Unexpectedly, the guy actually kept his promise and did not give them away, but instead talked about someone else.

It seems that in addition to them, there was also a "strange woman" with a child who stayed in this inn.

Tianyankai and the others looked at each other, made a circle of gestures, and were about to kick the door when suddenly the lights in the room went out and the silhouette disappeared. Then there was a series of quick and urgent footsteps, and a girl suddenly opened the door and cursed: "What are you guys doing here in front of my door in the middle of the night? I'm going to take a shower, what do you want to do here? Huh?!"

The woman had a slender figure and a plain face. Although she looked like a fighting cock, she was definitely a woman. He spat, rolled up his sleeves and cursed, "You are still a group of monks and Taoists. Aren't you monks? How can you be so impure?!"

Several monks stammered, "It's just a misunderstanding..."

The girl raised her eyebrows and raised her hand as if to hit him: "I don't care if this is a misunderstanding or a meeting. If you don't leave, be careful that grandma will give you a basin of bath water!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you female donor, why are you like this? You don't care about your character?"

"Go, go..."

Although the girl's face was unfamiliar, Xie Lian felt that her voice and manner were extremely familiar. After a moment, she whispered, "Lan Chang?"

Hua Cheng said: "Yes. It's her."

Seeing everyone leave, Lan Chang seemed to be relieved, looked left and right, and hurried into the house and closed the door. She did not wear heavy makeup, and although there were many fine lines around her eyes and eyebrows, which made her look old, she was unexpectedly beautiful. Xie Lian almost did not recognize her. If she had appeared like this in the Shenwu Hall that day, Pei Ming's clarification might not have been so powerful. Before the first ghost riot at the reopening of Tonglu Mountain, many demons and ghosts that were suppressed in various places escaped, including Lan Chang and the fetal spirit. If the "strange woman" the waiter was talking about was Lan Chang, then the child she was carrying, wouldn't it be...

Xie Lian whispered to Hua Cheng, "The fetal spirit must be with her. That thing is too dangerous, we can't let them run around like this."

However, this inn itself is a shady shop, and there is a group of human wizards who came from Huacheng to bother people. How easy is it to catch them in this situation?

The group of monks and Taoist priests walked to the stairs, and the waiter asked, "How is it? Isn't this the person you Taoist priests are looking for?"

Tianyan opened his eyes and said, "No! Alas! Let me ask you again, have you seen a Taoist priest with a child?"

The waiter thought for a moment and said, "There are no Taoist priests with children, but there are Taoist priests who are alone!"

After hearing this, everyone regained their spirits and asked in a low voice, "Where is it?"

The guy also whispered, "Here."

This time, he pointed to another room. Everyone looked at each other again, and once again followed him on tiptoe.

Unexpectedly, this time, when they were only three feet away from the door, they heard a sharp sound of breaking wind, and a yellow talisman flew out from the crack of the door, brushed past Tianyankai's cheek, and nailed to the wall behind him. Everyone was shocked and went to look at the talisman. It turned out to be like a piece of steel, half inserted into the wall, and they were shocked.

Just as they were about to rush into the room, Tianyankai stopped them and said, "It's not him! But he is also a powerful character. Don't act rashly or else it will cause trouble." He then bowed and said, "Sorry to bother you, Master. It's just a misunderstanding."

The man in the room did not answer, indeed he was quite a master. Everyone stepped back, and someone asked: "Brother Taoist, why do you say that the person in the room is not him? Isn't the skill of that shabby Taoist throwing hidden weapons very powerful?"

The tattered Taoist priest… Xie Lian thought for a while before realizing that the “hidden weapon” referred to the Jade Purity and Icy Purity Pills, and thought to himself, “Okay…”

Tianyankai whispered, "Of course not. They both threw hidden weapons, but the man in the room's technique and strength are slightly weaker than that shabby Taoist..."

Before he finished speaking, seven or eight yellow talismans shot out from behind them, nailing to the door and wall like feather arrows. Everyone was horrified and dared not say anything more, and ran downstairs quickly. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Xie Lian quietly opened the door, pulled out a yellow talisman from the wall, and took it back into the house. Hua Cheng twisted the yellow talisman with two fingers, took a look at it, and threw it away lightly, saying lightly: "The vision of the Heavenly Eye is indeed good."

The yellow talisman was covered with a layer of spiritual energy, so when it was shot out, it was as sharp as a blade and as deep as steel into the wall.

But before, Xie Lian was able to hit the balls that could enter his stomach with the force of a fine steel marble, but it was all based on his own control and burst of force, without any magic power bonus. After all, he had lived for hundreds of years without magic power, and had long been accustomed to relying on himself for everything, not relying on magic power. The opening of the Heavenly Eye was based on this to determine the superiority.

Xie Lian pondered, “How many people are there in this inn? Why is there a Taoist priest like this in the inn? Could he be here to subdue demons? It’s normal that these ordinary monks and Taoist priests didn’t notice it. With this person’s level, there’s no way he didn’t notice that there’s something strange about this inn. No matter what, we can’t let those monks and Taoist priests find out that San Lang is here. If they start to make a fuss and the Taoist priest in this room hears them, I’m afraid more people will chase after them. This one person might be more difficult to deal with than dozens of them put together.”

Everyone went downstairs again, returned to the lobby, and sat around the long table. Xie Lian saw the waiter through the hole that Hua Cheng had poked and said, "I'll go down and ask the kitchen to redo it. Please wait a little longer, Taoist priests. Hehehe."

"Wait! Take the water away. Wash your cups and bring them back up."

"Okay, okay. Hehehe."

The waiter went down with a smile on his face, and he must have gone to the kitchen. Xie Lian remembered that he seemed to have seen the kitchen behind the inn just now, so he immediately hugged Hua Cheng, climbed out of the window, came to the outside of the inn, walked around, picked up a few small stones on the ground and held them in his palm for later use.

When he reached the outside of the kitchen wall, Hua Cheng pointed again. The wall was like tofu, and a hole appeared silently. Xie Lian moved forward to see what kind of owner this shady shop had.

The kitchen was dimly lit, with only a few dying oil lamps, and no one was there. But if you listened carefully, you could hear a "crunching" sound coming from somewhere.

Xie Lian changed his angles several times and finally found that the sound came from under the stove. His sight was blocked by the stove, but a pair of human legs were exposed beside the brick stove. It was obvious that the person was dead, but he still moved slightly from time to time with the sound of gnawing with relish.

At this time, several waiters walked into the kitchen and said, "My lord..."

Behind the stove, a dishevelled man suddenly raised his head, chewing something, and mumbled, "What are you doing?!"

The man's mouth was full of blood, his eyes were glowing green, and he was holding a human hand in his mouth like a chicken claw. Although his expression and appearance were so horrible, it was still clear at a glance that he was the man possessed by Qi Rong!

He puffed out his cheeks and quickly sucked the uneaten hand into his mouth. After a while, he spat out a few pieces of bones and hit those "mates" in the face, cursing: "You are a bunch of useless people who grew up in shit! You are screaming like a funeral, I thought the food was delivered. Where is the person? Where is the meat? Didn't I give you the medicine?! Why haven't those people outside collapsed yet?!"

It seems that the person lying on the ground and being bitten by him was either the original owner of this place or another traveler passing by.

The guys complained, "My lord, it's not us who are useless, it's the monks and Taoist priests who are always fussy. Sometimes they complain about the greasy dishes, sometimes they complain about the hair in the dishes, and they refuse to eat the food we send them."

Qi Rong sucked the blood from his ten fingers and said, "What? Damn it! I personally cooked the meal for them before execution, but they should cry bitterly if I didn't let them kneel on the ground and lick it clean. Who gave them the face to despise me? I should let them eat the shit made by my cousin, the crown prince, and then these people will know to kneel down and express gratitude to me!"

Xie Lian: “…”

"..." Hua Cheng said, "Brother, don't pay attention to what a loser says."

“…” Xie Lian said, “Yeah.”

"It's all because of you bunch of losers. You can't even wash a dish properly!"

The guys got jumped up and beat and scolded by him. After venting enough anger, Qi Rong rolled up his sleeves, wiped his bloody mouth, picked up the spatula, and banged the iron pot loudly, cursing: "Come again!!! I'll let you open your dog eyes and see my ability! Let's see what nonsense you have to say this time!"

He was busy and soon he had prepared a new table and ordered the waiters to serve it.

This table was delicious, with both meat and vegetables, and plenty of oil and water. Xie Lian went back to the second floor guest room and peeked down. The monks and Taoists all exclaimed, "What a great cook!"

"Yes! What a great cooking skill, especially the salt and pepper chicken feet, which are plump and tender... aren't they too plump and tender? I've never seen chicken feet with such slender fingers."

The waiters said, "Oh! This is our restaurant's signature dish. It's not just any chicken feet, but carefully selected, rare white phoenix chicken feet with the nails removed. Doesn't it look like a young girl's tender catkins, making your heart beat faster?"

"That makes sense. But I like the stir-fried pork skin the most. The skin is crispy and tender, and the cooking time is just right... Wait, why does this pig have tattoos?"

The guys said, "Oh! It's not a tattoo. It's just something our chef carved to show off his amazing carving skills."

"This sweet and sour pork ribs doesn't seem to have been cooked for enough time. There are too many ingredients. Could it be that they are not fresh? Are they trying to cover up some other taste with the sweet and sour taste?"

The guys said, "Oh! That's not true. All the ingredients in our restaurant are killed and sold on the same day. It's just that our chef has a stronger taste."

“…”

Seeing them praising the food and about to start eating, Xie Lian couldn’t bear it any longer and threw a small stone he had just picked up, knocking it out of the small hole.

This time, the blow hit Tianyankai's hand, which was holding up the teacup and preparing to "drink water to detoxify". His arm shook, and the water in the teacup splashed out and splashed on the face of the guy who was laughing next to him.

The tea was clearly not hot, but the waiter felt as if he had been doused with boiling water. He covered his face and screamed, "Ah!!!!"

At this point, everyone at the table was stunned, and they all raised their swords: "What's going on?!"

Tianyankai grabbed the clerk's hand and pried it apart. Everyone screamed. The clerk's facial features had melted away by more than half, as if a cup of water had been poured on a piece of white paper, and the ink had spread and slid down his cheeks.

His facial features and smile were actually drawn on with a pen!

“…”

Without saying a word, the monks and Taoists overturned the table and started fighting with the shop assistants.

The guys were beaten so hard that they held their heads and howled, "Masters of Dao!!! Stop fighting! That, that, you are looking for the strange woman with a child!!! The strange Taoist priest! He is upstairs! They are upstairs! Go find them! Let me go! I am just a temporary worker!!!"

"Bah! Temporary worker, who are you trying to fool?"

"Want to trick us? Is it that easy? It's too late now!"

The guy felt bitter: "I'm not lying to you! I'm serious!"

There was a lot of banging and banging going on downstairs. Xie Lian saw that these mages were in a crushing victory, so he shook his head and decided to take advantage of the chaos to catch Lan Chang and Tai Ling. But before the door was opened, a scream came from the corridor. Lan Chang said in a terrified voice, "No... Please, I don't want to go! Please just let us go! I'll kneel down and kowtow to you!"

A young man angrily said, "Who cares if you kneel down and kowtow? If you leave, what will happen to my general? Damn it, you and your son are in big trouble this time! Stop talking nonsense and come back with me!"

Hearing this voice, Xie Lian pushed open the door and asked, “Is it you?”

On the corridor, a young man in black was standing in front of Lan Chang, his face dark. When Xie Lian came out, he raised his head slightly and said in surprise: "It's you?!"

Xie Lian stepped out of the door and asked, “Fuyao? Why are you here?”

Lan Chang saw him, her eyes widened, and she asked, "...Prince?"

"..." Fuyao looked him up and down for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, but at least he didn't roll his eyes up, and asked, "Why are you here too?"

Xie Lian looked down at himself, quickly took off his female clothes and threw them away, saying, “It’s a long story.”

At this moment, Fuyao saw Huacheng standing beside him with his hands behind his back, and her pupils shrank slightly.