She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 277 Ghost
He Miao glanced at the proprietress next to her who was powdered and pale, and said unintentionally, "Madam proprietress, are there only so many people in your inn?"

The proprietress blinked her pretty eyes, shook her head and said, "No, I have a distant relative in the kitchen to help with chores."

He Miao nodded, and then heard the proprietress shout: "Aunt Feng, Aunt Feng, please come up here." The proprietress's shrill female voice sounded in the inn.

After a while, I heard a person dragging heavy footsteps, walking slowly up the stairs, probably because of heavy footsteps, and I could also hear the creaking sound of the old wooden floor.

An obese elderly woman walked up slowly, but within a few steps, the woman was so tired that she was panting, and even beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.It seems that he is in poor health.

No one who saw such a shambling, elderly woman would believe that she could kill a strong young man in one go.

"Miss Boss, are you looking for me?" The woman leaned on the stairs, only wheezing.

"It's okay, these guest officials want to see you. You can go down." The proprietress said.Although the words are flat, one can hear a bit of complacency.

Seeing that the old woman walked down with difficulty until she disappeared.

"It seems that this is all the people?" He Miao said calmly.While speaking, he blocked Murong Lan behind him.

The proprietress nodded.

He Miao heard this, calmly pointed to the locked room next to him, and asked:
"Miss Boss, what is that room for?"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the proprietress, but she quickly calmed down and explained:
"It's the room where I keep my dowry. I dare not show it to you. I'm just a weak woman, unlike you, who all know how to fight. If there is any malicious intent."

"So that's how it is." He Miao just groaned, then frowned, and said lightly:
"Why doesn't the proprietress tell the truth? There is clearly a big living person in that room!"

That's right, when He Miao saw the locked room for the first time, she felt a stranger's breath, but when she released her consciousness to try, it seemed that something blocked her.

This is the reason why she has been leading everyone to the second floor.

"What are you talking about, Miss?" The proprietress turned pale and still refused to admit it.

He Miao didn't talk too much nonsense, so he pulled the golden hairpin from his head, exerted a lot of force, and hit the lock on the door.

No matter what she said, she was also a junior cultivator in the Foundation Establishment period, and she could be regarded as a veritable immortal cultivator.

With this blow, the door lock fell with a sound, and the two doors opened wide.To everyone's surprise, there was a young monk with a bald head sitting inside, probably about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The proprietress didn't expect that He Miao was able to break the door lock in the air, only showing panic.

The young monk was wearing a half-new monk's robe and was bony. He just sat there. Seeing the door open, he slowly opened his eyes. He clasped his hands together and said respectfully, "Miss Boss, we meet again."

What made everyone even more unexpected was that the little monk's two eyes were of different colors, one was normal black, and the other was dark green.

Up to now, anyone could see that something was wrong with the proprietress, and the woman surnamed Chen immediately stepped forward and drew out her sword. With a flash of cold light, she put the sharp blade on the proprietress' neck again, and said angrily:
"Say, what's going on here?"

The proprietress didn't expect the matter to be revealed suddenly, so she blew a short whistle.

With the sound of the whistle, the pitch-black cat descended from the roof and landed in the arms of the proprietress.

No one knew when the black cat appeared above everyone's heads and how long it stayed there.

The proprietress stroked the black cat's head affectionately, smiled strangely at everyone, and said: "It's up to now, just enjoy it."

After all, He Miao felt that the entire inn was dark, and then the scene in front of him changed.

It was obviously just the second floor of the normal inn, but now it seems to be surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, surrounded by all kinds of terrifying ghosts, coming towards everyone with their teeth and claws.

Scared everyone screamed one after another.

This scene also greatly exceeded He Miao's expectations. She and Murong Lan never expected that she and Murong Lan would encounter such a strange thing out of curiosity.

He Miao immediately grabbed Murong Lan's hand behind him, and said in a low voice, "Follow me closely."

Murong Lan couldn't see with her eyes, so naturally she didn't know what happened, all she could feel was the woman's tender hands holding her, and she nodded unnaturally.

He Miao held the mahogany sword in the other hand, and swung the mahogany sword around, driving away a few ghosts who were about to move.

"Come to my side." He Miao sternly said to everyone.When everyone heard this, they hurriedly gathered beside He Miao.

The little monk who was in the room closed his eyes and murmured scriptures, but the ghosts didn't dare to approach him for a while.

Although it was like being in purgatory, all kinds of ferocious and terrifying ghosts rushed over.However, He Miao had a calm demeanor, dancing the mahogany sword in one hand imperceptibly, beheading all ghosts mercilessly.

The little monk seemed to have noticed something, his eyelids trembled, and then he read the scriptures.

What makes He Miao feel strange is that there are not a few ghosts here, and all of them have strong mana.He Miao hurriedly let go of Murong Lan's hand, and threw stones around, and quickly arranged a "solid as gold soup".

After all, it is the formation of the world of cultivating immortals, and with He Miao, a monk in the foundation building period, sitting in the town, the ghosts did not dare to approach it for a while, and only surrounded the formation.

Seeing this, He Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the young monk next to him, "Little master, why not come to my formation and take shelter for a while."

The little monk opened his eyes, saw He Miao's formation clearly, and then stared at the mahogany sword in He Miao's hand, then nodded, and then slowly got up.

He Miao noticed that the little monk was tall, but his body was extremely thin, his whole body was like a skeleton, without any extra fat.

As the little monk walked towards He Miao's formation, the ghosts around him also slowly walked over, but no matter what, these ghosts did not dare to approach him.

Until, the little monk stepped into He Miao's formation.

"Here, what's going on?!" Young Master Lin on the side finally came back to his senses and asked in a trembling voice.

The scene in front of him greatly exceeded his expectations.He felt that his three views seemed to have been subverted.

"What else is going on, we have encountered a ghost inn." He Miao said calmly.

"It's impossible! Am I dreaming?" Young Master Lin shook his head again and again.Trying to shake his head to wake himself up.

It was good to shake his head, to shake the water in his head.He Miao thought viciously.

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