Fairy, I really am a villain!

"is it?"

"But what you said does make sense. The terrain here is excellent. Anyone who wants to pass through here, unless they are able to fly into the clouds, will inevitably pass through here and stay overnight if they don't want to take a long detour.

Such a good location but only a small inn is built, I think it will attract a lot of covetousness. "

I don’t know if I learned his habit, but the swordsman knocked on the table and spoke slowly.

"Yes, that's exactly what's strange. How could those who are willing to die for money give up just because of a mere rumor?" Fang Xiwen was a little dissatisfied.

"After all the twists and turns, the question is still whether the monster is related to the store owner." The sword immortal smiled faintly and blinked his eyes and said, "What if I tell you that the smell on him is not mutton, but... demonic energy?"

Chapter 146 Damn Old Deng

In the inn room, the sword fairy winked playfully, his eyebrows like distant mountains curved, and clear and cold voices jumped out one by one.

It's evil spirit.

Fang Xiwen's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword. A flash of lightning flashed in his mind - that monster was kept in the cellar by the shop owner!

No wonder you won't be attacked if you stay in the inn, the owner is in league with the monsters. There is no such thing as a hidden master!

Thinking of the cheerful conversation he had with the shop owner during the day, he began to sweat. Looking down, his sight seemed to penetrate through the floors, and he saw the human flesh that had been shredded into pieces in the cellar.

Suddenly, the swordsman flipped his sleeves and disappeared. At the same time, the door was pushed open. Fang Xiwen immediately drew his sword, stepped back to the window, and held the sword in front of him.

The person who came was Luo Ting.

The old man was wearing a fitted blue shirt, which should have made him look quite dignified, but his face was flushed and he walked unsteadily. He came in holding a jar of wine and threw himself onto the bed.

Although he looked dazed, his hands and feet were not shaking, and not a drop of wine was spilled... Fang Xiwen felt relieved and put away his sword with a slightly amused look.

"Xiao Fang, come and drink!" He slapped the wine jar hard.

"What are you drinking? Something terrible has happened!"

Fang Xiwen said unhappily, glanced at the place where Jian Xian had sat, and sat down beside the bed. Actually, comparing them, Jian Xian and Luo Ting look a bit similar, especially in the eyebrows and eyes...

But there are so many people who look alike in the world, so he quickly put it out of his mind and got down to business with a serious expression: "Brother Luo, we are in danger now."

"Oh?" Luo Ting was still drunk. He casually took out a small cup and tapped the wine jar. The clear wine flowed into the cup. He raised his head and drank it all. He exhaled, "Are you talking about the evil spirit?"

"No, it's that shop owner...you know?" Fang Xiwen widened his eyes, his face full of surprise and doubt.

However, Luo Ting smiled without saying anything, patted the wine jar and poured him a glass, laughing: "Why bother so much, just drink when you should, drink while you can, hahaha!"

Looking at the cup that fell into his hand automatically, Fang Xiwen fell silent. This guy really had hidden a lot of things.

Before setting off, Luo Ting said that he had six orifices and told him not to worry. However, his power of manipulation was definitely more than that, and he could also sense demonic energy. Was it a special technique or some other rare treasure...!

Or maybe he came here for the monsters from the beginning...

Originally, with the sword immortal's advice, he thought he had touched upon some of the truth, but Luo Ting's performance cast a veil over it again.

He suppressed the puzzled look on his face, spun the glass, and drank it all.

Since Luo Ting has his own ideas, then I'll accompany you!

When the wine went down his throat, he realized that it was the jar of Drunken Immortal that Luo Ting treasured. The wine was not strong, and it slid slowly down his throat, giving him a caressed, itchy feeling that quickly penetrated his body, and he felt as if he was floating.

"Okay! Since you've drunk my wine, you have to share your jar with me. Don't refuse!" Luo Ting watched him finish the drink with his eyes wide open. His face was distorted with heartache, but he forced a laugh, acting as if his evil plan had succeeded.

"So that's what you were planning," Fang Xiwen used his inner strength to get rid of his drunkenness, put the cup down, and sneered, "Don't even think about it! I'm going to give it to the girl's parents, so don't keep thinking about it!"

"Bah! How can that old Deng drink such good wine just lying at home? I don't accept it!"

"Who are you calling Lao Deng? Say it again and see!"

Although he wasn't drunk, he had drunk some wine after all, and the atmosphere was right. Seeing Luo Ting speaking ill of his future father-in-law, Fang Xiwen immediately slammed the table and shouted.

As a result, the more he acted like this, the more excited Luo Ting became. He felt even more unbalanced, so he put down the jar of wine he was holding, stiffened his neck and said, "So what if he scolded me? We are all alcoholics, why should he be so comfortable?

There is a drunkard and a son-in-law, and I happened to see them! Lao Deng! "

"You still dare to curse?!"

For a moment, the two men seemed to be drunk and started to wrestle with each other. They fought all the way to the window, and then fell heavily to the ground, still cursing.

But in fact, both of their fists looked very powerful, but in fact they were weak and powerless... He and Luo Ting looked at each other, and each other's clear eyes were reflected in each other.

Seeing this, the hidden swordsman was relieved. This was to lure the snake out of its hole. I didn't expect them to be so tacit.

When Jian Xian heard Fang Xiwen call him "Brother Luo", she was really angry and amused. This guy is so stupid... Just as she was hesitating whether to remind him, something unexpected happened in the room.

At this moment, the candlestick on the table suddenly went out automatically even though there was no wind. The whole room suddenly became dark, as if covered by a curtain.

On the ground, the two people who were wrestling looked at each other inconspicuously and quietly let go of each other.

call!

At this time, a shrill sound of wind was heard outside the window, very sharp, like a woman's wailing. At first it was very far away, but after two or three breaths it seemed to be ringing in my ears, and I could almost feel the air she blew!

Without much hesitation, Fang Xiwen approached the window, slowly stood up, stretched out his hand, and pushed open -

Suddenly, a huge shadow fell from the sky, distorting the paper window to create a terrifying ghost image!

That shadow... looked just like a woman being hung upside down in the air, with her hair hanging down, her face distorted, and she was letting out a sharp scream!

boom!

Although he was scared to death, Fang Xiwen still smashed the window at the first opportunity and stabbed forward with a sword, which transformed into a red dragon in the air, and the sword intent was majestic!

The fire dragon creates wind and clouds in the sky!

But it was in vain. Outside the window were lights that were either moving or still, and it was a quiet night with nothing at all.

Fang Xiwen's hair stood on end at this moment, and his neck felt as if it was made of lead. He didn't dare to turn his head.

It's coming in!

The room was filled with a thick black, and it seemed as if something was hidden in every place, on the ceiling, on the table, under the bed. He didn't dare to stop the sword moves in his hand. He turned a killing sword move into a protective red dragon, which was quite cool.

"Boy, are you afraid of ghosts?" Luo Ting, who was lying on the ground, said in a gloomy tone, and began to take advantage of the situation, saying: "Give me the jar of Drunken Immortal, and I guarantee that nothing will happen to you."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Alas, Lao Deng..." Luo Ting's eyes swept across the bed. They were clear for a moment, but soon became hazy again. "It's all fake, it's all a lie. Just get some sleep and it will be fine."

As he said this, he just lay straight on the ground and started snoring!

'No, that weird thing might still be in the room. How can you sleep at your age?'

Fang Xiwen was full of complaints, but he also knew that if he chose to trust Luo Ting, he should do as he was told. He looked around, and the darkness around him was still beating like a living thing.

Damn it, just go to sleep!

He threw himself to the ground like a piece of beef with a thud. He no longer suppressed the smell of alcohol, and soon his face turned red and he began to snore.

Now it was Luo Ting's turn to lose his temper. He was speaking to the people "outside", and it seemed that this kid had misunderstood him... He was usually so smart, why couldn't he understand at this juncture?

So he moved over little by little and kicked his legs with very small movements, but it had little effect. Fang Xiwen was even talking in his sleep.

"Don't eat so much... 18 bowls... How is it possible..."

It was easy to tell who he was dreaming about. In the dark, the sword fairy's face flushed slightly. He passed Luo Ting, squatted in front of Fang Xiwen, and pinched his nose as if in revenge.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Just when Luo Ting was about to stretch out his fingers to send out a strong wind without caring about being exposed, Fang Xiwen suddenly coughed a few times, opened his eyes, looked around very slightly, and suddenly became quiet, as if he had fallen asleep again.

'This kid is very quick to react.'

After secretly praising him, Luo Ting also stopped moving, his hands hanging naturally, his chest rising and falling regularly. Both of them were pretending to sleep with different thoughts.

Lying on the ground, Fang Xiwen waited patiently for a long time, and finally heard a faint "creak" sound. The door was pushed open, and it seemed that someone walked in tiptoe, or it seemed that just a gust of wind blew in.

call!

Suddenly, Fang Xiwen felt a chill on his ankle - he was grabbed by something!

"Are you going to hang me up like that ghost outside the window?!"

Fortunately, he had a strong mentality and managed to suppress the urge to attack. He allowed the hands to drag him out of the room, through the corridor, and into the small room at the end.

Looks like an ordinary person.

During this time, he quietly opened his eyes and found that the hem of the clothes and the shoes looked familiar... It was the owner! !

However, the shop owner did not notice that Fang Xiwen had woken up and dragged him directly into the small room. Soon, Luo Ting was also dragged in, and the two looked at each other.

Next came Wang Xiong, Xiao Li... There were seven people from Longxing Escort Agency, not one was missing. But unlike those who pretended to be asleep, these people were really asleep. I guess they used some tricks to see that they didn't drink.

After the last person was dragged in, the owner closed the door completely and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Only then did Fang Xiwen slowly sit up and look at Luo Ting, both of them had solemn expressions.

"What do you say, kid?"

"I thought I would see broken limbs and things like that in this room," Fang Xiwen looked around and said slowly, "But it doesn't seem like he thinks of us as food for monsters.

It’s just an ordinary warehouse tucked away in a corner.”

"The owner is protecting us." Luo Ting concluded.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen showed a thoughtful look. In fact, he had similar thoughts. It seemed that the ghost was just to scare them...but why?

"Then why did he drag us here?"

If you don't want to hurt anyone, why not just refrain from action?

"Because there are more than just our group of residents in the inn." Luo Ting said calmly.

As if to confirm his words, a very heavy sound suddenly came from the distance, as if something huge was crawling. Both of them opened their ears and heard it clearly.

"Listen, it's going up the stairs."

"It seems to be wriggling. Is it a snake demon..." Fang Xiwen murmured, "Ah, it stopped."

Like the god of death knocking on the door, the huge creature stopped at one place, and then suddenly rushed in with a "bang"!

Chapter 147 The Monster

"The monster is coming!"

“Run away, ahhhh!”