The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 133 Turn Enmity into Demon
She is also curious about the two old immortals.

Zhang Jin explained, "It's the impermanence of black and white. You will know it when you see it. It is especially capable of tossing around. You should try your best to cooperate."

Qiao Yimo felt an aura that did not belong to the underworld, "Fu Moshen, we are at the junction of Yin and Yang."

Fu Moshen also sensed the specialness of this place, "Staying here should be very comfortable."

Zhang Jin stopped, turned around and said to them, "When we arrive, you can try to talk, if you can't finish the talk, keep talking, it doesn't matter."

They have a lot of time.

Fu Moshen looked at the vast expanse, "Are we standing here?"

A gust of wind suddenly blows by!

The yellow sand hit his face, with a murderous look.

Qiao Yimo was alarmed, and before she had time to react, Fu Moshen was already standing in front of her.

At the same time, two houses with very different styles appeared in front of my eyes.

They stand facing each other, which means a lot of competition.

Weird two floors.

One is resplendent and resplendent, like a high-end hotel on the stars, with the temperament of "I am a nouveau riche" everywhere.

Even if the yellow sand blows occasionally, it can't hide its magnificence.

As for the house on the opposite side, it was dilapidated and small. Fortunately, it took up a relatively large area, which was an advantage.

But it was really worrying, as if a gust of wind blew, and the house flew away with it.

Qiao Yimo held Fu Moshen's arm, "Say, which building should we advance into?"

Fu Moshen turned to look at Zhang Jin, "What do you think?"

Zhang Jin lowered his voice and explained, "Don't look at the two houses here, it seems to take advantage of the geographical location, but there are actually not many customers."

Fu Mo was deeply dumbfounded.

Qiao Yimo said dumbfoundedly, "Did you make a mistake, did you have the advantage here? Is it the advantage of the wind and sand?"

If the wind had been stronger, it would have blown their mouthfuls of sand.

Zhang Jin said, "I'm talking about the advantage..."

There is indeed no advantage.

As they talked, they came to two inns.

Zhang Jin was about to make an introduction, when he saw a man in a white suit strode up to them, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the dilapidated house, "This is Xiaobai Inn, please."

This is white impermanence.

Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen hesitated, when they heard a man in a black tunic on the other side mockingly say, "If you two think about it, the house might collapse as soon as you enter."

When Zhang Jin saw it, he turned his head and said to them, "They are starting to solicit business, you should deal with it first, explain why you are here, and see how they can help you, goodbye."

He disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if he had never appeared before.

Does this count as "abandoning friends and fleeing"?
Compared to Qiao Yimo's bewilderment and frowning annoyance, Fu Moshen was calm and looked around. "Don't worry." Fu Moshen said, "Let's listen first!"

"Look at your black clothes and your black face, it looks like burnt wood."

"You look fat in white clothes..."

Qiao Yimo sighed leisurely. Although he could hear the "characteristics" of this inn in their mutual resentment, it was really out of style for them to scold each other.

Qiao Yimo tugged at Fu Moshen's sleeve and secretly pointed to Hei Wuchang's inn, "I heard from him that this inn is a one-day tour. If you don't swim well, you will die."

How to define this "not swimming well"?
Fu Moshen speculated, "I think it should refer to some dead souls who have no attachment in life and died in an unsuitable place. They want to complete the beauty of life through a day trip."

Of course this is just speculation.

Qiao Yimo shook his head, "It sounds scary. Although the uncle said to ask them, it's probably okay to ask only one question, right?"

Fu Moshen also thought so, so they simultaneously set their sights on the dilapidated inn.

Yellow sand comes again.

The house, which was estimated to be only two stories high, was shaking and creaking, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Qiao Yimo couldn't help being nervous, but thinking of "one-day trips" she might lose her soul in the inn, she would rather live in such a small broken place.

Fu Moshen was obviously not very satisfied with this inn either.

Even if it is for business, it should be well repaired.

Aren't you afraid that if a soul enters the inn, if you don't have time to stay for a day, you will be smashed to death?
Bai Wuchang saw Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo looking at his inn at the same time, his face beamed with joy, "You're sure they all said in unison," sure. "

Heiwuchang's face darkened, "Hey, his broken inn will collapse at any moment, aren't you afraid of being thrown into the air?"

Qiao Yimo turned to look at the resplendent inn, and smiled, "That inn of yours may only have a good day, so I'll make do with it."

Outrageous!

Hei Wuchang was so angry that he was about to turn into charcoal.

Bai Wuchang smiled openly, "It's because you have discernment, come in quickly."

He led the way, and Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo walked in front.

Fu Mo cleared his throat deeply, "Mr. Bai, we have something to do..."

Bai Wuchang stared, "What's your name? Call me Boss Bai."

He's still playing for himself.

Qiao Yimo supported his forehead, and looked at Fu Moshen, "Mr. Bai, we have something to ask."

Bai Wuchang walked around behind the wooden table, resorted to his abacus, and began to type, "It's like a dilapidated old inn like mine. It took you a couple of guests in 100 years..."

The corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched, why does it sound so scary?
"I was ridiculed by Lao Hei every day, and I was about to have a heart attack."

Fu Mo sighed deeply, and looked at the interior of the inn, which was even dilapidated than they imagined.

Is such an inn still thinking about attracting guests?Guests can stand at the door and take a look, it is already a big heart.

They heard a "creak" and looked at the table near the window together.

The table was crooked and half collapsed.

Bai Wuchang didn't seem to notice it, "Hey, there is no one in the inn, you can stay in the upper room."

Qiao Yimo tugged on Fu Moshen's sleeve desperately. Whoever wants to live in the upper room here may be torn apart as soon as he walks up the stairs.

"Boss Bai, we have something to ask for." Fu Moshen put his hand on Bai Wuchang's abacus.

He used the most succinct language to express his intention of coming, with a look of "urgency".

Qiao Yimo also cooperated very well, nodding his head from time to time, showing a worried look.

After Bai Wuchang heard it, he asked slowly, "It's over."

"It's over." Fu Moshen's heart sank.

Qiao Yimo also had a serious face, "Does Boss Bai have any conditions?"

Bai Wuchang patted the table, "Yes."

Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo were so frightened that they trembled, but also felt somewhat at ease.

Don't be afraid of asking too much, be afraid of not asking.

(End of this chapter)