When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 148: Going to the Inn, Mei Sanniang

The mountains are covered with snow, making the road difficult to travel. There are occasional heavy snowstorms, and the biting winter wind makes people frown. ♦♦  ♦♦

The swordsman rode a donkey and walked through the snow during the pauses in the wind and snow, leaving a line of footprints.

The swordsman bought a mink fur cloak at a clothing store in a town when the weather started to get cold. Of course, he was not afraid of the cold, but just to make himself look more normal.

I was walking in the mountains and wilderness far away from human habitation.

But he saw a towering attic.

The attic is four stories high, in the shape of a tower, with a grand and grand appearance. The eaves are covered with a layer of silver, and a plaque hanging on the threshold reads a few big words... "Lai Qu Inn".

Judging from the appearance alone, this inn is one of the best even in the big cities of the Lingtian Dynasty. It will definitely attract many high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants to visit. It is crowded and making money every day is not a problem. .

Just being placed in this remote place will really make people passing by say from the bottom of their hearts: What a waste of natural resources.

Riding on a donkey, the door of the inn is wide open. Looking inside, you can see the internal layout and there are many guests inside.

A fireplace was burning on the left side of the wall to warm up the body. The plump and beautiful proprietress stood at the counter, holding her chin lazily, and saw Li Changxiao passing by the door.

He didn't solicit customers, he just watched quietly, holding a cigarette in his other hand, but he didn't smoke it, he just held it.

Li Changxiao got off the donkey, patted the little donkey, and pulled it towards the stable. There were many horses in the stable, and the white horse he had met a while ago was also quietly eating grass among them.

The stable was very high-end and was wrapped with a layer of warm cotton cloth. After placing the little donkey, Li Changxiao walked into the "Lailu Inn" and checked in with the proprietress.

"Young Master, are you going north?"

On this winter day, the landlady did not wear anything to keep out the cold, such as cotton-padded jackets or mink clothes. She still looked as good-looking as ever, showing off her plump and sexy figure.

Charming and...

Also coquettish.

"Go north." Li Changxiao paid the silver and replied with a smile.

"What a coincidence." The landlady stretched out her slender fingers and nodded at the guests in the inn, "They are all heading north."

The landlady winked at Li Changxiao, "Young gentleman, why don't you introduce yourself?"

"Just a nobody." Li Chang smiled, turned around, and announced his name to the monks.

Soon, someone responded politely and reported their name and region, either true or false.

It is certainly not simple to have an inn like this in this wilderness.

In fact, according to the distance, Li Changxiao has already walked nearly half of the way. This is the border area between Qingyu and Dingyu. Although there are thousands of roads and all of them can be taken, most normal people give priority to Choose the smooth road.

The location of this Lai Qu Inn is so special. It is set up in such a location. Normal monks who go to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit will usually pass by this inn.

so.

This inn was truly built for monks, so the people who stay here are naturally monks. Of course, mortals who accidentally break in are not excluded, which is harmless.

Li Changxiao realized this early on, so he was not surprised.

At this moment, he looked at the inn. There were about a dozen people, and none of them could be called powerful. After all, in any era, no matter how prosperous spiritual energy is, powerful people are only a minority among the few, but some However, there are only a few new-generation prodigies who are famous across the continent and monks who can barely step into the ranks of the strong.

Most of them are mediocre monks just like Li Changxiao.

"Young gentleman, what do you want to eat? The seat closest to the fireplace is reserved for you. You can go over there and warm yourself up."

The landlady smiled sweetly and had a soft voice. The empty seat was not really reserved for Li Changxiao, but it just happened to be vacant, so she spoke like this.

After all, we are away from home doing business.

Li Changxiao cupped his hands and thanked him. He sat in the warmest seat, unscrewed the wine cork, drank a few sips of wine and ate a few side dishes, enjoying himself.

I heard the discussions among the monks.

Since the spiritual energy dried up, there have been very few places where so many monks can gather at one time.

Speaking of which, the establishment of the "Lai Qu Inn" is closely related to the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit. It was originally intended to collect news about various reforms.

It was built eight years ago. It is only in recent years that the number of visitors has gradually increased. The monks passing by are not only from Qingyu, but also from Fuyu, Xuanyu and Baiyu.

Because the entire Fuyao World is somewhat similar to the shape of an hourglass, with the green symbol Xuanbai on the south side, the red and green tripod pole on the north side, and the green tripod two domains bordering each other.

Therefore, the Lai Qu Inn came into being, which means that people come in a hurry and go in a hurry. Naturally, the proprietress who built this inn cannot be a simple person.

In fact, she had such a reputation that she was known as Mei Sanniang. Before her spiritual energy dried up, most of the people present would not have dared to look at her. But now that the current situation has changed, the charlatans present even dared to start a fight with the landlady. A joke.

For example, when the white-clothed swordsman entered the inn, the landlady called him a young man, and soon some people started making noises, saying that the landlady was unfair. Why did she call him a young man while calling herself a guest guest?

The landlady scolded them with her hands on her hips, scolding them for being shameless and shabby. She also wanted me to call you my husband. Go ahead and dream.

After saying that, he asked Li Changxiao if he was right.

If it were an ordinary person, they would be embarrassed or panic, but Li Changxiao replied with a "yes". The proprietress was stunned, then burst into laughter, and the other cultivators also laughed, neither annoyed nor angry.

It's not that they are no longer afraid of Mei Sanniang after the spiritual energy is exhausted, but the way cultivators get along with each other has changed wonderfully. Without the competition for resources, the desire to fight and kill is naturally reduced.

In addition, the Great Dao is dead and the spiritual energy is dry, so everyone feels a sense of sympathy.

The swordsman drank wine and ate braised beef. Wu Haitang, a woman in red who met some time ago, was also sitting in the inn. She nodded to Li Changxiao and went to communicate with other cultivators about the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit.

Even though there were cultivators around, the swordsman's habit of falling asleep as soon as he fell asleep did not change. He ate and drank to his heart's content, and fell asleep on the table under the influence of alcohol.

Come and go to the inn

Most guests came here to have a quick drink and then continued on their way.

A few would check in, but most of them only stayed for one night.

There were actually very few guests like Li Changxiao who got drunk.

When he woke up, there were already very few monks sitting on the first floor chatting.

Li Changxiao rubbed his eyes, left the inn, and ran to visit the little donkey, fearing that it was bored in the stable. When he arrived, he realized that he was worrying too much. The little donkey was having fun with the other horses, and even when he, the owner, came, he had no time to pay attention to it.

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