Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Sad to say, if only one person was lost, it was not an earth-shattering event in that era.

People die every day in the world, but not everyone dies clearly.

Those Immortal Sect disciples couldn't find anyone, and couldn't find out the reason. In the end, they could only come up with the most easily accepted argument - evil spirits.

It must have been some well-hidden, undiscovered demon who quietly ate the missing man.

So, the matter changed from finding the missing person to finding the hidden demon.

Then, they found a creepy result...

The shopkeeper still feels chills all over his body and numbness in his scalp when he thinks of that scene, he said in a dry voice: You... have you ever seen the kind of magic-detecting amulet that those immortals use, that is, they are ignited and turned into paper ashes. The blowing will blow it all out, and if it encounters the aura of a demon, those paper ashes will float over.

That day, I watched the paper ashes float out of the window of my inn. Those immortals were afraid of causing panic, so they all pretended to be patrolling or wandering around, and followed the paper ashes around Luohuashan City. Back and forth, and finally circled back to my inn...

At that time, everyone looked at each other in dismay, thinking that there were too many people in Luohuashan City, and the living spirit gathered in this way was enough to overwhelm any other breath, so the magic talisman was not easy to use.

They were about to collect the paper ashes when they saw the pale ashes swirling around and sticking to one person.

It was none other than the little daughter of the missing man.

The girl was so young that the shop assistant didn't want to see her cry, so she went to the market to collect a bunch of gadgets to coax her, and went to the stove to warm a bowl of sweet jujube soup.

At that time, the little girl was sitting in front of the inn, drinking soup spoon by spoon.

When the paper dust gathered, she looked up at the crowd and licked the corner of her mouth.

The crowd fell silent at first, then felt absurd and unbelievable—

This little girl devoured her father?

how is this possible……

So the people from Xianmen took out another soul-seeking talisman.

Previously, in order to find the missing man, they tried with this soul-seeking talisman in every corner of Luohuashan City, but found nothing.

This time I used it again, and I saw the soul-seeking talisman fluttering, and finally landed at the little girl's feet.

If there is no mistake in the soul-seeking talisman, then the smell of the soul of the missing person is really on the little girl...

At that moment, everyone present was silent.

***

Later, Xianmen took the little girl away, and the matter of the guest disappeared for no reason was settled.

The innkeeper and the shop assistant were both frightened and sick for several days. After the illness was over, everything was business as usual, and they slowly put the matter behind them.

It wasn't until the second year, not long after the lighting of the mountain market opened, that something happened to the inn again——

That day, there was a scholar who looked like a scholar and stayed in the store with his companion reading boy. He was talking and laughing at the time, and the scholar looked gentle and courteous.

But on the second day, the book boy disappeared.

Everything is exactly the same as that father and daughter.

The shopkeeper only felt that the nightmare was coming again.

Looking at the scholar's worried and anxious appearance, he felt that there must be a well-fed demon licking the corner of his mouth under that layer of skin.

Just like the last time, he invited those immortal chiefs again and watched them use the magic-seeking talisman first and then the soul-seeking talisman.

Unsurprisingly, whether it's the magic-seeking talisman or the soul-seeking talisman, the people they refer to are all scholars.

When the scholar was stuck on the talisman paper, the horror and fear that slowly floated on his face were stronger than anyone else. He frantically brushed the ashes of the magic-detecting talisman on his body, shouting it's not me and it won't be me, and fell to the ground in fright.

At that time, the shopkeeper looked at the scene, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed in his heart - what if the scholar did not hide it too deeply, but really did it unintentionally, and was lured by something in his sleep? If he was supposed to be fine, why did this happen because something was wrong with the inn?

He remembered the advice of those in the fairy sect, saying that he had changed from a land of blessings to a land of disasters, and there would be frequent occurrences of evil things.

The shopkeeper was frightened by this thought at the time, and felt that every inch of the ground beneath his feet was indescribably weird.

Although the incidents were all guests, and only two in two years, it was not much. But who knows what will happen in the future, will there be a day when the accident will become them?

At that time, the shopkeeper was haunted by nightmares every day. Either he dreamed that he was eaten by the shop assistant, or he dreamed that he was eaten by the shop assistant. Either way, he couldn't sleep at night.

So he was no longer stubborn and asked the people of Xianmen to help him.

***

They agreed very happily. They also sent many experienced people to pretend to be guests. Riri Town is in my small inn. I wanted to play tricks on me, and Xianmen came, but there was no change. There was nothing at all, and the wind was calm.

People are troubled by all kinds of things, and they have to fix things. They can't spend all day in my inn. Later, I thought of a way to do both. The shopkeeper pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, That's it...

That was the first time he knew that Xianmen would also use the method of repelling the corpse, which did not seem so bright and decent.

At that time, the people from Xianmen explained to him: It's not that we are helpless and we won't be like this. Shopkeeper Yu doesn't know that the corpse's perception of demons is actually more sensitive than our living people, and it is more clever than those who detect magic symbols. If there is another demon in your shop, it will know. If it happens again

Yes, it can stop it.

Then what? The shopkeeper was not at ease after hearing this, I can't just stop it, what if I can't stop it!

The person from Xianmen replied: It has a spell on its body. If it is really used here, we will know even if we are thousands of miles away. Once we receive the letter, we will immediately come over. At that time, whether the devil is good, No matter how bad it is, it's when the breath is the strongest, and it's easy to find anything. Then you can see which piece of soil in your inn is a disaster, and why it has become a disaster.

Although the people from the Immortal Sect have repeatedly assured that this corpse has been dealt with by them, it is not the same as the corpse commonly used by evil demons. But the shopkeeper was still timid and doubtful.

According to the instructions of the immortals, he placed the corpse in the coffin on weekdays, and then placed the coffin in the attic on the top floor, and pasted a number of coffin sealing spells on the coffin lid.

He instructed the shop assistant to change a batch of brand new talismans every once in a while, so that the coffins would not be sealed tightly and the corpses would come out to be demons at will.

***

After two years in this way, there was no new disaster in the inn, and the corpse never opened the coffin.

People are always like this, when the scar is healed, the pain is forgotten.

The shopkeeper slowly felt that the so-called evil and calamity were only temporary. As the saying goes, three years of small luck and ten years of great luck, even if the luck was not good before, it is time to transfer.

The shop assistant smelled like a corpse, and he developed huge bags under his eyes, and now he can sleep well. It's just that the business of his inn has not been saved.

The insiders were obviously tight-lipped about the two calamities, and they didn't spread freely in Luohuashan City, but his inn was becoming deserted day by day, and few customers came.

Because of those two disasters, the shopkeeper and the shop assistant developed a problem——

If there is only one visitor, they are very welcome. If it was two companions, they would be reluctant and anxious, for fear of another scene where one wakes up without one.

The shopkeeper gave Wu Xingxue a terrified look on his face, and then quickly took it back: I was afraid of death if you were going to live in the store the day before, I was really afraid of death! I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't Dare to open your eyes, for fear that this night will not be peaceful again.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to say a word - he actually pricked up his ears and paid attention to the movement of the guest room all night. But it was a very peaceful night. He didn't hear a single sound, whether it was talking, walking, or anything else.

At one point, he suspected that the two guests had sealed the room or sealed the barrier.

Early the next morning, he was standing behind the counter, waiting for the two guests to get up and come downstairs.

When I saw you all come down, my heart dropped. The shopkeeper said, sighed a long time, and said regretfully: So, why are you coming back again, if you don't continue this night, you will also Won't--

The shopkeeper was full of worries, and it took only half the words to realize what he was talking about.

He stopped abruptly and raised his head in horror.

Seeing Wu Xingxue's deep eyes looking at him: I can't do anything?

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva deeply and did not dare to continue speaking even if he had a hundred courage.

But even if he kept silent, Wu Xingxue knew what he was going to say.

He has already said a lot - said that under the influence of this disaster, the little girl devoured her own father in the middle of the night. It is said that under the influence of this calamity, the scholar devoured his own scholar.

When it comes to Wu Xingxue, it is naturally the same. From the shopkeeper's point of view, it was nothing more than a tragedy that devoured his own people.

In an instant, Wu Xingxue only felt that it was so absurd, so absurd that he wanted to laugh out loud.

No way, I'm not crazy.

he thought.

But soon, he gave birth to a more absurd fear in that absurdity...

Because he really is a demon.

Demons don't care about proportions - that Sang Yu was borrowing people's energy to comfort him one moment, and the next moment he drank the other party's blood. Yun Hai, who used to be a fairy, will also get out of control and act recklessly.

And me?

Wu Xingxue thought to himself.

Have I ever had a time like this? Out of control? Has something similar happened? and also……

Has Xiao Fuxuan seen it?

He actually didn't think that Tangtang Tiansu Shangxian would disappear out of thin air because of a small inn and never see him again. Those rumors and strange things didn't scare him.

He just wanted to see each other all of a sudden, very much.

When this thought flashed by, the sound of footsteps sounded outside the door of the guest room. A handful of paper ashes rushed into the house from the open window and gathered around Wu Xingxue.

Perhaps because the demonic energy was too strong, the ashes even burst out of sparks.

A group of people dressed in disciple robes of the same color came chasing the paper ash, with long streamers behind their high-tied hair crowns, each with a sword, each silver scabbard with a red circular seal seal carved on it. Character.

It is Xianmen, Fengjia, who is often invited to Luohuashan City.

The head was a young woman with a bright face, and said in her mouth: The corpse has been stable for a while, and the demon should have been subdued long ago-

...Post.

As soon as they stepped in the door, they saw the steady and motionless corpse on the ground, and the obedient demon with a sword.

The evil demon had a voice like the breeze, but the more he thought about it, the more frightening he said: Please help me dig three feet to find someone, or don't go back.