Qin Yang had no intention of continuing the conversation. A guy with such a strange look might be a monster, but he must not be a good bird anyway.
Lure yourself here, treat yourself to a drink, and even grab a trace of your soul to pay for the drink in front of your face. After that, tell me how awesome this place is, can't it be free?
Qin Yang has heard and seen too many of this kind of routine of getting free first and then waiting for an opportunity to make a fortune.
From the guy's last words, Qin Yang knew that there was a big pit ahead and he couldn't jump into it no matter what.
Besides, in this short period of time, he also obtained a lot of information.
The auras of those natives who looked almost like dead people were not very strong. If he really let go, Qin Yang could destroy everything here and kill all the weirdos in one blow.
Similarly, the monster with a rather strange appearance is at a higher level than him, so what he wants to do will definitely be easy.
He must have tried it, and that leg was the price to pay.
But considering the terrifying resilience of that monster man, the price he paid for testing may be higher than what he saw.
When you have a drink, you have to pay honestly. If you don’t have money to pay, you would rather lose your soul than cause trouble.
The consequences of eating the Overlord's meal would definitely be more serious than tearing off a trace of your soul.
If the soul of a monk under the Dao Palace is torn off in this way, it will be an irreparable heavy damage. It cannot be repaired except by using heavenly materials and earthly treasures aimed at the soul.
And if the weakest monk had torn off a part of his soul like this, he would probably have died suddenly.
As Qin Yang walked down the restaurant, he secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he never liked to bully the weak, nor did he like to use his power to suppress others. Regardless of the strength, he was always reasonable. Even if he was passing by Xiaofang City to drink a bowl of tea, he would give
money.
Fortunately, I had experienced that the Huangquan Ferryman didn't like to accept foreign currency. I knew that if I didn't have the currency in my pocket, ordinary things might not be accepted here.
Otherwise, if you follow the waiter to eat and drink when you first come in, and end up with no money to pay the bill, wouldn’t you be a fool?
Qin Yang left the restaurant and looked up at the strange man who was leaning against the window and continuing to drink alone. He still had a smile on his face, but Qin Yang could tell that he seemed a little regretful and a little unhappy.
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But he didn't do anything or say anything harsh.
Qin Yang knew clearly that the rules here were stricter than imagined.
Don't cause trouble, it must be number one.
But he doesn't understand the specific rules now. If he doesn't understand, don't act rashly.
When Qin Yang left the restaurant, he wanted to take out a round light suit to see if the people here would accept it. At this moment, his thoughts changed, but he did nothing. He found a corner and squatted there to watch.
Watch people coming and going on the street and see what they are doing.
After looking for a long time, I saw nothing.
If you ignore the environment here, ignore the livid or pale faces of those people, and treat the wine and the like as ordinary wine, then this is an ordinary mortal town that cannot be more ordinary.
The coins they used did not include copper coins, but were all silver notes, with denominations ranging from large to small. In half a day, they saw everything from five cents to the largest one or two pieces of silver.
After squatting for a long time, there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and some stalls had begun to close. Qin Yang glanced at the restaurant, and saw the strange man still holding a wine glass, leaning against the window, looking down without saying a word.
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Qin Yang thought for a moment, stood up, and entered a pawn shop in front of him.
He took out a round light suit and slapped it on the table.
The shopkeeper in the back, who looked ashen as a zombie, picked up the round light suit and looked at it.
"How are you going to be a guest officer?"
"How to say?"
"It's worth five hundred coins if you live, and one tael if you die."
"So low?" Qin Yang was a little surprised. Although his round light suit was a low-level secret treasure that could be produced in batches, its power was not rubbish.
He observed it all day today, but he saw it clearly. A pot of wine would cost two hundred coins, and the price was not low.
"Guests, please rest assured. Our store is honest and honest. We always offer fixed prices, neither too high nor too low. Just right."
"That's damn good."
Qin Yang held a silver note with a face value of one tael, with the face value marked in the middle, and all kinds of weird runes next to it. There was also a hint of weird power inside, which was completely integrated with the bank note.
After thinking for a while, he took out another round light suit.
"Dead."
The owner of the pawn shop gave Qin Yang one or two banknotes of face value without saying a word.
Qin Yang continued to take out.
The shopkeeper's expression remained unchanged and his movements were swift. However, when Qin Yang took out the hundredth set, the shopkeeper immediately said after paying again.
"Sir, the shop can't afford it anymore. If we keep it for a long time, we can only get 500 cash."
"That's it, forget it..." Qin Yang felt a little regretful.
He had as much of this kind of thing as he wanted, and he could refining it in just a few breaths. It was nothing more than paying for some materials.
After leaving the pawn shop, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street outside, and the vendors setting up stalls had disappeared. In front of the restaurant, there was also a waiter hanging two large white lanterns, emitting a pale white light that was penetrating.
The whole town was deathly quiet.
On the second floor of the restaurant, the strange man was still leaning there, looking at Qin Yang below with a smile without saying a word.
Qin Yang stepped into the restaurant, and the waiter with a frozen smile on his face greeted him warmly as always.
"Sir, would you like to stay in the hotel?"
"How much does a room cost per day?"
"Three hundred coins."
"Obtain a room." Qin Yang threw a one-tael banknote to the waiter and added: "It's not enough, you can ask me again."
"Please come in, guest officer."
The waiter took Qin Yang up to the second floor. Qin Yang was not in a hurry to go to the guest room. He sat down opposite the monster man again, ordered a bottle of wine, and poured it for the monster man.
"It's not polite to come back and not reciprocate. I'm inviting you."
The strange man's smile gradually became abnormal. He picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and looked at Qin Yang with a strange smile.
"It's really amazing. Since I entered here, I have accidentally broken the rules seven times. You have been here for one day and you haven't broken the rules even once."
Qin Yang held the wine glass and drank the wine he bought with his own money. The taste seemed different.
Just as he was about to say something else, he saw a dark wind blowing up on the street below. On the street, mist spread close to the ground. When the wind receded, it fell silently like a black drizzle.
At the entrance of the town, a figure dressed in a shabby black robe with a shabby black cloth hanging over his face, holding a patched oil paper umbrella, wandered into the dead town.
With this outfit, Qin Yang immediately understood that he was a civil servant from the ancient underworld...
He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the strange man across the table.
No wonder this guy didn't say anything before, he was waiting to see himself finished.
There is nothing moving outside except the Yin Cha who doesn't know what his position is or what his responsibilities are.
You don't need to think about it to know that if you are still outside now, you will definitely be in big trouble. You will either be beaten to death or taken away. Anyway, nothing good will happen.
The sinister person on the street had an obscure aura that came and went, but it gave him an inexplicable pressure. Even if he didn't consider the other person's position, his pure personal strength was at least in the realm of Dharma.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang glanced at the strange man and added silently.
If the other party is a public official and naturally upholds rules, then the strength he can exert when upholding rules will definitely be raised to a higher level.
Maybe this strange man has already fought against the big boss below. If the strange man is not dead, then his strength should be at the Dharmakaya stage.
"There are many rules and taboos here. If you violate them, you will be in trouble. Don't you think about it? As long as you promise me one thing, I will tell you how to leave here."
"You are so capable, why don't you leave?"
"..." The strange man's smile froze, and he was choked and unable to speak for a long time.
"Of course it's not the right time."
Qin Yang curled his lips, stood up and headed to the guest room.
The strange man didn't give up and shouted from behind.
"You can think about it carefully, I just want you to do a favor, and it is just a small favor that will be easy for you after leaving here.
I can tell you everything about this place and help you avoid breaking all the rules here.
With your level of strength, if you violate it once, you will definitely die, and your guards will not be able to save you. This is my condition today.
If it comes tomorrow, there won't be such good conditions, and it will depend on how you die by then."
Qin Yang paused, turned around slowly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but could not see the slightest smile, and his eyes became cold.
"you know me?"
The enchanting man immediately secretly said that it is not good to talk too much and he will make mistakes.
He remained silent and turned to look out the window.
Qin Yang smiled and led the puppet master to the guest room.
The next day, Qin Yang was awakened by the noise on the main street. He got up and walked out of the restaurant. Like the natives here, he wandered casually on the street and carefully collected all kinds of information.
At the end of the day, Qin Yang returned to the restaurant after purchasing a bunch of things.
For three days in a row, Qin Yang came here like this every day. Every day he saw the strange man, he pretended not to see him and ignored him at all.
On the fourth day, the strange man seemed unable to sit still. When Qin Yang went out, he followed him.
He followed Qin Yang swaggeringly, watching Qin Yang purchase some messy things, such as tea that exuded strong yin energy, vegetables that are highly toxic to living people, and gadgets such as human skin rattles...
After the day was over and the last stall on the street was closed, Qin Yang returned to the restaurant.
The waiter came to tell him that the remaining room fee was not enough to pay for today. If he wanted to continue staying, he had to pay the bill first.
Qin Yang smiled and readily took out ten banknotes with a face value of one or two and handed them to the waiter.
"I want all twelve guest rooms. This is the room fee for three days. It won't be enough by then. You can ask me again."
"Okay, sir, please come in."
Qin Yang was not in a hurry to leave. He turned back and glanced at the strange man who had been following him all day, seemingly waiting for him to break the rules.
There was a trace of shock on the face of the enchanting man. He did not expect that Qin Yang would play such a trick on him.
The waiter had a stiff smile on his face and stopped at the door of the store, his words full of apologies.
"Sir, I'm really sorry. Our hotel is full and there are no more guest rooms."
The strange man pointed at Qin Yang.
"I was with him."
The waiter turned to look at Qin Yang, as if asking.
"I don't know him. I don't even know his name."
"Qin Yang!" The strange man shouted in a low voice: "What do you want?"
"Oh, it seems you really know me." Qin Yang curled his lips and turned to the second floor. He also ordered a bottle of wine, holding a wine glass, leaning against the window and looking at the street below.
At the door of the restaurant, a strange man stood there, his face ashen, and the smile on his face completely disappeared, but he just didn't dare to take a step and enter the store.
He just stood there, watching the waiter hang up the pale white lantern, watch the waiter close the door, and watch the cold fog and cold wind begin to appear on the street.
The strange man retreated to the street, looked up, and saw Qin Yang holding a glass of wine in the same posture as him, leaning on the bed with a faint smile on his face.
The whistling cold wind whistled by, and then came the black drizzle, falling quietly. At the entrance of the town, the big man holding an oil paper umbrella appeared silently with his feet in the cold mist.
Qin Yang sat by the window on the second floor and watched coldly.
That monster man started digging holes and waiting for him to jump from the moment they met. It didn't matter at first. In such a weird place, if he, a monster, came to play some heart-wrenching tricks when we met, that would be a real ghost.
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In order to protect himself and ensure his own interests, Qin Yang didn't think it was a big deal to use the information he knew to obtain benefits from the other party. He had no friendship with anyone.
The other party didn't say anything about what happened at night, and Qin Yang didn't feel that the other party had any obligation to tell him. The other party proposed a deal, but he refused. It was as simple as that.
But once this guy knows himself, his nature is completely different.
One person is himself, a very powerful monster, who only wants to dig a hole for himself and trick himself into jumping in. However, the price he has to pay for making a deal is not here, but after he leaves here.
It was something that was easy for him, but he hid it and didn't say what it was.
Listen, these words seem familiar.
If this guy hadn't tried to trick him, Qin Yang would have dared to write his name upside down!
If that's the case, then there's nothing to be polite about.
Anyway, he just booked a guest room in the restaurant. He spent real money. The room he slept in yesterday was uncomfortable. He wants to try every room today, can't he?
As for the rest...
For example, during the past two days of shopping, I found out that this is the only restaurant in this town that has guest rooms, and there are only twelve of them.
There is simply no other place to live.
For example, the residents in the small town would not open their doors even if the sky fell at night, and they would not receive outsiders at all.
Of course, these are all information that Qin Yang obtained by spending real money.
What happened to that monster man outside was none of his business.
He has no place to live. What is the reason?
It’s not that he is too stingy. He dug out a trace of his soul in his head and pretended to be quite grand. Who would have thought that he is just a stingy guy who lives and pays every day, and pays the bill every night after closing and drinking.
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On the street, the strange man no longer had time to take care of Qin Yang, who was just watching the excitement. He stared at the man in black robe holding an umbrella walking in front of him, slowly moved to the side of the street, and stood there motionless with his head lowered.
As if he noticed someone on the street, the oil-paper umbrella in the umbrella man's hand turned slightly, and red strings suddenly appeared on the edges of the umbrella ribs, with small bells as big as thumbs hanging below.
A crisp bell rings, jingling.
The ringing sounded through the streets with a strange rhythm.
Qin Yang, who was drinking on the second floor, felt slightly blurred when he heard the ringtone. He calmed down and stepped back, and the effect of the ringtone was suddenly reduced by half.
The man in black robe holding an oil-paper umbrella walked past him quietly as if he had not seen the strange man.
But as the man in black robe holding the umbrella passed by, a faint blue light gushed out from the seven holes of the strange man, and the aura of the soul was like a sudden bright light in the dark night.
Those wisps of faint blue light converged behind the man in black robe holding the umbrella, forming the image of an old woman with a dull face and plump figure.
The old woman, with a translucent figure and a faint blue glow all over her body, closely followed the man in black robe holding the umbrella, walked through the cold fog, through the main street of the town, and disappeared.
On the street, the strange man fell to the ground, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, and there was no trace of consciousness.
Qin Yang leaned against the window and looked at the strange man below, frowning slightly.
This guy looked dead, as if he had been possessed, but the soul just now was clearly an old woman from the human race, not the monster in front of him who didn't know what his true form was.
Time passed little by little, and after a stick of incense, a trace of vitality appeared on the strange man's body again, and the fluctuations in his consciousness reappeared.
He got up from the ground, and the frost that had condensed on his body shattered and fell. His face turned pale, he looked up at Qin Yang on the second floor, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture.
"Qin Yang, you are so cruel! Let me see how you get out of here!"
"Then I advise you to leave early. Go quickly and don't talk nonsense here." Qin Yang chuckled and turned to look inside the restaurant: "Waiter!"
"What are your orders, sir?"
Qin Yang took out a stack of banknotes and slapped them on the table.
"Twelve guest rooms, I'll cover them all for the next thirty days, okay?"
"Okay." The stiff smile on the waiter's face seemed to have become more sincere. After collecting the check, he added: "Sir, do you want some wine? The cook has taken a break, and now we only have wine."
"Want a bottle of wine."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Qin Yang drank the wine, glanced down, and raised his glass.
After drinking the wine in one gulp, Qin Yang took the wine bottle and went to find another room to live in.
The next day, when Qin Yang came out, he saw a strange man sitting in front of an Eight Immortals table. Wine and food were placed on the table, but not a single chopstick was touched.
After seeing Qin Yang, the strange man stood up, extended his hand to guide him, and spoke more politely.
"Qin Yang, I have already laid out the food and wine. Let's eat and drink together and have a casual chat?"