Chapter 122 The Underworld Inn
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that all the five aggregates are empty, and he survived all the hardships. The color of the relic is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color..."
At eight o'clock in the evening, Master Yixiu chanted sutras and meditated as usual. Cheng Long, who was driven back by Tang Saier again, looked at Yixiu who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed, and immediately opened the door curtain and walked into Jingjing's room.
Jingjing was also doing her homework at this moment, but instead of chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name, she was practicing cross-legged practice. Master Yixiu gave her a method of practicing qi, so that she could reach the highest level and enter the state of transformation.
But Jingjing has been practicing for five years and is still in the early stage of refining. It is hard to say whether she can reach the Qi training state in this life. I am afraid she can only think about the spirit transformation state, and there is everything in her dreams.
Midnight watch.
A wisp of cool breeze blew over. Jingjing, who was wearing cool clothes, subconsciously opened her eyes. She tightened her collar with her hands. It was empty inside. When the wind blew, goosebumps appeared on her snow-white skin.
There is a big temperature difference between day and night in the mountains.
She has been insecure since she was a child, and subconsciously wants to hold something.
For example, Brother Long, who is sleeping on the ground, is tall and handsome, with well-defined muscles. He is a good human-shaped pillow. If you can curl up into Brother Long's arms, or hold him in your arms, it can not only warm you up, but also Get happiness.
Just thinking about it makes me happy to death.
"Brother Long was sleeping so deeply. If I lay quietly in his arms, he would not be able to notice it. When it gets dark, I will immediately go back to bed. I will not be aware of it by then. Who can know that I have held him in my arms? Did Brother Zhulong sleep with you?”
"But I am a girl after all. If Brother Long suddenly wakes up and finds me in his arms, how will I face Brother Long in the future?"
Jingjing is extremely confused.
She worried about gain and loss for a long time, but never dared to take action.
In fact, Cheng Long, who had closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, was also very confused. With Jingjing's tender gaze at this moment, he could taste the peach as he wished just by licking his fingers.
But what about after pulling up the pants?
What if I accidentally provoke a certain big shot in the future and have to leave Jingjing behind and run back to the Hong Kong TV world? Will this create inner demons? Can’t even calm down while practicing?
This is the thing that Cheng Long is most afraid of.
On weekdays, I worry that my temperament will suddenly change if I continue to practice.
If you accidentally plant your inner demon, you will turn into a bloodthirsty demon at some point!
Therefore, his current ideal target of provoking a female ghost is actually a soul-nurturing jade gifted by Taoist Priest Qianhe. One or two is not too little, and ten or eight is not too much.
You can carry it with you anyway.
The more the merrier!
……
The night passed quietly.
The two people who had been entangled all night walked out of the bedroom one after another.
After Cheng Long washed up, he walked under the eaves, put away the clothes that Jingjing helped wash and dry yesterday and stuffed them into his suitcase. He came to Master Yixiu and said goodbye: "Master Yixiu, I have to go on a long trip, and I may not have time to drink the porridge."
"So urgent?"
"We have to drive three hundred miles today. If we want to arrive before dark, we have to rush early..."
"Then I wish you a safe journey."
"Thank you, Master, for speaking to Jingjing for me."
Cheng Long picked up his suitcase and left resolutely.
Ikkyu looked at the figure that was getting away, his expression showing a bit of loneliness and a subtle sense of relaxation.
Aaron is gone.
It means that he doesn't have to think about Jia Le and always be wary of the other party.
He was afraid that the female disciple he had taken in for several years would be abducted.
But on the other hand, he was reluctant to leave Cheng Long. After all, this boy was extremely talented and talented. Staying by his side would be of great benefit to him.
“Brother Long, it’s time to drink porridge.”
"Brother Long, where are you?"
"Brother Long..."
After a long time, Jingjing walked out of the kitchen wrapped in an apron. She shouted around inside and outside the house, but got no response. So she walked up to the master and asked, "Master, where is Brother Long?"
"Gone."
"Ah? Where did Brother Long go?"
Jingjing panicked.
"I didn't say where he was going, but he said he had to travel three hundred miles. I guess his destination is Queya Mountain. I heard that the wild tigers there are very fierce. Every year, several nearby villages sacrifice a pair of boys and girls. .”
Master Yixiu originally didn't want to tell Cheng Long's whereabouts, but he really couldn't bear his disciple's sadness. Just saying goodbye without saying goodbye made him burst into tears.
Why!
There is definitely no hope for Knorr, this lump of an elm tree.
"Ah, Brother Long, why are you going to Queya Mountain? There are several monsters gathered there! He is alone. This is too dangerous. No, I have to go too."
Jingjing originally wanted to take advantage of Jia Le's absence and no one to bother her, and have more contact with Brother Long. When the two of them got to know each other better, they could join a group to keep warm when it was cold at night.
Never would I have thought that Brother Long would take the bag away without paying attention.
Saying goodbye without saying goodbye is the most annoying thing.
"You are even afraid of purple zombies. What can you do to help if you go? You are not allowed to go."
Master Yixiu scolded with a straight face.
Conquering demons and demons is not a child's play. Jingjing, a little girl in the early stage of refining, can only deal with three or five robbers, but she can hardly protect herself when encountering zombies and ghosts.
"If you don't go, you won't go. Why is it so bad~~"
Jingjing lowered her head in despair, pouting and sulking as usual.
Master Ikkyu thought that this time it would be like before and he would recover in a day or two. Who knew that no one would be seen soon after finishing the porridge.
At first, Yixiu didn't pay much attention, thinking that Jingjing went to the stream to wash herself, but she didn't come back until around noon, then she realized something was wrong. Hurry into the room.
Sure enough, most of the girl's luggage was missing.
"Why doesn't this crazy girl make people worry-free!"
Yixiu, who treated Jingjing as his daughter, hurriedly packed a package and brought some dry food, then hurriedly locked the door and hurried towards the missing tooth mountain.
……
Buzz buzz...
An off-road motorcycle filled with gasoline galloped through the dense forest, leaving a long rut on the muddy provincial road in the forest after the rain.
The three-hundred-mile journey from the Four Eyes and Ikkyu Dojo to Kuya Mountain requires a horse-drawn carriage from morning to night to barely arrive. However, riding a modern off-road motorcycle, even on the winding official road, with Cheng Long's current The reaction and control ability can still drive more than 100 miles.
In other words, it only takes him two or three hours to reach the boundary of the Toothless Mountain.
It's about ten o'clock in the morning.
Cheng Long took out the container from the storage column in an uninhabited place. After roughly cleaning the mud on the car, he pushed the off-road motorcycle into it, then took out a suitcase and walked on the road unsteadily.
After about a moment, an inn came into view.
The four characters "The Underworld Inn" are written on the door plate.
The inn is located at the junction of three provinces, standing on a high ground. White lanterns are hung around the front yard. Less than a mile behind the inn is the famous mass grave here.
The owner's intention of opening the inn here is obvious.
——Don’t do business with ordinary people!
"How many guests are there?"
As soon as Cheng Long entered the inn, the waiter came up to him. At the same time, he looked behind him and found that there were no walking corpses or coffin-carrying teams behind him. His expression was slightly surprised.
"One."
"Sir, our store is a bit special. If you..."
"You can tell me after you see clearly."
Cheng Long waved his hand and interrupted forcefully.
The waiter wasn't angry either. People who dared to work in the underworld inn were more or less capable. After hearing Cheng Long's words, he subconsciously activated his magic power and poured it into his eyes.
Damn it!
Where did the big light bulb come from!
He needed to use his magic power, and then he saw that Cheng Long was a waiter in the same way. He was frightened by the surging magic power of the other party. He lowered his head in fear and apologized: "Senior, I have offended a lot just now, I have offended a lot..."
"Find me a good spot."
"Okay, senior, please come with me."
Following the waiter into the inn, Cheng Long found that there were some guests dressed as Taoist priests or monks sitting in the hall. Most of them had low magic power, not much higher than the waiter.
There are only a few people with magical power weaker than Shimu and Ikkyu.
"Senior, my boss used to be a corpse exorcist. Later, when he got too old and couldn't exorcise the corpses, he opened an inn here to entertain fellow travelers from all over the world. Occasionally, it also served as a charity village to provide services to passers-by who died in a foreign land. Convenience..." Sensing the confusion on Cheng Long's face, the waiter took the initiative to explain.
There are many yizhuangs that provide convenience for fellow travelers, but inns that provide food and accommodation for fellow travelers are not common. There are only a few inns in the whole of China. In modern society, this is an emerging industry full of opportunities.
But there are not many people who have the ability to open an underworld inn. Taoist priests from well-known and upright families disdain to do so. Small sects and small sects do not have that prestige.
This also makes the Inn of the Underworld extremely rare, and a large number of people have never even heard of the Inn of the Underworld.
"Have you heard? Another person disappeared in Xiaoniu Village the day before yesterday. This is already the eighth person this month. If this continues, no one in Xiaoniu Village will dare to stay."
"I don't care about this. I only care about how much money the people in Maverick Village are willing to pay to solve this problem."
“It seems like no one has taken the lead yet.”
"Hmph, you are a money-grubber who has nothing to offer, yet you still want us to conquer demons. How can anything in the world be so cheap?"
"Haha, it's not that I look down on you. That place is very close to Kuya Mountain. Even if the people in Xiaoniu Village are willing to spend money, do you have the ability to earn it?"
"..."
The inn was very lively, and the people who came here to rest, even if they were not fellow travelers, were all members of the same profession. They gathered in groups and chatted without any worries.
Perhaps because of the large number of people coming, the Underworld Inn gradually developed a hiring business. If something happened to the villages and towns within a radius of one or two hundred miles, and the Taoist monks in the town couldn't solve it, someone would come here to hire people to do work.
The waiter invited Cheng Long to an empty table by the window on the second floor and greeted him warmly: "Senior, the most famous dish of our inn is three-fresh chicken. Everyone who has eaten it says it is good. Do you want one?"
"Okay, let's serve two more side dishes."
"Okay, senior, please wait a moment."
After the waiter left, Cheng Long looked out the window casually. After a while, the conversation between the two corpse exterminators downstairs piqued his interest.
"Hey, the world is getting more and more chaotic. People are dying everywhere. I only went to Pucheng two days ago. I didn't expect that I have to go there again today."
"It's not because Yuan Datou had a whim and naively wanted to be restored as emperor. He forced himself to step down within three months of taking office. Now the whole Beiyang is in collapse. Warlords are in charge of their own affairs. People are grabbing territory everywhere. This No, the northern warlord Cao Ying came to our south and occupied Stone City..."
"Chaos also has its advantages. At least we can make more money."
"I'm not as evil as you, I only care about my own business..."
Pucheng, Stone City, Cao Ying?
Isn't this the plot of the movie City in Peril?
When he thought of Cao Ying's son Cao Shaolin, the words "I don't eat beef" came to Cheng Long's mind.
When he first came into contact with the magic method, he had been worried that one day he would become a person like Cao Shaolin, who killed people based on his preference, whether it was women or children, he could kill whenever he wanted without any scruples.
I didn’t expect that we would meet so soon!
(End of chapter)