a small ball of flame, letting it fly around the house and lighting up the scene inside.
"Hiss..." Yun Luo couldn't help but take a breath of air.
There is indeed someone in the inn!
I saw four or five people lying scattered on the ground, wearing ordinary cloth. Two of them had swords around their waists. They should be warriors.
There is also a person behind the counter, who looks to be in his forties or fifties, wearing dark green clothes, leaning on a chair with his eyes closed and breathing weakly. He seems to be the innkeeper.
There is also a person lying on the wooden stairs leading upstairs from the hall, with a posture as if he is running, and one hand reaches towards the second floor with difficulty. Judging from the appearance, he should be the errand boy of the inn.
Whether it is the shopkeeper, the waiter or the guests, everyone has their eyes tightly closed, their faces are pale, and their breathing is extremely weak, as if they are not there, it is easy to be ignored.
At first glance, this scene looks like corpses lying on the ground.
"They are all still alive."
Jun Wuchen saw the situation at a glance, squatted down, and casually tried one of the people's necks, "The breathing was weak, the heart rate was very slow, and the body temperature was also low."
Yun Luo also tried others, "Everyone's symptoms are the same."
She tried to pinch Renzhong, but no matter how hard she tried, there was no response.
The two looked at each other.
"Go upstairs and have a look. There might be others upstairs." Yun Luo stood up.
The two of them carefully avoided the inn waiter who collapsed on the stairs and walked up the stairs to the second floor.
This inn has a total of three floors. The first floor is the dining hall, and the second floor is the guest rooms. There are wooden signs hanging next to the room doors with the words "Ground One" and "Ground Two" written on them. p>
There is a corridor in the middle, with three guest rooms on each side. From ground one to ground six, the doors of each room are tightly closed.
Yun Luo unlocked the door bolts of each room, opened the door, and found that some rooms were occupied by guests, while others were empty.
In Room 1, there are two guests, both male.
Their swords were placed beside them, and they fell beside the table, unconscious like the people downstairs.
The weirdest thing is that there are food and wine on the table next to it, including two pairs of bowls, chopsticks and two cups.
The food and wine were all moldy and gave off a strange smell. One of the two wine glasses was poured, and the wine inside flowed onto the table. It had dried up, leaving only a faint water stain.