I Just Want To Be Quiet

The inn has been weathered and looks extremely old.

There is only half of the plaque left, and the handwriting is so blurred that only half of the word "station" can be recognized.

The door, whose vermilion lacquer had faded to seventy-eighty eighty-eights, was vacantly closed, swaying slightly in the whistling of the overcast wind, like a flag that evokes souls during a funeral.

Pei Ling strode forward, pushed open the door, and walked in.

The layout of this inn is similar to the previous inn. After turning around the oncoming screen, there is a courtyard full of moss.

Behind the Moon Cave door, the lobby is brightly lit, the door is half-open, and near the door, behind the chest-high counter, a black robe is as dark as night.

Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan and Huan Yun Zhenlian followed closely behind.

The sound of footsteps mixed with the melodious collision of rings and pendants broke the dead silence of the courtyard. . .

Soon, Pei Ling walked to the entrance of the lobby, his mind moved, a ray of energy shot out, and the fan that engraved countless ghosts and spirits quickly opened.

The brilliant lights in the lobby immediately poured out.

What was revealed with the lights was the crowd in the entire main room.

In the first eight post stations, although the lobby is extremely bright, all of them are empty.

But right now, the seats are almost full.

Each of these people has a strong breath, and the mana flows around, pure and surging. They are either incomparably cold and bloody; or clear and lively, full of vitality; or withered as dead, like walking corpses; or white robes and golden crowns, they are romantic and self-rewarding; or iron-blooded and golden, imposing like a rainbow; Tiancheng; or peach blossom and jade face, Qian skirt and purple hairpin; or free and unrestrained attitude...

He is a monk of the nine sects!

At this moment, all the monks, holding a bowl of soul wine, noticed that someone was coming in, and everyone's eyes turned to the door, all looking towards Pei Ling.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling frowned, but he kept walking into the lobby and quickly found the only empty table to sit down.

The three female nuns looked calm, and they also walked forward, lightly lifted their skirts, and took their seats.

As soon as Pei Ling sat down, many monks in the lobby raised their heads and drank the soul wine in the pottery bowl.

After these cultivators drank the soul wine, their breath changed slightly, and then they stared at Pei Ling again, with a dull expression and no expression.

In the inn, the lights that were originally bright in the daytime suddenly dimmed quickly.

The door that was originally not far from Pei Ling seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness outside the door, and quickly fell into a shadow, as if it were real or phantom, as if it no longer existed.

Immediately, Pei Ling felt an incomparably strong sense of peeping, surging from all directions, surrounding him.

He quickly looked at the black-robed man in the counter and urged, "Four bowls of soul wine, hurry up!"

The man in black robe nodded slightly, bent down, and there was a slight sound of pottery colliding with each other from the counter, followed by a hand that picked up the wine spoon.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the man in black robe walked towards the vat containing the wine.

At this time, darkness continued to descend, as if a well-conceived hunter was approaching unhurriedly.

The monks around, from far to near, fell into darkness one by one, and their figures disappeared.

But the incomparably strong sense of peeping became stronger and more obvious.

With the threat of death on his back, he kept shouting in Pei Ling's instinct.

Pei Ling frowned, "Tread, step, step..." The sound of footsteps approached, the man in black robe had just prepared four bowls of soul wine and was bringing it to him.

Without waiting for the drinks to be brought to the table in front of him, Pei Ling asked bluntly, "What's the law like here?"

As soon as the words fell, darkness jumped suddenly, and the man in black robe was completely engulfed. Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, and Huan Yunzhen, who were sitting together with the table, could barely see a vague outline.

Pei Ling frowned. He had a strong premonition that once the station fell into complete darkness, he would instantly fall into a very dangerous and desperate situation!

At this time, in the darkness, a palm like a dead tree suddenly stretched out.

Behind the palm is a black robe like a night.

The man in black robe was holding four bowls of wine, and his figure was completely integrated with the darkness, so he couldn't see the slightest.

"Bah."

Four bowls of soul wine were placed in front of the four newcomers, and the hoarse voice of the man in black robe also came from the darkness: "The law of this place...knock on the door...hear the sound...don't...stay for half a month..."

The man in black robe was standing by the table, but his voice seemed to come from a very distant place, intermittent and indistinct, and it was impossible to distinguish its specific content.

I can only barely hear that the time limit for this ninth station is half a month.

According to the rules of the previous station, it must be after entering, you must stay for half a month before you can leave...

As for the other rules, I don't know anything about it.

Pei Ling didn't have time to waste time, picked up the soul wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Before the pottery bowl was put down, Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, and Huan Yunzhen were also completely engulfed by the darkness, leaving only empty tables and chairs.

For a time, the entire lobby fell into darkness, and Pei Ling could no longer see anyone here!

Unlike the [Mist of the Netherworld] in the Eternal Night Desert, the darkness here does not hinder spiritual thoughts. But after Pei Ling's spiritual sense was released, it seemed that all the monks in the entire hall had disappeared, but they could not notice anything!

"Get in the room quickly!"

Pei Ling said immediately, regardless of whether the three of Su Xirou could hear him or not, he got up immediately, and already used [Five Ghosts and Heavenly Luo Dun] to escape to the house behind.

There was silence in the darkness, but the sense of peeping was suddenly strong, and the cold and incomparably malicious and murderous intent descended like a giant mountain.

It seems that his movement out of the lobby angered these secret prying eyes and gazes.

With the clothes in the air, Pei Ling just rushed out a few steps when a cold voice suddenly entered his ears: "Stop!"

Pei Ling's figure suddenly stopped, and his whole body was up and down, unable to move at all.

In an instant, a strong throbbing surged in his heart, as if there was a gust of wind and rain, magical magical powers roared towards him and slammed down on him.

But Pei Ling's spiritual sense could not perceive any abnormality at all.

At a critical juncture, his aura suddenly changed drastically. In his eyes, a cold light flickered, and in the depths of his pupils, countless runes were intertwined and ascended.

【Curse of Eternal Hate】!

Immediately, resentment, hatred, greed... all kinds of emotions converged, like a stormy sea.

Pei Ling's current cultivation base has broken through to the late stage of returning to the virtual world. At this moment, when he casts the [Eternal Regret], his strength has suddenly risen from the first stage of the late stage of returning to the virtual world to the peak of the late stage of returning to the virtual world.

Just at the moment when his cultivation base climbed steadily and was about to stop growing, his breath suddenly changed again, instantly breaking through the level of the return to the virtual stage and the joint stage, and rushed into the level of the joint stage!