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Boom boom boom!

While everyone was talking, there was another knock on the door.

"Open the door, we want to stay in the hotel."

A woman's voice came from outside the door.

The waiter hurriedly went to open the door.

I saw two men and one woman walking towards the inn. They were all dressed in expensive robes. They looked extraordinary and their origins were probably not simple.

"Brother, I still want to drink..."

One of the supported men muttered, looking like he had drunk too much.

Another man in a white robe scolded: "You are still drinking? Look how drunk you are? I will help you to rest first."

Then, he looked at the waiter and said, "Waiter, go prepare three bedrooms."

The waiter said quickly: "I'm really sorry, the room is full now."

"full?"

The man in white robe frowned, looked at everyone present, and said: "I'm Lu Qingfeng in Lujiazhuang. Is there any friend who is willing to give up three rooms? I can pay ten times the price."

"It turns out to be someone from Lujiazhuang."

Some people looked shocked.

"Lujiazhuang? Isn't it very simple?"

Tang Ruoyu was a little curious.

Liu Feiyan said indifferently: "In Huizhou, Lujiazhuang is considered a big force. Its owner is Lu Jianyuan, who is known as the Jade Faced Swordsman. He is a master-level expert!"

"The Jade Faced Swordsman, the powerful master..."

Tang Ruoyu's eyes lit up, and he immediately became interested and wanted to have a discussion.

"Since I am the young hero of Lujiazhuang, I will give up my room without charge."

"I will also give up my room to three people."

"..."

Someone immediately let the room out, wanting to have a good relationship with Lujiazhuang.

After all, Lujiazhuang is in Huizhou and has a strong say. If he can make good friends with the disciples of Lujiazhuang, it will be beneficial in the future.

"Thank you all!"

Lu Qingfeng looked at the three people who gave up the room with a grateful expression.

Afterwards, the waiter took the three people to the second floor.

It didn't take long.

A middle-aged man with a big belly walked down from the second floor, followed by a middle-aged monk beside him.

"Everyone, I am the owner of Qingfeng Inn. There are some unclean things in Wuliting recently. I specially invited an expert to exorcise the evil spirits."

The innkeeper said to everyone with a smile on his face.

Then, he looked at the middle-aged monk aside: "Master, thank you!"

"Ok!"

The middle-aged monk nodded indifferently and walked to the middle position.

I saw him sitting on the ground, closing his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, golden talismans appeared around him, and these talismans were suspended in mid-air.

"Om mao bo na ming hum..."

The middle-aged monk kept turning the beads in his hands and reciting mantras silently. The talismans rotated around his body and emitted a burst of golden light, which looked extremely strange.

"Master!"

Tang Ruoyu stared at the middle-aged monk in surprise. This was the first time he had seen such an interesting scene, and he found it very interesting.

Ye Lingtian smiled hoarsely. This monk did have some Taoism, but he was not a master. He was only a sixth-grade warrior who could do some tricks.

"go with!"

The middle-aged monk opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the talismans around him instantly flew to the surrounding walls.

"All right."

The middle-aged monk stood up.

"Thank you, Master."

The innkeeper thanked him quickly.

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly expressionlessly.

"I'll take the master back to his room."

The innkeeper said respectfully before returning to the room with the middle-aged monk.

"This master is really amazing."

Tang Ruoyu couldn't help but extend his thumb.

Liu Feiyan glanced at Tang Ruoyu: "Just pretending to be a ghost."

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder, it was pouring rain outside, the wind was howling, and the trees were roaring.

A gust of cold wind poured into the inn, and the waiter hurried to close the door.

puff!

At this moment, the lights in the inn instantly went out and it became pitch black. Everyone's hearts tightened and they subconsciously clenched their weapons.

"Ah... people are dead..."

A scream sounded in the inn.

"The innkeeper's voice."

A faint light flashed in Liu Feiyan's eyes and he immediately rushed to the second floor.

The waiter quickly lit the extinguished candle, and the light returned to the inn again.

"what happened?"

Everyone's expressions were gloomy. Is this Wuliting Pavilion really haunted? Why do they feel so evil?

"Go up and see!"

Ye Lingtian put his hands in his sleeves and walked upstairs.

Tang Ruoyu quickly followed.

In a room, the surroundings were covered with blood. The middle-aged monk was lying on the ground covered in blood. There was not an inch of intact skin on his body. His eyes were wide open and he was dead. He looked extremely scary.

Next to him, the innkeeper was also stained with some blood, trembling all over and showing a look of fear.

Liu Feiyan was carefully examining the body of the middle-aged monk, his expression a little solemn.

Ye Lingtian and Tang Ruoyu entered the room.

Looking at the bloody monk on the ground and the blood all around, Ye Lingtian showed a thoughtful expression.

"How did he die?"

Tang Ruoyu stared at the monk on the ground, a little confused. What was going on with the blood all around?

Liu Feiyan stood up, looked at the innkeeper next to him, and said coldly: "What happened just now? How did he die?"

The innkeeper said in horror: "I don't know how he died. The candle suddenly went out and the room was dark. When I lit the candle again, I found that the master was dead. I was not the one who killed him... ..."

"There are only two of you in the room. You didn't kill the person. Could it be a ghost?"

A cold shout sounded, and Lu Qingfeng and the woman walked in.

"Ghost! Yes, ghosts kill people. Wuliting is often haunted."

The innkeeper said tremblingly.

"I think someone is pretending to be a ghost. When I take you down, I'll see how you continue to pretend."

Lu Qingfeng's tone was cold and he was about to take action.

"Wait!"

Liu Feiyan immediately stopped Lu Qingfeng.

"What do you mean girl?"

Lu Qingfeng said coldly.

Liu Feiyan said calmly: "This innkeeper is just an ordinary person, and this monk is a sixth-level warrior. Do you think an ordinary person can kill a sixth-level warrior in an instant?"

"Yes, except for the blood in this room, all the items and furnishings are not messy, and there are no signs of a fight."

Tang Ruoyu looked at the items around him.

"Then who killed this monk? Is it really a ghost?"

Lu Qingfeng frowned.

"Whether it's a human or a ghost, wouldn't you know if you check how this monk died?"

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly, looking a little unfathomable.

He looked at the monk on the ground and said, "There is not an inch of intact skin on his body. Combined with the blood around him, we can guess that he died because his blood vessels burst instantly. Miss Liu, have you checked this monk's heart?"