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Chapter 174 A Nine-Tailed Fox Appears on the Golden Fallen Leaves.
After leaving the Shiwan Mountain, Zhou Xian and Beast God took the shrunken Taotie all the way through the air, and soon returned to the inn where Zhou Xian was staying.

A small shop called Fairy Inn, with six or seven guest rooms, occupies an area of ​​two square meters, and it is placed in the Central Plains, which is the model of a country shop.

But in the barren land of southern Xinjiang, this goblin inn is the largest inn in ten miles and eight towns, not one of them.

After the horrifying but almost life-threatening trip to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Zhou Yixian didn't find out until he returned to the Fairy Inn.

My granddaughter eats well and sleeps well here.

Well, my little loli had a good sleep after lunch, and when she woke up, grandpa came back.

I didn't know that the grandparents and grandchildren were almost separated forever.

Beast God, as if nostalgic for the past, walked around the southern border and stayed for half a month.

For half a month, Zhou Yixian didn't go anywhere, but set up a table in the fairy inn and told the story for half a month.

It took half a month for Zhou Zhouxian to tell a story called "Fairy Inn".

Using the No.1 narrative method, Zhou Yixian supplemented it with the technique of phantom sound, allowing everyone to experience a 7d-like storytelling session.

"My name is Shu, and people call me Mr. Tree. I am a tree demon that has lived for 3 years. I opened an inn in southern Xinjiang.

Well, the name is 'an inn', but people used to call my inn 'The Fairy Inn'.

Occasionally, a Suzaku would come to drink with me, Qinglong would lose his temper from time to time, Xuanwu's tortoise shell was very hard, every time after beating him, Baihu couldn't help rubbing his red and swollen paws.

My life was leisurely and tranquil, until one day."

This is the beginning of Zhou Xian's story.

In the story, there are Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and a nine-tailed fox who meets unexpectedly.

There are many high-ranking guests, immortals and demons haunting the inn.

Every guest has a story.

Every guest can create a legend.

In this way, as Zhou Yixian's story progressed, he and his "Fairy Inn" became famous in southern Xinjiang for a while.

The same reputation spread far and wide, of course, and this fairy inn where he stayed.

It is no exaggeration to say that every day in this fairy inn, the rooms are full, and the hall is full of guests.

Not only because Zhou Yixian's story is good, but also because the stories of his mother's other people's family are just stories, his stories. !

Every day, the shopkeeper of the Fairy Inn will smile every day, every day, always in a state of smiling from ear to ear.

Every night, the shopkeeper of the Fairy Inn would wake up with a smile on his face, and then fall asleep with a smile on his face.

Even, Mr. Tree Demon, who came from the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains and has been transformed for thousands of years, but has never learned how to do business, seems to have become smarter with a smile.

Taking advantage of Zhou Yixian's Dongfeng, the shopkeeper of the tree demon directly gave up the name he had previously obtained for himself, and changed his name to tree.

Whenever guests come, Mr. Tree Demon will call himself the name of Tree, and let others call him Mr. Tree.

It was as if he was Mr. Tree who opened an inn in the story.

Even, if it wasn't for the name Fairy Inn, he would have considered whether to change the name of his own inn to 'an inn'.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, while Mr. Shu, the shopkeeper, was still complacent about how he learned how to catch the heat.

Early the next morning, as soon as the door opened, six guests ushered in the inn.

A girl in a green skirt, eccentric, ethereal and beautiful like a tree elf living in the enchantment deep in a hundred thousand mountains.

A middle-aged man in black, with a majestic aura, gives people a sense of oppression as if he has been in charge of thousands of lives for a long time.

The three middle-aged men were either cold and stern, or calm, or decisive.

A woman with no age or appearance, whose entire face was covered by a black veil, looming and hazy.

Looking at this woman, inexplicably, Mr. Shu rang out the story of Zhou Shenxian, the Suzaku who came to the inn for a long time to drink, but always covered his face with a black veil.

Really, this feeling is inexplicable, it is completely an instinct.

Moreover, it was said in Zhou Shenxian's story that the reason why Suzaku often came to drink was because she fell in love with someone she couldn't get.

As for the woman in front of him, although Mr. Shu doesn't know if the other party has ever loved someone he can't get, but with his eyesight that has read countless people for thousands of years, he can tell at a glance from those deep eyes that the bottom of her eyes A deep burial of grief.

When he met these eyes, Mr. Shu felt his heart tremble fiercely. He felt that there would be a story between them.

Hmm. Luckily, he guessed right.

"Excuse me, are there any rooms available?"

While Mr. Shu was looking at the group of six people, the black-veiled woman who he thought would have a story between them came to the counter and asked in an emotionless voice.

"Ah? Yes! Yes!"

Mr. Tree swears, it has been 1000 years, and this is the second time he has made such a gaffe.

When was the last time?

Oh, remembered.

Last time, there were also a few guests.

There was a woman among them, at the first glance, he felt that there would be a story between them.

That time, he also guessed right.

That time, he was beaten terribly.

Well, the past is unbearable and should be discarded decisively.

After the inquiry of the woman who should have a story with him, Mr. Shu, who was still thinking about the day when he would open his newly expanded guest room, directly made a decision.

It is better to hit the sun than choose the day, and today is the day.

Then, register, check in, and take the guests to the new guest room in person.

Watching the guest enter the other garden, Mr. Shu left in a sensible way when the room was assigned to the guest.

Of course, after this series of kung fu, he managed to know the name of the woman who should have a story with him - Suzaku!

It's really Suzaku!
The names of five other people were also harvested together—Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and the woman Suzaku, and the mythical beasts in the story were all together.

As for the other two, the elf-like girl's name is Baguio, and in the middle of the black clothes is a name that seems strange to Mr. Shu.

His name turned out to be Wan Wan Xiang.

What does that mean?Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there?
Mr. Shu secretly guessed in his heart, and walked out of this other garden.

At the same time, his heart is flattered.

Sure enough, his feelings were never wrong, there really was a story between them.

At least for now, he said, their names are all the popularity of Zhou Shenxian's story.

Yes!

These people should also belong to Immortal Zhou. What is it called?

Oh yes, fans!

These people, like me, should be fans of Zhou Shenxian, right?
Thinking that they are still like-minded and fans of Zhou Shenxian, Mr. Shu's heart becomes more and more eager.

When was the last time he was so eager?

100 years?Or 300 years?

Well, it should be, knowing that the last woman also hated Fenxiang Valley, it was time to come to trouble Fenxiang Valley.

With complicated thoughts flashing in his heart, Mr. Shu walked out of the courtyard and returned to the lobby of the inn.

When he returned to the lobby again, Mr. Shu found that Zhou Shenxian and his little fairy had appeared in the lobby at some time.

When they walked out, the two were having breakfast.

I have to say that as expected of a fairy, he has never seen the breakfast in the inn for thousands of years.

"Shenxian Zhou, good morning!"

Although he can see him every day, when Mr. Shu sees Zhou Yixian, he still has a fanaticism when he sees his idol.

Hearing this, Zhou Yixian raised his head from the table and turned to look at Mr. Shu.

"Mr. Tree, do you have business again?"

Mr. Shu walked out of the newly built garden, so Zhou Yixian couldn't fail to notice.

"Yes, thanks to you, in the past half a month, my inn was finally saved by you."

"Hehe, I'm just telling a story."

Zhou Yixian smiled reservedly, but his heart had already begun to be smug.

"Zhou Shenxian, the guest who came today seems to be your fan."

As if thinking of something, Mr. Shu raised his head from the counter and said something to Zhou Yixian again.

"fan?"

Zhou Yixian frowned slightly, not understanding why Mr. Shu added this sentence alone

Is there still not enough fans who have heard of him in the past half month?

In the past half a month, Zhou Yixian has almost become a popular king in this southern border, okay?
Although he was puzzled, Zhou Yixian didn't ask out the doubts in his heart in order to maintain his fairy look.

He nodded, counting himself knowing.

After that, Zhou Yixian ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast from time to time while handling various foods for his granddaughter.

Half an hour later, the breakfast was declared over.

After breakfast, Zhou Yixian used his means to place a long table on the side outside the inn, ready to start today's daily storytelling.

Seeing that Zhou Yixian's long table was in place, many people surrounded him spontaneously.

"On this day, Qinglong had just arrived, and Baihu and Xuanwu had a small conflict again. Suzaku sat alone at the table near the door of the inn, drinking quietly while listening to me telling the latest stories in the inn."

Outside the door, Zhou Yixian slapped the gavel and began to tell today's story.

Inside the door, Suzaku, who had just brought Baguio out, was sitting near the door and picked up a wine glass and drank half of it, her hands froze slightly.

Naturally, the situation inside would not affect Zhou Yixian to continue telling his story.

so.
"That Suzaku was halfway through a glass of wine when the movements of his hands suddenly froze.

Almost instinctively, he suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction outside the door! "

Like a prophecy, and as if matching Zhou Yixian's story, Suzaku didn't even have time to let go of the wine glass, and turned his head to look outside the door.

"Outside the door. The autumn wind blew, and the golden leaves fell all over the ground. A nine-tailed fox stepped on the golden leaves and appeared in front of me."

At this point in the story, Zhou Yixian's voice stopped abruptly.

Eyes, jumping over the crowd to look far away
A gust of autumn wind blew, and the leaves fell one after another.

In the distance, a beautiful woman dressed in white, with bare feet like jade, was walking towards the gate of the inn, stepping on the golden fallen leaves all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)