Shenlong: Infinite evolution system super invincible

Long Jiuxiao knew that Li Jing had certain connections with Tianting and the West, and his own son was his favorite disciple. He was sure that he would not do anything to him, and he felt a bit confident.

This group of migrant workers from the Tianba Gang were so angry that they planned to escape while the master and apprentice were chatting.

Long Jiuxiao didn't figure out how to quickly retrieve Xing Tian's head, so he could only try this stupidest method for the time being.

Suddenly, he heard the circle drawn by Little Nezha around the mountain suddenly glowing with light. Long Jiuxiao quickly picked up Little Nezha and looked at it.

It turned out that a few desperate gangsters wanted to escape, but were blocked by Nezha's magic power.

Little Nezha clapped his hands in joy and laughed: "Master, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Long Jiuxiao said gently: "It's not shameful. Let's find a place to stay for one night and come back tomorrow morning to watch these bandits work."

There is only one inn in the suburbs, which is built of ordinary logs.

A two-story rough building stood on the official road, holding a dim lantern.

Long Jiuxiao led his young apprentice into the door of the inn.

A fat man who looked listless was playing with the abacus beads. When he saw a guest, he reluctantly opened his eyelids and said impatiently: "The guest rooms are all full. There is only one on the second floor. If you want to stay, you can stay. If you don't, you can stay."

Just walk sixty miles further and there is an inn."

Walking sixty miles forward? That requires a lot of physical strength.

Long Jiuxiao slapped a broken piece of silver on the table, and then the fat man smiled obscenely.

He bowed and said: "Master, please come upstairs, young master."

The stairs are also made of wood, and they creak when you step on them, making your whole body uncomfortable.

Although the lantern in the fat man's hand was on, the candle flickered and a gust of wind blew it out.

Came from a distance: "Two more here, hehe!"

A sharp and weird smile.

Little Nezha was so frightened that he hugged his master's neck tightly and asked tremblingly: "Master, isn't this place haunted?"

Long Jiuxiao said indifferently: "It's much better to be haunted than to be haunted by people. Are you still afraid of ghosts?"

Little Nezha thought about it and let Long Jiuxiao carry him into a room on the second floor near the stairs.

The entire second floor was silent, not like what an inn should be like when it is full.

But the light inside can be seen through the cracks in the wooden door. It is obvious that people in every room still have lights on.

It's already midnight, and I didn't expect that even mortals in the mythical world are night owls.

Long Jiuxiao thought so in his heart, but his eyes looked everywhere.

It was obvious that there was something weird everywhere in this inn, but there was no obvious filth found.

Long Jiuxiao was not a meddlesome person. He carried Nezha into the room and went to bring a bucket of hot water back for his master and apprentice to wash up.

Everyone is an apprentice serving their master, but here Long Jiuxiao had to accept his fate and serve his own little apprentice. How could he let his apprentice be brought back to Beihai to raise him not long after he was born?

After washing little Nezha's face and feet, Long Jiuxiao took him to rest.

The two of them had just laid down when they heard a piercing scream coming from the corridor.

The doors to each room were suddenly opened, and about a dozen tenants rushed out like a swarm.

Apparently they all heard the scream, and it was only natural for people to be scared and run for their lives.

Naturally, Long Jiuxiao didn't bother to move. The broken windows in the corridor were blown open by the wind, and the wooden window frames kept beating against the wall, making a permeating sound.

The white shadow at the entrance of the stairs disappeared in a flash.