Although little Nezha was very courageous, he was still a child after all. He hugged Long Jiuxiao's arm and said, "Master, why don't we leave? It's haunted here."

Long Jiuxiao said disdainfully: "If there are ghosts, Master will catch two for you to play with for fun. It's cold outside in the middle of the night, so a fool would go out to blow the cold wind."

Just as he was talking, he saw a "bang" outside the window, and a figure fell freely from the roof to the ground.

Long Jiuxiao said it was only on the second floor. Is this a show of jumping off the building for us?

As he spoke, he opened the window and glanced downstairs. There was a pool of blood under the moonlight, but no one was there.

Long Jiuxiao shrugged helplessly and said to little Nezha: "It seems we have to go see who is bored and experiencing the feeling of jumping off a building."

The master and apprentice jumped out of the window and landed lightly on the ground.

At this time, he discovered that a figure was reflected in the window of the room where he used to live on the second floor of the inn. Little Nezha hugged the master's neck tightly and said, "It's so scary. This is the first time I've seen a ghost."

Long Jiuxiao said calmly: "This is my second time, the first time I see a ghost is you."

Little Nezha's forehead was covered with black lines, and he muttered: "Master, why don't you speak so excessively?"

Long Jiuxiao hugged little Nezha and entered through the main entrance of the inn. The fat man at the door was still dozing.

Hearing someone come in, he muttered casually: "It's full. Only the room at the corner of the stairs on the second floor has room."

Long Jiuxiao slapped the table and shouted angrily: "I haven't checked out yet, open your eyes like a dog?"

The fat man was frightened and said in a panic: "Didn't you jump out from the second floor?"

Long Jiuxiao laughed and said, "It seems you have been to my room?"

The fat man stopped talking and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since our guest is back, go back and rest quickly. I will prepare hot water for you."

When Long Jiuxiao stepped onto the creaking stairs again, his strong sense of being spied on intensified.

Sensing the surrounding aura, Long Jiuxiao suddenly stretched out his arm and quickly grabbed a person's collar through the well-camouflaged wall.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was Xiao Deshan, the boss of Chaoge Wuxiang Pavilion.

The boy struggled repeatedly with his hands and feet. When he saw Long Jiuxiao's shocked expression, he kept shouting: "Immortal, please spare my life, but I am greedy for profit."

Long Jiuxiao carried this thing into the room, threw it on the ground, and said coldly: "Why do you open such a fraudulent inn?"

Xiao Deshan sighed and said slowly: "Originally, this place was abandoned and useless. Our Xiao family can be considered a big family."

Little Nezha also lost his temper at this moment. He kicked the table with his feet, pinched his waist with his hands and said angrily: "You still don't forget to brag at this juncture. Please tell me why you did this?"

Xiao Deshan said helplessly: "My father has been ill all year round and is bedridden. Even though he has consulted famous doctors all over the world, there is no result."

Later, under the guidance of an expert, I asked a mage to perform a ritual to invite the ancestors to manifest themselves, so that my father could walk around in the ground.

Originally, the disciple did not dare to doubt his father, but as time went by, things would become different.

Long Jiuxiao winked at Xiao Deshan and asked with a smile: "Did you lure the wolf into the house? After a lot of trouble, the ancestor you invited back appeared and took away your father. Now your so-called ancestor will be your father, right?"

Xiao Deshan looked at Long Jiuxiao in horror and nodded feebly.

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