Seven character cards for opening rewards

Chapter 31
In the dark night sky, the bright moon hangs alone on the top of the head, the faint cold moonlight sprinkles the earth, and the world is quiet.

Over the forest, four figures flashed by from the low sky.

The sound of various beasts piecing together echoed in his ears, Ning Lang frowned and glanced at Jiang Chen, then turned his head and glanced at them, seeing that their faces were not very good-looking, Ning Lang suddenly said: "Fourth elder, count it. We've been on the road for three days today, and even if we can handle it, my two apprentices can't stand it, why not find an inn to rest for a night?"

Gao Qianshou looked around and said, "This neighborhood is all backcountry, so it may be difficult to find an inn."

After Ning Lang released his divine sense, he said softly, "Five miles to the southeast, there is an inn."

Say it.

Ning Lang put his left hand on Jiang Chen's shoulder and held Gan Tang with his right hand, and the three of them went straight to the southeast.

Gao Qianshou frowned, and murmured in his mouth, "Five miles to the southeast?"

Gao Qianshou suddenly raised his head and chased after him.

When he really saw an old inn in the desolate sand dunes, Gao Qianshou was shocked again!
The range of divine consciousness is so far, could it be that he has broken through again?
Holding back his shock, Gao Qianshou followed Ning Lang to the ground.

"Squeak."

Pushing open the cobweb-covered wooden door, there was a harsh wood rubbing sound.

In the yard of the inn, there are several broken water tanks on the left, and a stable on the right. There are two old brown horses eating grass in the stable.

Stepping in, the inn was empty except for a small man sitting at the counter dozing off.

"Boss, stay in the shop."

Jiang Chen shouted, but the man didn't respond, so he prepared to increase his voice and shout again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps on the top of the stairs, and not long after, a young woman who appeared to be in her 30s came down from the stairs. She was wearing a light green skirt, her tender jade was half exposed, and her skin was fair.

She glanced at the four of them, frowned slightly without revealing a trace, and then asked with a smile, "A few guest officers live in the hotel?"

"Yes."

Ning Lang added: "Is there any food or wine?"

"Yes, sir, wait a moment." The young woman was like the proprietress of this inn. She walked to the counter with lotus steps, pinched the man's ear with one hand, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn, You know how to sleep all day long, didn't you see the guests when you came?"

The man woke up in a daze, and after seeing Gan Tang and the others, his eyes lit up and quickly shouted, "Miss, spare your life, madam, spare your life."

lady?

Jiang Chen was full of curiosity.

No matter how young he was, he felt that such a proprietress should not find such a husband.

"Go to the back kitchen to prepare the wine and food."

"Yes, yes." The man rubbed his ears, opened the curtain with a grin, and ran to the back kitchen.

Gao Qianshou had long been accustomed to bigu, he waved his hand and said, "You guys can eat, I'll go and rest first."

Saying that, go upstairs.

The proprietress shouted softly: "Guest officer, the guest rooms on the third floor are all empty, you can stay in any one you want."

Gao Qianshou pretended not to respond, and walked to the third floor.

Seeing that Ning Lang was looking at the back of the proprietress, Gan Tang felt a little displeased, and muttered, "It turns out that Master likes women from Yuexiong University."

Ning Lang scolded in a low voice, "What nonsense."

Gan Tang said jealously: "Master, stop arguing, it's obvious that you have been watching her just now."

Jiang Chen felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, sighing inwardly, "Only Junior Sister dares to talk back to Master like this."

Ning Lang did not explain anything.

a while.

The proprietress came over with a pot of wine and two cold dishes with two butterflies, and at the same time said in a coquettish voice: "In the countryside, there is not much to eat, and the three guest officials will forgive me."

"No problem."

When the proprietress walked to her side and put the wine and vegetables on the table, Ning Lang could clearly smell the scent of heather.

"Madam, can an inn make money in a place like this?"

"This..." The woman hesitated for a moment, then smiled again: "I can still earn some, it is impossible to be rich and rich, and it is no problem to support a family."

Ning Lang stopped smelling more, picked up the jug and put it to his mouth and smelled it, then drank silently.

The proprietress stared at Ning Lang's side face, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the son?"

"West."

"Oh, what does that boy do?"

"student."

"That's good." The proprietress smiled and returned to the counter, her eyes were always looking at Ning Lang, and the feet under her skirt kept entangling and twisting again and again, and finally turned into a bright snake's tail.

Inside the kitchen.

The short man took off his tight clothes, and his body shrank a little bit, revealing his main body. He picked up the bone-chopping knife on the cutting board and put it on the whetstone to grind it back and forth, with a human skin mask on his face. In the end, he was ripped off.

Ning Lang was full, and led Jiang Chen and Gan Tang back to the guest room to rest.

child time.

Ning Lang sat cross-legged on the bed, the two index fingers of his right hand tapped his knees regularly, as if counting the time silently.

Soon.

Someone pryed the window, and a bamboo pipe was stretched in, and there were wisps of green smoke gushing out from one end of the bamboo pipe, and the room was filled with miasma in a short time.

Ning Lang released his consciousness, and the voices of the proprietress and the man really came from downstairs.

"A little more, I always feel that these four are not quite right."

As soon as the voice fell, plumes of green smoke spewed out of the bamboo pipe.

"Old rule, the spirit of a man belongs to me, and the flesh and blood belong to you."

A rustling sound rang in his ears. Not long after, the door of the room was pushed open, and the proprietress walked in slowly. He glanced at Ning Lang, who was sitting on the bed, and then at Ning Lang, who was lying on the bed. Gan Tang, she tentatively said, "Guest officer?"

Seeing that no one responded, the corner of her mouth raised another seductive arc.

"Tsk tsk, so beautiful..."

She stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out a green jade hand with thick skin and caressed Ning Lang's cheek and said, "It's a pity that such a good-looking man just enjoys it like this."

As she spoke, her tongue stuck out.

wrong.

To be precise, the forked snake letter spit out.

Just as she slowly leaned her head against Ning Lang, Ning Lang slowly opened her eyes and asked with a smile, "It's so beautiful, can you still talk?"

"Pfft!"

The smile on the face of the proprietress stopped abruptly, she fell to the ground in a panic, and asked hesitantly: "You didn't faint? This...how is this possible, the poisonous gas of the third-order ferret...you! You are a monk ?!"

The voice just fell.

There was a sound of things falling to the ground in the next room, and not long after, the door of the room was pushed open, and Gao Qianshou grabbed the neck of a third-order monster weasel in his hand and said, "Oh, I really missed it, I didn't expect it to be there. In such a place, you can still encounter monsters."

Seeing the woman lying in front of the bed, Gao Qianshou threw the Weasel, who was too dead in his hands, to the ground, and asked her, "Tell me, how did you hide your demonic energy."

The woman fell to her knees with a plop.

With his head firmly on the ground, he said in a mournful voice, "Immortal Master spare your life, Immortal Master spare your life."

Ning Lang noticed something was wrong with the inn early in the morning.

There are no other guests in the inn, why are there two horses in the stable?
In such a desolate place, it is rare to have a few guests a year, so why open an inn here?

How could a beautiful lady boss find a man with an ugly appearance and a small stature as her husband?
"Speak, how on earth did you hide your demonic energy?"

Ning Lang was also very curious about this question.

The proprietress trembled and said, "He... He eats human flesh and bathes in human blood every day. Over time, the demonic energy on his body is covered up."

"how about you?"

"I...my mother is a snake demon, and my father...father is a human, so..."

Mother is a snake demon.

Father is human.

this is not……

Ning Lang slapped his thigh and stood up suddenly and said, "Your father is Xu Xian?!"

……

(End of this chapter)