"Then where are your father and mother now, have you left here and handed over all this place to you?"
Liu Yang asked a digression.
Shu thought about it very seriously, as if he was recalling such a memory.
"I don't know the specifics."
"But listening to what the old man said, it seems that my mother had a difficult birth when she gave birth to me."
"And my father left when I was nine years old."
"So when I turned ten years old, I was actually the only one in this inn, and I became the owner of this inn in the name of it."
Comfortably looked at Liu Yang and said with a smile, without the slightest sadness.
"Oh, by the way, this old man next to me is the one who raised me, and he is also my father."
"Hmph, it's rude, I've raised you for so many years."
"I can't even call an uncle until now, I knew that this would be the case now, so I won't raise you anymore, and just throw you into the toad pile."
The old man heard their conversation and shouted angrily.
"So I'm very happy to see that there are people like me coming here."
As he spoke, his eyes began to bubble with stars.
"I envy the outside world, and I have begged the old man before if he can bring two people in."
"As a result, the old man didn't even think about it and vetoed it directly, saying that outsiders can't see the dead here, otherwise it will cause some unnecessary panic."
Shu Shu pursed his lips and squinted at the old man.
"Do you say that this old man is stupid, and he didn't say that he must ask you to bring in laymen, can you bring in a few insiders?"
Maybe it's because of the young people, so two people plus men, talking is speculative.
There weren't too many boring words.
But basically they were all comfortable asking, Liu Yang and the man replied.
Gradually, the wind began to blow outside the Dead Inn, blowing a thick fog, like a mountain in the mountains.
Obscuring half of the sky, revealing the white and cold horns of the moon.
It's almost the second half of the night.
"Okay, okay, it's the middle of the night, it's time to rest."
The old man was really a little sleepy, urging.
"If you don't go to bed quickly, you won't be able to get up again in the morning."
"Oh, I'm talking about it now, how can I be in the mood to go to sleep."
Comfortable is very dissatisfied with the old man's domineering behavior.
"I'm not in the mood to go to bed yet, and it was a guy who just made a noise and said that I disturbed his sleep."
"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to have to count on you to release them when it's almost morning."
Finally, the old man was a little uncomfortable, and looked back at Liu Yang with a look of nostalgia.
"I've cleaned up the room for you."
"Right next door to the old man."
"Of course, if you can't sleep, we can actually talk at night." "."
The old man finally couldn't help it, and his muscles flared up.
Kicked it directly, but it was comfortable and agile, and he had already noticed it, and he avoided it when he dodged.
"Hmph, a stinky old man, very bad."
The old man glared at him, but said nothing.
Liu Yang also played on the side haha.
To be honest, after a busy day, he was also a little tired.
I was about to walk towards the room that I was referring to.
But suddenly, at this moment, a change happened.
Originally, I was comfortable and planned to quarrel with the old man for a few more words.
But as soon as he was halfway through his words, his face suddenly changed.
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How to say it, with a hint of surprise on his face, revealing a dignified color, hiding an unknown coldness.
But it was all hidden by his excited expression.
"Oh, I'll go, what a good day today, there are guests here."
"Great, it seems that there is hope for this month's living expenses."
"Hehe, looks like I need to go get another room to come out." said that he jumped and jumped, and took advantage of them not paying attention, and walked in directly.
I went to clean up the room for the shipment.
Maybe Liu Yang didn't think anything until he had another guest tonight.
But he turned around and looked at the old man who was standing on the sidelines, unmoved.
Suddenly, I noticed that something seemed to be wrong.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
The old man didn't seem to hear Liu Yang's words.
It's about staying in the same position and standing quietly not far from the table.
His head was slightly lowered, and his fighting strength was tilted downward, perhaps because he was in the dark, and he couldn't see what his face was, but his eyes were as shrewd as the wind and closed at this moment.
And at this moment, Liu Yang realized that the guest they were talking about didn't seem to appear.
So where did they know that there would be guests?
Liu Yang felt that there was something unknown hidden in this.
Maybe it's because the atmosphere that had just been very harmonious has suddenly become like this.
The inn became cold, cold, like in an ice cellar.
The man stood aside and rubbed his arms, puffing.
But this is the coldness from the heart, what is the use of rubbing the temperature on the surface "Fa, what's going on?"
"Didn't you say you were going to sleep, why, why didn't you suddenly move?"
The man's panicked eyes swept back and forth between the two bodies.
But not only did the old man remain silent, but even Liu Yang remained silent.
"The white horse crosses the river, the king of Zhou opens the road, Jia Wu opens the trade, and asks the immortals where to go" Powerful and powerful, the rhythm is studied, mixed with a thick accent, and it is even more powerful than the comfortable one.
It's like an old puffer.
It's the old man who sings a rocking song, but he still doesn't lose to the young people.
There's even a charm to it.
This, didn't you just ask them comfortably, why is it that the old man is asking other people now.
Also, he remembered that in these two conversations, there seemed to be a change in some words.
How did Lao Dao become an immortal?
Is there any obscurity in it?
Liu Yang didn't say it in a hurry, but buried everything secretly in his heart, waiting for him to slowly discover.
In the middle of the night, the command was raised, and in the dim sound of the wind, the wind and dust from afar were carried.
It smelled a little blood.
The old man's voice just fell.
The man on the other side gave a code.
"Immortals are not immortals, they are demons, heavenly demons are not demons, they are Buddhas, Buddhas are not Buddhas, they are me, they are me, they are not me."
This is a code, and it is a little different from Lao Tzu's code.
It doesn't sound like a code, but a Buddhist word.
It's just that what kind of meaning is hidden in this can only be explained by someone in person.
Sure enough, when these words just fell, Lao Tzu's face changed slightly.
But I don't know what the reason is, the light suddenly dimmed at this time.
So that Liu Yang did not see clearly.
And Liu Yang suddenly sounded an off-topic question.
There are no lights in there, so where does their light come from?
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Liu Yang turned his head slightly, looking at a place in the corner of the wall, a extinguished kerosene.
The room was a little dark.
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