After marrying Prince Mobei, the beauties were crazily criticized and favored crazily

After hearing this, Mr. Ke frowned, obviously anxious.

He forced a smile to Luo Xiyao, and said: "I'm going to the king's court to meet the king, I can't send Miss Nine to my mansion..."

Before he finished speaking, there was some commotion on the street.

A team of horsemen came galloping towards them.

When Mr. Ke saw the person coming, his expression became serious, and he put down the curtain of the car and hurriedly said: "Things have changed, I will send Miss Jiu to the inn to rest first, and when I pick up the witch, we may leave the city overnight."

Luo Xiyao said: "After leaving the city, go straight to the Witch God Temple outside the Devil's Valley?"

Mr. Ke straightened his clothes, bent down to get off the carriage, and paused slightly, without turning his head, he said: "Yes, we have to continue on the road again, Miss Nine is resting in the inn, if you need anything, tell the coachman, I will Let him follow you and protect you."

The carriage turned a corner.

Luo Xiyao lifted the corner of the curtain and watched those people get off their horses and salute to Mr. Ke. I don't know what Mr. Ke said, those people got together with Mr. Ke's men and horses and left.

"Where's my horse?" Luo Xiyao knocked on the carriage and asked the driver who was driving.

There was a dark red scar at the corner of the driver's eye that reached down to his chin, it was hideous and terrifying, he turned his head and glanced at Luo Xiyao, he opened his mouth but there was no sound, but the driving hand was free, gesticulating with her.

This man was actually a mute.

For some reason, knowing that he could not speak, Luo Xiyao was relieved, but felt kind, as if she had someone close to her.

It's just that she wanted to ask the coachman something, but unfortunately she couldn't understand what he said.

With such an arrangement, it is hard to say that Mr. Ke did not do it on purpose.

The coachman asked Xiaoer to put the carriage in place and took her into the inn.

Looking at the bustling lobby of the inn, Luo Xiyao suddenly felt absurd.

They ate, talked, drank... They were obviously ordinary, but somewhat deliberate.

It's as if... as if it was deliberately shown to her.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl ran over and asked with a smile on her face, "Are the two guests going to stay at the hotel?"

The coachman stretched out his hand for a two and then a one.

The little girl immediately said: "Two guest rooms, just stay for one night."

Just as the coachman was about to nod, Luo Xiyao said, "No need."

The faces of the little girl and the coachman changed instantly, and then quickly returned to normal.

Rolling her eyes, the little girl asked: "The guest officer is here for dinner! Is it in the lobby or in the private room?"

"Lobby." Luo Xiyao raised her chin slightly, "It's just by the window, I might sit here until dark, you can serve me more food, the kind that doesn't affect the taste even if it's cold."

"Okay!" The little girl wiped the table and chairs timidly, waited for them to sit down and served hot tea, and then ran to the back kitchen.

The coachman drank tea in silence, looked up at her from time to time, and then turned to look out the window.

Luo Xiyao inadvertently said: "Does the witch god that Dasheng believes in particularly like black and red? There are red ripples on the black background. Is it a special totem? There are both temples of witch gods and inns."

As she said that, she pointed to the pillar in the lobby of the inn, "Although the location is not obvious, it is actually quite easy to find."

The coachman smiled silently, and tugged at the front of his front to show her.

"You also embroider totems on the skirts of your clothes?" Luo Xiyao thought about it, although she didn't see this totem on the clothes of Helan Linzhang and Mr. Ke, but they had this totem all over their bodies.

The lines on Helan Linzhang's face, the armor on his body, the hair crown on Mr. Ke's head, the jade pendant on his waist...

"Then how do you worship God on weekdays?"

The coachman was stunned, and made gestures on the table with his fingers, first walking, then kneeling, and drawing the incense burner with his fingers dipped in tea.

From the corner of her eyes, Luo Xiyao saw the little girl coming with dishes, and asked in a moderate voice: "Since everyone in Dasheng believes in the witch god, why is the witch temple so deserted?"

The coachman seemed to have heard some disrespectful words, and looked at her fiercely.

The little girl who delivered the food dropped the tray in her hand, and she screamed, "Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone, I'll clean it up right away."

Luo Xiyao shook her head with a smile, "I'm not from Dasheng, isn't it strange if I don't know? I'm just curious. Could it be that I said some taboo words that frightened you so much?"

The lobby suddenly fell silent, everyone turned their heads and looked at Luo Xiyao expressionlessly.

Luo Xiyao picked up the teacup and looked at it. With a slight force on her fingers, the teacup shattered with a "crack", and the tea flowed to the ground along her fingers. His teacup turned into powder, mixed with the tea, and turned into a sticky mess on the second floor, which was a bit disgusting.

"I'm a distinguished guest of God Witch and Mr. Ke." She tilted her head like a child, with a simple face, "Can't you ask questions?"

"Damn it for disrespecting Wu." The shopkeeper held up a kitchen knife and stood behind her at some point.

The little girl ran over and hugged the shopkeeper's waist, she was so anxious that she was about to cry, "Dad! Why are you crazy again? The guest officer didn't say anything, it's because you heard it wrong! Dad, go back quickly, there is a guest officer to eat!" Well, it’s time to pay the bill! Dad, if you make a mistake, Mom will twist your ears off!”

"Ah—" the shopkeeper covered his ears, handed the kitchen knife to the little girl in panic, turned and ran back.

With this interruption, the lobby of the inn returned to bustling.

Luo Xiyao's eyes swept over everyone in the inn lobby, and finally gave the coachman a clear look, and did not speak again.

On the way, she used convenience as an excuse to go around the backyard of the inn. Unfortunately, although the coachman didn't follow, the little girl chirped for fear that she would go the wrong way.

Passing by the lilacs in the courtyard, Luo Xiyao raised her hand to pick a leaf, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it.

"Guest officer, do you like Lilac?" The little girl stood on the porch and turned her head to look at her, her eyeballs seemed to become a deep vertical line under the sunlight.

Luo Xiyao shrugged, threw the leaves away, and said: "It's okay! I don't hate it, and I can't say I like it. Well, I'm waiting for someone, so I have to go back soon."

"Okay." The little girl led her into the lobby.

Not to mention the clove leaves have no scent at all, and there is even the smell of rotten eggs... and this smell is very familiar to her.

Underground palace.

He Lan Linzhang said sadly: "If you don't hand over Jiuniang, no one will get out of here!"

"Prince Helan." Chen Yongnian frowned, "Except for those who were opening the coffin, our people were standing guard. When Princess Helan disappeared, none of us approached her."

"What do you want to say?" He Lan Linzhang narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Yuan Mingde pulled Chen Yongnian away, worried that he would anger Helan Linzhang who had lost his mind, "Old Chen can't speak, Lord Helan don't pay attention to him. Let's just say... There are organs everywhere here, Princess Helan suddenly disappeared , Did it fall into the mechanism? We have checked all around, but we haven’t checked it now, except for this coffin in the lava, maybe..."