I, there is an inn that is weird

Chapter 5 Source of Ingredients
There is an inn, which exists in the gap between reality and illusion. The forbidden area originally set up by the inn is just a passage to enter the inn.

There is no day in the inn, only night, just like the night when the bandits were massacred.

This is why Xuan Mo wants to decorate the inn with bright lights. The long night will have a certain impact on his soul, and the lights will bring some comfort to his heart.

In an inn, Xuan Mo, who was alone, could only face the empty inn, and a feeling of loneliness filled the air.

After the last projection, Xuan Mo is now waiting for the next projection.

As for why we need to wait, it is mainly to accumulate enough power. Weirdness means immortality, not invincible power.

Now that he is in the inn, although he can kill those who have not broken through the fourth realm at will, he has not become the true fourth realm after all.

Moreover, his control over the inn is like that of an ordinary person who can only control his own hands and feet, but cannot control the deeper operations of his body.

Only by waiting for the full moon night once a month, relying on the power of extreme yin and the projection of moonlight, can the inn projection be used again.

Xuan Mo is now the innkeeper, not an inn in the true sense.

Of course, if a guest uses trick coins to proactively come to the hotel to check in, relying on the rules of picking up guests at the inn will eliminate the need for projection to open a passage.

In the backyard of an inn, there is an independent attic. This is where Xuan Mo lives.

As an inn owner, I still have some basic abilities to transform the inn.

When he is bored, Xuan Mo dilutes his loneliness by renovating the inn.

Under his plan, the inn was divided into a courtyard in the front, a main hall in the middle, guest rooms upstairs, and a backyard.

Of course, due to permission issues, Xuan Mo has not yet reached the point where he can freely transform the inn, and there are still certain restrictions on the scope of the transformation.

At this moment, Xuan Mo was walking out of the attic he had renovated, holding a fishing rod and a book in his hands.

Books are the memory of the person who died in the inn. They are a way for him to understand the world, and they are also a way for him to entertain himself and relieve his boredom.

The fishing rod held in the other hand is the tool he uses to collect ingredients.

Since it is an inn, the ingredients must be prepared. With the help of weird rules, the inn can have food appear out of thin air, but these are ordinary foods.

As an ideal innkeeper, you must have your own characteristics if you want to attract guests.

This special extraordinary fishing rod is the tool that helps him obtain extraordinary ingredients.

In the backyard, Xuan Mo has set up a rocking chair in advance, and there is a tea table next to it, with tea and cakes on it.

What makes people uncomfortable is that the tea is black and the pastries look like clots of blood. If ordinary people come to eat them, they will definitely not have an appetite.

There is no discomfort for Xuan Mo. These foods are extremely delicious to him, and the energy contained in them helps to improve his strength.

However, the strange energy contained in it is too little, and Xuan Mo usually uses it mainly to satisfy his appetite, and it is also one of his many means to reduce loneliness.

“I didn’t expect that the first time I opened, not only would I have customers come, but they would also bring me good bait. I was really lucky.”

Xuan Mo was sitting on the rocking chair, and a black mist appeared on his hand, which was the origin of the strange thing extracted from Yan Yulong's fire hand bone.

I saw him holding the fishhook and lightly hooking it, and a wisp of black mist wrapped around the fishhook.

"Hopefully it's not the Air Force today."

For Xuan Mo, who was running out of suitable fishing baits, the air force was not the result he wanted to see.

There are not many ingredients in the inn now, after all, he is used to having a big meal occasionally.

After many actual fishing operations, the fishing line followed the hook through an arc and fell into an unknown and strange space.

The ground in the backyard was like a wavy lake, and the fish float was floating about a foot above the ground, waiting to give Xuan Mo a message.

Holding the fishing rod in one hand and the memory book in the other, I leaned on the rocking chair and waited for the fish to bite.

As time passed quietly as the rocking chair continued to rock, Xuan Mo occasionally put down the book in his left hand and tasted the tea and cakes he had carefully prepared on the tea table.

As for the fishing rod in his right hand that he has always been firmly grasped, it was mainly at the beginning. Once, the fishing rod placed next to him was dragged away before he could react.

Fishing is indeed the best activity to pass the time. When the tea is finished and the pastries are eaten, the fish float has not yet responded.

Xuan Mo put the memory book on the tea table and stopped being distracted. He paid attention to the movement of the fish float in front of him, hoping that the fish float would move a little bit, even if it was a small thing.

Unknowingly, Xuan Mo had lowered his demands to a higher level.

"Ah."

Seeing the fish float finally shaking, Xuan Mo immediately felt a huge force coming from the fishing rod before even shouting out his surprise.

"It turns out that the reason why I waited so long is because there are big sellers taking the bait later." The surprise is self-evident.

His hands tightly grasped the fishing rod made of white bones, and his body had already stood up unconsciously.

Xuan Mo was not a professional fisherman in his previous life, but after several operations, his ability to walk fish was quite good.

The style of the fishing rod is the same as the traditional fishing rod, but the fishing rod with extraordinary abilities has its own special characteristics.

The fishing line can be continuously extended and shortened under his control to prevent the fishing rod or line from being broken by the food.

Xuan Mo did not rely on his own strength to suppress it, because his power could only be fully exerted in the inn.

Now as long as the baited ingredients are pulled into the inn, the other party will have no chance to escape.

"Stop struggling with my ingredients. Don't worry, I will treat you gently when I cut you."

While fighting the big fish that took the bait, he seemed to be comforting the other party, letting the ingredients face their fate calmly.

From an outsider's perspective, Xuan Mo looks more like a human trafficker.

As the fishing rod was stretched into a bow, there was a "creak, creak" sound, and a strange tentacle began to appear in the backyard of the inn.

"It's done."

When the scarlet tentacles appeared in front of Xuan Mo's eyes, the outcome was already doomed.

Directly through the power of the inn, the remaining body of the weird tentacle was dragged out from the indescribable weird space.

An octopus-like monster with a body one foot in size appeared in the backyard of the inn.

The scarlet body is covered with large and small black eyes, and a psychedelic atmosphere surrounds the body.

The fishhook is hooked into the monster's mouthparts, and dense chains extend from all sides of the fishhook, tightly wrapping around the octopus monster.

If not, he would have escaped long ago, and Xuan Mo would not be able to obtain ingredients in this way.

"Thousand-Eyed Phantom Heart Demon, I didn't expect to be so lucky today."

Looking at the monster imprisoned in front of him, Xuan Mo swallowed unconsciously.

Ever since he caught the food for the first time, Boring has been very interested in studying food. The Thousand-Eyed Phantom Heart Demon was one of the first food he hooked.

After the magic eyes are processed, they are strung into skewers and grilled. They are crispy on the outside and juicy on the inside, making Xuan Mo unforgettable.

Why could Xuan Mo use his eyes as food? Who made him on the verge of madness?

The Thousand-Eyed Illusion Mind Demon is good at creating illusions, modifying memories, sucking the brains of living beings with its tentacles, and its body can switch between reality and reality.

I didn’t expect that after being made into food, it would have the effect of restoring sanity and calming the mind.

After eating it for the first time, Xuan Mo broke free from the edge of madness and has no objection to these weird foods since then.

After that, Xuan Mo always wanted to catch one, but to his surprise, it never appeared again.

At this time, the Thousand-Eyed Phantom Heart Demon who was dragged into the inn saw the person in front of him, no, it seemed to be a weird human-like person, so he immediately dropped the tools to capture it and quickly walked past it.

It clearly sensed the danger coming and wanted to resist, but it couldn't move no matter what, and even its abilities were imprisoned and unable to be used.

Xuan Mo attaches great importance to the effects of the ingredients in front of him and has no intention of continuing fishing. He drags the Thousand-Eyed Phantom Heart Demon to the kitchen.

Perhaps knowing his own fate, the Thousand-Eyed Phantom Heart Demon could only make filthy sounds and wail, but the sounds that could make ordinary people go crazy and mutate had no effect on Xuan Mo.

Under the light, a figure appeared at the kitchen window. He took out a big knife and was chopping. He didn't have the jade-like temperament of the previous master.

While Xuan Mo was busy grilling skewers for himself, in a luxurious compound somewhere in Cangzhou, the owner was angry.

The reason is that it felt that its heir was killed again, and this was the second time this happened, but it didn't find out who did it.

(End of this chapter)