What to say?

What do you mean the two just checked out?

Make it clear, is it one room or two rooms?

Wu Xingxue was full of questions, but it was not convenient to ask a word. If you ask, the shopkeeper will not want to sleep peacefully tonight——

Just imagine, if an ordinary person has just sent off two guests, they will welcome the same person, and they will ask all kinds of things about them, and they will look like they are completely ignorant. Does it get scarier the more you think about it?

If you look back on the two of them as ghosts and monsters, please go to a few immortal gates to surround and arrest them, then the movement will be too big.

Tiansu Shangxian said that this is an illusion, but the scene is the real scene. Wu Xingxue didn't know how too much movement would affect this place, but based on common sense, it shouldn't be a good thing, it's better to keep a low profile.

So he forcibly pressed his face full of doubts, his face poised and hidden. It was as if he had indeed just left the store not long ago.

The shopkeeper stared at them with an expression of "what's wrong with you two", and then asked dryly, "Why, the two of you have changed to stay for one more night?"

Wu Xingxue said no, let me think about what excuses I can find.

As a result, no excuse was found, but Xiao Fuxuan responded to the shopkeeper: "Excuse me."

Wu Xingxue: "?"

You wait.

Lord Tiansu didn't wait for a while.

Just listen to the shopkeeper's tone is higher: "You... two really want to stay an extra night?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "Yes."

Wu Xingxue turned his head to the side, staring at a certain high immortal.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him for a while, then looked at the shopkeeper again, with his thin lips barely moving, he said in a low voice, "Let's go up there."

...

Row.

Wu Xingxue nodded respectfully.

It's not good to have no memory, and you have to be obedient from time to time.

What kind of obedient person can a dignified devil be? But he has come all the way, and in the eyes of those who don't know it, I am afraid that he can be called a modest son, gentle and docile.

If those people in Zhaoye City listened to these descriptions, they would be frightened.

Xiao Fuxuan deserved to be brief and neat, but the shopkeeper was very strange and looked unwilling. As if the guest stayed an extra night was not to his liking.

His expression successfully attracted the attention of a certain devil.

Wu Xingxue narrowed his eyes and observed him.

The shopkeeper slapped his abacus twice, then picked up the gray-blue name book on the counter, licked the sandy yellow sheet with his fingers, and picked up the pen.

He moves well, speaks well, and he is slow. He is clearly middle-aged, his hair is still black, but he has a dark air, completely different from that chubby shop assistant.

The shopkeeper dipped a brush of ink, then raised his head and asked, "Are you two still staying in the first room?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "Yes."

Hearing this "um", the big devil finally didn't have the heart to observe the shopkeeper.

Wu Xingxue turned his head and stared at Xiao Fuxuan again. Taking advantage of this angle, the shopkeeper could not see clearly, and asked with his mouth: One room? ? ?

He saw Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him lightly, and that glance was enough to clearly see the shape of the lips and the problem. But he waited for a long time, but did not wait for Xiao Fuxuan to say "Go up and talk about it".

It's like... by default.

Wu Xingxue's silence fell, and for a moment he pursed his lips and retracted his gaze.

The shopkeeper picked one out of a large circle of copper keys and handed it to the shop assistant who was fat. Xiao Er took it over and led the two "going and returning" guests to the second floor.

He hesitated, blushing and said in a low voice, "Well, my inn doesn't come often, and it's only been over an hour for the two of you to check out, so... so the room hasn't had time to clean up."

As he spoke, he quickly glanced at the counter, as if he was afraid that the shopkeeper would hear about his laziness.

"If the two of you are not in a hurry, can you wait for a while, I will clean it up, and then go to change the pot of hot tea——" The little fat man stopped at the door of the room, and before he finished speaking, he felt his hands cold, and he squeezed the The keys at your fingertips won't work.

This icy touch is familiar to him, and when the elegant and handsome guest touches him with his hand, that's how it feels, it can make him freeze.

The little fat man looked at Wu Xingxue in confusion, and the key really got to him.

In an instant, the guest had already unlocked the door and entered.

Well, it seems that it is very urgent.

The little fat man thought.

Wu Xingxueran didn't know what the second shopkeeper was thinking about, but he was distracted by the phrase "one room" for a while, wanting to see what the bedroom that had not had time to clean looked like.

When the big devil opened the door, he thought, if it is as unsightly as that Sang Yu's couch...

He slaughtered the second shopkeeper who was looking for his brain.

Little Fatty didn't even know that he had passed through the gate of hell. He pulled the towel on his shoulders, slammed into the door, was about to clean but was stunned: "Huh?"

In this guest room, the couch is neat and tidy, the wooden chair is placed on the table, and the tea cups from Table Mountain are still upside down on the tea tray. He had lived there, but he didn't look like he had been moved.

"The two of you are..." The little fat man blinked and looked at the two guests in confusion. For a while, he never touched the guests he had cleaned up, let alone cleaned up to this extent.

If you don't really live, what do you do with an empty room?

Wu Xingxue was exceptional, but his face still didn't show any color. His eyes swept across every corner of the house, and then he turned to the little fat man and said, "You don't need to clean up, you can go."

The little fat man could not ask for it, "Hey!" The ground responded, and ran away with the cloth towel.

As soon as the miscellaneous people left, Wu Xingxue immediately looked at Xiao Fuxuan.

Good luck to you.

Wu Xingxue stared at him and said, "What's yours?"

Xiao Fuxuan raised his sword and touched the door, the door was closed instantly, and the night mountain breeze no longer leaked in. He walked to the table, lowered his head and flicked the candle.

The lights turned on instantly, don't know if it was an illusion or something, and the room seemed to be a lot warmer.

He withdrew his hand from the lamp, and then raised his eyes to look at Wu Xingxue: "Why?"

Therefore, when the shopkeeper said "one room", he was silent, which caused people to misunderstand.

But Wu Xingxue couldn't say this.

Because of the so-called "misunderstanding", the door will break up when you open the door and enter the room. The shopkeeper's second child is much older, and she doesn't know each other.

The only use of that misunderstanding was to tease Wu Xingxue who had misunderstood for a while.

The person who did this kind of thing was standing by the table with a long sword, still looking cold and indifferent.

The bean lamp on the table flickered.

Wu Xingxue was suddenly curious, if the calamity of the year, Tiansu Shangxian really did not fall in his room, what kind of expression would it look like, or so...

But as soon as the idea came to mind, it was swept away by the big devil.

He blinked lightly at the head of the lamp, and when he turned back, he no longer mentioned "misunderstanding" or "misunderstanding", but mumbled "forget it", then asked Xiao Fuxuan: "Why did you suddenly change the owner? Want to stay here for the night?"

After asking, he reacted, gave a soft "ah", looked at Xiao Fuxuan and said, "It seems... which time did Shang Xian remember this?"

Yes, will never come back to Luohuashan City... Well, they all live in this store.

The devil thought.

Sure enough, after hearing Xiao Fuxuan say "En", he said silently for a moment, "That was the first time I came to Luohuashan City."

Wu Xingxue was stunned: "The last time?"

Xiao Fuxuan nodded, "The next time I hear it, it's the news that it was burnt through by the mountain fire."

Wu Xingxue said that that should be it, they were pulled into this illusion, perhaps because Luohuashan City hid secrets on this day.

He asked again, "What unusual or extraordinary things happened that day?"

Xiao Fuxuan said indifferently, "No."

Wu Xingxue was a little surprised: "No?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "Yes."

Nothing unusual happened that day, he just met the Spirit King at Luohuashan Market again, and once again made it easy to walk in the market.

That day, King Ling had just finished the decree of heaven, and he consumed a lot of immortal energy, and he was tired and lazy. When the wind blew in the night mountain, felt a little cold, so entered this inn.

The shopkeeper of the inn was slow and not attentive, and the shop assistant was reckless and very careless.

He remembered that the night was deeper and more dewy. There was a fireplace in the house. He floated lights in all corners, and the stars were shining, and the room was warm.

The Spirit King soon became sleepy. He supported his head a little bit, and after a while, he curled up and fell asleep, slowly spinning his fairy energy in his deep sleep.

And he slept all the way as always, sitting leaning against the window with his legs outstretched, glancing at the person curled up on the bed from time to time to prevent the other party from running smoothly and making mistakes in the middle.

It was plain that night, if he hadn't entered this inn again, he would never have even thought of that day.

But now that think about it, no abnormality is the biggest abnormality.

Xiao Fuxuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly frowned and said, "My memory of that night should be changed."

Wu Xingxue was stunned: "Who?"

After he asked, he realized that he had said something superfluous-he had the dream bell hanging around his waist, and he actually asked Xiao Fuxuan who moved his memory.

But Tiansu Shangxian can say that he is a person who can be equal to the head of the immortal. If he wants to tamper with his memory, even if he has a good relationship or even a very close person, it should be extremely difficult to get it.

...

What happened on that day that led him to touch Xiao Fuxuan's memory?

In other words, what happened to this store that day, and what caused it, making the city of Luohuashan a scorched earth?

These questions lingered in Wu Xingxue's mind, even when he came to the dream, he was entangled, like withered vines or giant snakes climbing up, exuding the smell of rotten Yin "tide".

At night, Wu Xingxue suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment of waking up, his nose was still lingering with the yin "moisture", like the aftertaste of an undisturbed dream.

The room was dark, and the four seemed to be even more silent, except for the barely audible breath of himself and the other person.

He slept on his side, facing the wall of the bed, another breath on him.

He moved his lips and called out "Xiao Fuxuan" in a low voice, just as he was about to ask why the other party suddenly turned off the lights. But for a moment, he was shocked that something was wrong!

That's not Xiao Fuxuan.

Because the breath was so close, it was like... the thing was lying beside the bed, resting on his back in the silence.

Wu Xingxue turned over and met a pair of unblinking, glowing eyes.