Chen Fan returned to the Dragon Tavern.
The lights inside were still on.
He knocked on the door.
A crack slowly appeared on the door and a pair of eyes fell on Chen Fan through the crack.
He opened the door and let Chen Fan in.
"Shopkeeper, are there any rooms left?"
Chen Fan asked.
"I'm sorry, Daoist," the shopkeeper said helplessly,"but our inn is full."”
"Please go to another place to stay."
At this moment, the waiter beside him muttered,""Isn't there a first-class room?”
"If this Taoist priest can afford it, you can also stay here.”
As soon as he said this, the shopkeeper glared at the waiter with a stern gaze and said,"You talk too much!"
The waiter quickly covered his mouth, knowing that he had said something wrong.
The shopkeeper looked at Chen Fan with a smile and explained,""Dao Master, the price of that first-class room isn't a problem. There's a problem inside. All the guests who stay in it won't live past the next day!”
"There's no problem with any of our rooms. I'm not even planning to rent out that first-class room.”
The shopkeeper explained the reason.
He knew that Chen Fan was a cultivator from the Dao Sect, but he was still too young.
He looked to be around eighteen years old. He was so handsome and was in his prime. He should not have died in vain.
Chen Fan heard the shopkeeper's explanation and knew that the shopkeeper was really kind. Otherwise, he would not have stopped making money.
Chen Fan smiled." This money should be enough. Arrange a first-class room for me!"”
Chen Fan threw a small bag to the man.
The shopkeeper counted. It was indeed enough, but his expression was still a little difficult. He reminded,"The Taoist priest's place is haunted, and he really can kill people!”
"You're still young, you have a bright future ahead of you…"
Chen Fan interrupted the shopkeeper and said,""Don't worry, shopkeeper. I'm an orthodox disciple of Mao Mountain and I've also come down the mountain with success in my Dao.”
"If you let me live in there, there will definitely be no problems. If anything happens, it has nothing to do with you.”
Chen Fan promised.
Seeing Chen Fan's stubbornness, the shopkeeper stopped trying to persuade him.
She only sighed and told him to be careful.
He also instructed the waiter to bring the key over.
Chen Fan nodded and took the key from the waiter. He didn't leave immediately.
Instead, he was prepared to ask the shopkeeper a question.
"Shopkeeper, do you know what's going on with Minister Li's family? It looks like a joyous occasion, but it's so lifeless?”
Hearing this.
The shopkeeper explained," It's a pity for Minister Li's family. She's a good girl. His only biological daughter has been taken by a Ghost King and wants to marry his daughter."”
"If she doesn't marry, Mr. Li's family will suffer. I really have no choice!”
Every household had talismans pasted on them because they were afraid of those demons and ghosts.
"I see."
Chen Fan noticed that something was wrong when he first saw Minister Li. Although he was smiling at him, there was worry in his eyes.
So that was the reason.
"Then didn't Minister Li invite Taoist priest to subdue the demon?”Chen Fan asked curiously.
The shopkeeper looked around and finally looked at Chen Fan. He whispered,""Official Li is a great benefactor. Some Taoist priests have received his kindness and volunteered to help him subdue demons.”
"But you don't know how terrifying that Ghost King is. All those who went to vanquish demons and devils didn't come back alive.”
"Because of this matter, the Ghost King wants to marry Li Yuan's maternal family's Little Butterfly half a month in advance.”
"So, Taoist priest, if you want to get involved with the Li family, save it!”
The shopkeeper obviously knew that Minister Li would often help others.
He had made many friends. The Taoist priest in front of him might have received a favor from Minister Li and wanted to help repay the favor.
Chen Fan finally understood what had happened.
"So the disciples of Mao Mountain were killed by the Ghost King. You're really tired of living. I'll kill you tomorrow!”
Chen Fan thought to himself that he had already sentenced the Ghost King to death.
Those reckless things deserved to be killed!
"Shopkeeper, I'll leave first!"
Chen Fan was about to go to his room to sleep when the shopkeeper arranged for the waiter to personally lead him to the room.
The lock on the room was covered in dust. It was obvious that no one had touched it for a long time.
It seemed that no one dared to stay in this room after the incident.
When he opened the room, he could see that there was a layer of dust on many things.
The waiter nodded and bowed." Sir, this room hasn't been cleaned yet. Why don't you wait for me to clean it first?"”
Chen Fan shook his head with a smile." No need. You can leave now."”
The waiter nodded and muttered,""What a strange Taoist priest."
Not long after the waiter left, Chen Fan waved his hand and the dust in the room was instantly cleared.
This room was classical and elegant, surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings. There was also a sandalwood fragrance.
The tables, chairs, and wooden planks were all made of precious sandalwood.
The furnishings inside were just right. It was obvious that someone had arranged it before.
At the top of the room, there were three lanterns that emitted white light, illuminating the room.
There was also a candle on the table. Chen Fan lit it, and the room became brighter.
At this moment, the layout of the room became clearer to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan walked to the bed and sat on it, closing his eyes to rest.
At the same time, his body was also circulating sword qi, tempering his muscles and bones.
The sword bones in his body resonated, and his entire body was like a huge black vortex, greedily devouring the surrounding spiritual qi.
It transformed into his own Dharmic powers.
After a short while of cultivation, Chen Fan felt full of energy and energy.
He let out a soft breath and watched the candle flame on the table gradually become smaller. It looked like it was about to burn out.
Chen Fan closed his eyes and waited for the ghost to appear.
Although there was nothing unusual in this room, he felt a wave of Yin Qi.
This Yin Qi was very weak. It should be left behind by a ghost.
Therefore, he was waiting.
The color became dimmer and dimmer, and it was impossible to see one's fingers. The light from the lantern also completely dimmed.
The Yin Qi here became denser.
It was the time when the Yin Qi was at its peak. A pleasant voice sounded in Chen Fan's ears.
"Taoist priest, I'm scared. Can I borrow your shoulder to lean on?”
A woman with fair skin, a high nose bridge, and soft hands was sitting next to Chen Fan.
This woman looked like a person in a painting. Her figure was perfect, and it was difficult not to be tempted.
Her eyes and smile were enough to enchant a person's soul.
The female ghost stared at Chen Fan, as if she was going to pounce on him and devour his Essence Qi.
Chen Fan had a handsome face and a Pure Yang Sword Body.
In the eyes of the female ghost, it was a great tonic.
It was equivalent to devouring tens of thousands of ordinary people.
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