Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

how do I say this?

What do you mean the two just checked out?

You make it clear, is it one room or two rooms?

Wu Xingxue was full of questions, but it was not convenient to ask a word. If you ask, the shopkeeper will not want to sleep peacefully tonight——

Just imagine, if an ordinary person has just sent off two guests, they will welcome the same person. Does it get scarier the more you think about it?

If you turn around and regard them as ghosts and monsters, and invite a few immortal gates to block and arrest them, then there will be too much noise.

Tiansu Shangxian said that this is an illusion, but the scene is the real scene. Wu Xingxue didn't know how too much movement would affect this place, but based on common sense, it shouldn't be a good thing, it's better to keep a low profile.

So he pressed his face full of doubts abruptly, his face poised and hidden. As if he had indeed just left the store not long ago.

The shopkeeper stared at them with a what's wrong with you two? expression, and then asked dryly, Why, the two of you have changed your mind and want to stay for an extra night?

Wu Xingxue said no, let me think about what excuses I can find to go out.

As a result, no excuse was found, but Xiao Fuxuan responded to the shopkeeper: Excuse me.

Wu Xingxue: ?

You wait.

Lord Tiansu didn't wait for a while.

Just listen to the shopkeeper's tone is higher: You... two really want to stay an extra night?

Xiao Fuxuan: Yes.

Wu Xingxue turned his head to the side, staring faintly at a certain high immortal.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him for a while, then looked at the shopkeeper again, his thin lips barely moved, and he said in a low voice, Go up and talk about it.

...

Row.

Wu Xingxue nodded respectfully.

It's not good to have no memory, and you have to be the obedient one from time to time.

What kind of obedient person can a dignified devil be? However, he has been honest all the way down, and in the eyes of those who do not know, I am afraid that he can be called a modest son, gentle and docile.

If those people in Zhaoye City heard these descriptions, they would be scared to death.

Xiao Fuxuan deserved to be brief and neat, but the shopkeeper was very strange and looked unwilling. As if the guests staying an extra night did not suit him.

His expression successfully attracted the attention of a certain devil.

Wu Xingxue narrowed his eyes and observed him.

Seeing that the shopkeeper slapped the abacus twice, he picked up the gray-blue name book on the counter, licked his fingers and twisted the sandy yellow paper, and picked up the pen.

Whether he moves or speaks in a slow manner, he is clearly middle-aged, his hair is still black, but he has a dark air, completely different from the chubby shop assistant.

The shopkeeper dipped a swipe of ink, then raised his head and asked, Do you two still live in the previous room?

Xiao Fuxuan: Yes.

Hearing this um, the big devil finally didn't bother to observe the shopkeeper.

Wu Xingxue turned his head and stared at Xiao Fuxuan again. Taking advantage of this angle, the shopkeeper could not see clearly, and asked with his mouth: One room? ? ?

He saw Xiao Fuxuan glance at him lightly, and that glance was enough to see the shape of the lips and the problem. But he waited for a long time, but did not wait for Xiao Fuxuan to say Go up and talk about it.

It's like... by default.

Wu Xingxue fell silent in the silence, and after a while, he pursed his lips and retracted his gaze.

The shopkeeper picked one out of a large circle of copper keys and handed it to the shop assistant who was fat. Xiao Er took it over and led the two going and returning guests to the second floor.

He hesitated, blushing and whispering: Well, my inn doesn't come here often, and it's only been over an hour for the two of you to check out, so... so the room hasn't had time to clean up.

As he spoke, he quickly glanced at the counter downstairs, as if he was afraid that the shopkeeper would overhear his laziness.

If the two of you are not in a hurry, can you wait for a while, I will clean it up, and then go to change the pot of hot tea—— The little fat man stopped at the door of the room. The key at the fingertip was gone.

This icy touch is familiar to him. When the elegant and elegant guest touches him with his hand, this is how it feels, which can make him shudder.

The little fat man looked at Wu Xingxue in confusion, and saw that the key was really in his hand.

The next moment, the guest has already opened the door by himself.

Well, I can see that it is very urgent.

The little fat man thought.

Wu Xingxue naturally didn't know what the second shopkeeper was thinking about. He was distracted by the phrase one room for a while, wanting to see what the bedroom that had not had time to clean looked like.

When the big devil opened the door, he thought, if it is as unsightly as that Sang Yu's couch...

He slaughtered the second shopkeeper who was probing his brain.

Little Fatty had no idea that he had walked through the gate of hell. He pulled the towel on his shoulders, slammed into the door, and was about to start cleaning but was stunned: Huh?

I saw that the couch in this guest room was neat and tidy, the wooden chair was tucked under the table, and the tea cup from Table Mountain was still upside down in the tea tray. He had lived there, but he didn't look like he had been moved.

The two of you are... The little fat man blinked and looked at the two guests in confusion. For a while, he never met the guests he cleaned up, let alone cleaned up to this level.

Don't you really live there, what do you do with a room?

Wu Xingxue was also very surprised, but his face remained calm. His eyes swept across every corner of the house, and then he turned to look at the small

Fatty said: There's no need to clean up, you can go.

The little fat man could not ask for anything, Hey! The ground responded, and ran away with the cloth towel.

As soon as the miscellaneous people left, Wu Xingxue immediately looked at Xiao Fuxuan.

Hello, you heavenly goddess.

Wu Xingxue stared at him and said, You did it on purpose?

Xiao Fuxuan raised his sword and touched the door, the door was closed instantly, and the mountain breeze at night no longer leaked in. He walked to the table, lowered his head and flicked the candle.

The lights turned on instantly, I don't know if it was an illusion or something, and the room seemed to be a lot warmer.

He withdrew his hand from the lamp, and then raised his eyes to look at Wu Xingxue: What on purpose?

Deliberately kept silent when the shopkeeper said one room, deliberately causing misunderstandings.

But Wu Xingxue couldn't say this.

Because the so-called misunderstanding will naturally dissipate when you open the door and enter the house. The shopkeeper Xiao Er has seen a lot of them and neither knows nor cares.

The only use of that misunderstanding is to tease Wu Xingxue, who will be misunderstood.

The person who did this kind of thing was standing by the table with a long sword in hand, still looking cold and indifferent.

The bean lamp on the table flickered.

Wu Xingxue was suddenly a little curious, if in the calamity of that year, Tiansu Shangxian was really in his room, what kind of expression would it be, or so...

However, as soon as the idea came up, it was swept away by the big devil.

He tilted his head under the lamp and blinked lightly, and when he turned back, he no longer mentioned misunderstanding or misunderstanding, but silently muttered forget it, and then asked Xiao Fuxuan: Why did you suddenly Change your mind and spend the night here?

After asking, he reacted, gave a soft ah, looked at Xiao Fuxuan and said, It seems... which time did Shang Xian remember this?

Also, it's not like going back to Luohuashan City... Well, they all live in this store.

The devil thought.

Sure enough, I heard Xiao Fuxuan say um and said silently for a moment: That is the last time I will come to Luohuashan City.

Wu Xingxue froze for a moment: The last time?

Xiao Fuxuan nodded, If I hear it later, it's the news that it was completely burned by the mountain fire.

Wu Xingxue said that that should be it, they were pulled into this illusion, perhaps because Luohuashan City hid secrets on this day.

He asked again, Did anything unusual or special happen that day?

Xiao Fuxuan said in a low voice, No.

Wu Xingxue was a little surprised: No?

Xiao Fuxuan: Yes.

Nothing unusual happened that day. He just met the Spirit King at Luohuashan Market again, and once again changed his mind and walked around the market.

That day, King Ling had just finished the decree of heaven, and he consumed a lot of immortal energy, and his whole body was full of tiredness. At night, when the mountain wind blew, I actually felt a little cold, so I entered this inn.

The shopkeeper of the inn was slow and not attentive, and the shop assistant was also reckless and very careless.

He remembered that the night was deeper and more exposed, and there was a fireplace in the room, and he floated lights in every corner, and the stars were shining, and the room was warm.

The king of spirit soon became sleepy, he supported his head a little bit, and after a while, he curled up and fell asleep, slowly running his immortal energy in his deep sleep.

And as always, he was not sleepy at all, sitting leaning against the window with his legs outstretched, looking at the person curled up on the bed from time to time to prevent the other party from running smoothly and making mistakes in the middle.

That night was dull, and if he hadn't entered the inn again, he would never have even thought of that day.

But now that I think about it, no abnormality is the biggest abnormality.

***

Xiao Fuxuan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly frowned and said, My memory of that night should be changed.

Wu Xingxue was stunned: Who?

After he asked, he realized that he had said something superfluous-he had the dream bell hanging around his waist, and he actually asked Xiao Fuxuan who moved his memory.

However, Tiansu Shangxian is a person who can be on par with the head of the fairy in Xiandu. If you want to tamper with his memory, even a person who has a good relationship or even a very close relationship should be extremely difficult to get.

...

What happened on that day that led him to touch Xiao Fuxuan's memory?

In other words, what happened in this store that day, and what caused it to make the later Luohuashan City a scorched earth?

These questions lingered in Wu Xingxue's mind, and even after he came to the dream, he was entangled endlessly, like withered vines or giant snakes climbing up, exuding the smell of rotten yin tide.

At night, Wu Xingxue suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment of waking up, there was still a vague dampness in front of his nose, like the aftertaste of a dream.

The room was dark, and it seemed to be even more silent, except for the barely audible breathing of himself and the other person.

He slept on his side, facing the wall in the bed, another breath behind him.

He moved his lips and called out Xiao Fuxuan in a low voice, just as he was about to ask why the other party suddenly turned off the lights. But the next moment, he was shocked that something was wrong!

That's not Xiao Fuxuan.

Because the breath was so close, it was like... the thing was lying beside the bed, silently behind his back in a dead silence.

Wu Xingxue turned over and met a pair of unblinking, dead white eyes.