Nangong Xi'er blushed slightly and stuttered: "Yes... yes, shouldn't you be in the same room as the Taoist Priest?"
Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Senior sister, have you forgotten that we are going to sneak away again?"
Nangong Xi'er reacted: "Yes, that... Taoist priest, my junior brother and I have always slept in the same room!"
Zhao Xiaqiu frowned slightly and tilted his head: "Huh?"
"Yeah." Su Baiyi nodded.
"Oh." Zhao Xiaqiu pondered for a moment, "So that's it. I'm sorry I never found out. So you guys..."
"Shh." Su Baiyi was afraid that the fast-thinking Daochang Zhao would say something strange, which would be spread by those bull demons and snake gods downstairs, and the senior sister's reputation would be ruined.
"We will leave tomorrow morning." After Zhao Xiaqiu finished speaking, he opened the door and walked in.
Su Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and walked in with Nangong Xi'er. Nangong Xi'er wiped the sweat from her forehead: "The secret was almost exposed."
"Senior sister, senior sister, why are you different from when I first met you?" Su Baiyi asked helplessly.
"It's different?" Nangong Xi'er touched her red face, "Why is it different?"
"When we first met, I felt that the senior sister was very arrogant. She was going to lead our three junior brothers to conquer the world with her sword." Su Baiyi smiled, and then said, "Now it seems that she is a bit silly."
"A bit...silly?" The corner of Nangong Xi'er's mouth twitched slightly.
Su Baiyi pointed at Nangong Xi'er and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, you look a little silly like this now."
In the next room, Zhao Xiaqiu poured himself a cup of tea. Before he could drink it, he heard Su Baiyi's screams from the next room. He immediately put down the tea cup, rushed out of the room and kicked open the door next door.
At the door of the room, Su Baiyi's hands were folded over by Nangong Xi'er, and he was pressing them on the table, screaming.
"Master, Master, Senior Sister, I was wrong..."
Hearing the sound of the door being kicked open, Su Baiyi and Nangong Xi'er turned their heads at the same time, only to see Zhao Xiaqiu standing at the door stupidly. He wanted to close the door and return to his room immediately, looking a little at a loss.
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Nangong Xi'er immediately withdrew her hand, and Su Baiyi hurriedly stood up and looked at Zhao Xiaqiu at the door. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Daoist Zhao...what's wrong?"
Zhao Xiaqiu closed the door and said slowly: "It's okay... you continue."
In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, the blood judge who just spoke could no longer hold back. He said solemnly: "If you guys don't have the guts to rob, you might as well get out of here as soon as possible. If you still have some guts, then come with me."
Go upstairs and kill these three people. As for who gets the secret book in the end, it depends on everyone's ability!"
The ghost scholar jumped up and walked in front of the Blood Judge, with a terrifying smile on his pale and bloodless face: "That won't work, I've agreed, that girl is mine."
"Then you go and snatch that girl away first!" The blood judge punched the ghost scholar in the chest, but the ghost scholar did not hide and resisted the blood judge's punch, and then his chest was dented to an incredible extent.
After going down, the ghost scholar stepped back, took another breath, and his chest returned to its original state. He was still smiling: "Wouldn't whoever strikes first become the scapegoat? I am the ghost scholar, and I don't want to be someone else's scapegoat.
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"Disgusting guy!" The blood judge took out the judge's pen beside him and stabbed the ghost scholar. The ghost scholar jumped and hid among the others. The two of them passed a few moves, but neither of them was hurt. However, the person next to him was not injured.
Everyone lost the prize, and for a while, there were angry curses everywhere, and many people also participated in the melee.
In the room on the second floor, Nangong Xier asked in a low voice: "Run now?"
Su Baiyi shook his head: "Wait a little longer."
Another two hours passed, and the noise on the first floor finally calmed down. Some people suffered losses in the melee just now. Knowing that they were no match, they left with their injured companions first, but the Blood Judge and the Ghost Scholar remained the same.
There they were tit for tat, but neither could hurt the other.
At this time, two more people walked into the Yuelai Inn. They were all wearing bamboo hats and large cloaks, and they seemed to have traveled a long way here.
"A new guest has arrived." The ghost scholar wandered to the door of the inn.
"Get out!" Judge Blood raised his pen and pointed at the two people.
"Blood Judge, ghost scholar?" the man walking in front said solemnly.
The ghost scholar laughed and said: "Yeah yeah yeah~ It seems that Xiaosheng is very famous."
The man walking behind yawned, as if he was very tired: "The Blood Judge, the ghost scholar, had already thrown himself into the Devil's City three years ago. Because of his mediocre strength, he was not accepted by the Lord of the Devil's City as the Nine Evils.
Over the past few years, I have been traveling around the world to do things for Castlevania, hoping to gain the attention of the Lord of Castlevania."
Everyone in the inn was shocked. It turned out that the Blood Judge and the Ghost Scholar had just staged a scene to help the people upstairs get rid of a group of enemies.
"Catch them!" someone shouted.
The ghost scholar grinned, jumped up to the two people, and slapped the man who spoke. The man yawned again, and impatiently slapped the ghost scholar's hand away, and said
It was a palm that hit the ghost scholar's chest.
The ghost scholar smiled, and his chest sunk in again, but soon his smile solidified on his face, and he stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes: "You are..."
"The ghost death knell who goes against the golden bell? This trick is useless to me." The man pushed forward lightly and knocked the ghost scholar away.
"Scholar!" Judge Xue shouted and hurriedly chased him out.
The two people didn't care about the ghost scholar and the blood judge. They stepped directly into the door, found a seat in the corner and sat down. They leaned on the stool and began to rest. But just now they had been
The one who yawned profusely put two chairs together, fell down and fell asleep.
Su Baiyi and Nangong Xi'er upstairs heard that there was no movement downstairs and finally quietly opened the window. Su Baiyi jumped down first, looked around and then turned to face Nangong Xi'er upstairs.
Wave.
Nangong Xi'er looked strange and shook her head helplessly.
"What's wrong?" Su Baiyi asked in a low voice.
"Master Su, where are you going?" A yawn sounded next to Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi turned around hurriedly, only to see Zhao Xiaqiu with messy hair squatting next to him with half-closed eyes, as if still in a dream.
wake.
"Daozhang Zhao?" Su Baiyi asked in shock, "Why are you here?"
"I heard something moving in your room, and I was afraid something might happen to you." Zhao Xiaqiu yawned.
"It's okay, it's okay, I just want to go to the latrine. It's okay, I'll go back now." Su Baiyi had no choice but to jump back into the room. But Zhao Xiaqiu, who was standing below, swayed for a while.
He lay down directly on the spot behind his head, snoring loudly for a moment, and fell asleep again...
PS: Today’s chapter recommendation is the eight-stop "Journey to Kyushu" by the author. I recommend everyone to read it!