The only way

Chapter 115 Zhongyuan Town

Zhongyuan Town.

A small town built entirely of gray and white stones, quietly crawling on this barren land for hundreds of miles.

There is no one inhabited for hundreds of miles, and there is no trace of birds and beasts.

It is described that this place is located in the west of Jiuming Prefecture, where the Taoist Sect of the Sanqing Dynasty is located, and it is connected with Tingjian Prefecture. The famous barren land.

Within a hundred miles, there is only such a small town.

Over the years, there are very few pedestrians here, even small town residents.

Therefore, there are all kinds of shops in the town, but there is only a restaurant and inn, which is called Huokehehe.

Where is the customer, where is the customer.

The name is simple and straightforward.

Zhongyuan Town is so big, there are only dozens of families coming and going, and the residents of the town are very familiar with each other. The only inn and restaurant in the town, the shopkeeper of Kehesi, took over this place just because This is a family-owned property, and my parents are reluctant to close it. Even if the customer is there, there are not many customers throughout the year. I really don't know where to find customers.

Even every day, the shopkeeper at the guest place has to eat melon seeds at leisure, and even the cook, waiter, and mother-in-law don't need to be hired, and one person is enough to handle it.

But in the past few days, the shopkeeper of Kehe, a middle-aged man with slender forehead lines who has been frowning for years, has never broken the smile on his face. thought.

There is no other reason. In the past few days, Zhongyuan Town has ushered in the moment with the largest number of people in the past century.

As the only inn and restaurant in Zhongyuan Town, it can be said that it is hard to find a room for Kehe.

In the hall on the first floor of Kehezi, there is a constant flow of people and voices, and a steady stream of money falls into the purse of the shopkeeper of Kehezi, and countless money falls into the money boxes of various shops in Zhongyuan Town. inside.

A handsome young man in Tsing Yi, with a flowing hair band, stepped into the guest's place. It can only be said that there was a gentle smile on his handsome face, and a snow-white cat like a cloud in his arms, with a pair of blue eyes open. Looking curiously at the bustling crowd in the lobby of the restaurant.

Another guest.

The shopkeeper of the customer's place is happy and anxious.

If you are happy, you will naturally have new customers, and having new customers means you will have income.

It's urgent, naturally there are too many people, and there are not enough rooms in the inn.

"Young master, do you want to eat or to be topped?" The shopkeeper of Kehe has a professional smile on his face, enthusiastic and sincere.

Although the young man in front of him was dressed in nothing unusual, his delicate face and relaxed demeanor made it look like he was not ordinary.

Qingkong's round eyes glanced at the shopkeeper who was smiling brightly, revealing the creases on his forehead, lazily raised his paws, scratched his little furry ears, and continued to lie back in the embrace of his master Xiangxiang.

This handsome young man is exactly the soul who disguised himself as a man.

It is much more convenient to dress up as a man when going out for a trip. This is not just for mortals, monks are also the same.

As for this face, which is much less conspicuous compared to Lingchu's original appearance, Lingchu got it from his elder brother Gu Tianqiu. It is a low-grade magic weapon with thousands of faces.

Although it is said to have thousands of faces, in fact, it can only change three appearances fixedly.

A handsome young man, a seductive woman, and an elderly man.

Thousands of faces, used to cover up monks of the same rank, is not a problem at all.

For Jindan cultivators, they can detect that this face is fake, but they cannot see through the real face underneath.

"Dinner."

Lingchu smiled gently, her voice was soft and different from her real voice, this is just a trick, using spiritual power to gather at the vocal cords of the throat can easily change the voice, but the difference will not be too big.

Although the difference is not large, it is completely enough to confuse men and women.

The shopkeeper at the customer's place didn't notice anything wrong at all, and smiled very enthusiastically, stretched out a hand to guide Lingchu, and walked to the few vacant seats in the lobby on the first floor.

This is a corner near the stairs, the lighting is not very good, the tables and chairs are not old, and even the color is a little different from the surrounding tables and chairs, it should be newly added tables and chairs.

The diners and guests sitting on the first floor of the inn all looked at the people around them vaguely, chatting with the friends they brought with them, or tasting wine and food alone.

In fact, they were all silently observing the crowd around them.

When Lingchu first entered the inn, he naturally received a lot of attention.

Ever since stepping into this inn called Kehehe, Lingchu has discovered that out of ten guests, nine and a half are monks, and among the nine and a half, half are foundation building monks.

After leaving the sect and traveling for more than half a year, Lingchu saw so many foundation-building monks outside the mountain gate for the first time.

After ordering a few dishes at random, Lingchu unconsciously stroked Qingkong's long hair with his fingers, falling into thought.

In Wanfen Mountain, there must have been some unforeseen accident.

The reason why the area where Zhongyuan Town is located is so barren is because there is a hill here called Wanfen Mountain.

Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain, as the name suggests, has thousands of graves piled up.

Thousands of years ago, this place was actually a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Countless cities and towns settled here, connecting Jiuming State and Tingjian State, so that the two states could communicate with each other frequently.

However, good times don't last long, and misfortunes never come singly.

A sudden earthquake collapsed half of the mountains and lakes, and also opened a huge crack.

It is rumored that a dense gray mist permeated the cracks, where no grass grew, and people and animals died.

There are also rumors that a ferocious monster walked out of the crack and slaughtered everyone within a hundred miles.

All in all, after that earthquake, very suddenly, this place became an area where not a single blade of grass grew, and spiritual power was thin. Moreover, all the human habitation in it disappeared, no one was alive, no dead body was seen.

All I know is that latecomers have found a high mountain. On the high mountain, graves of different sizes are piled up. A faint gray mist always surrounds this high mountain, dark and ghostly.

So it was named Wanfen Mountain.

This barren Baili area has also become a place for several small countries nearby to exile prisoners. This Zhongyuan Town was established by the exiled people.

No one knows why it was named Zhongyuan Town, perhaps it was because the place was deserted and uninhabited, like a ghost land.

The people in it are naturally like lonely ghosts, and when the lonely ghosts haunt, it is Zhongyuan.

According to the records of the sect that Lingchu found, the gray mist on Wanfen Mountain is exactly the goal of Lingchu here, and it is also a rare place in Jiuming Prefecture where a large amount of Yin Qi gathers.

(End of this chapter)