As soon as they entered the inn, they felt something was wrong. They had passed by here before and didn't feel anything wrong at that time. It was just an ordinary inn, but at this moment, the interior of the inn was filled with a strange red light, and the weird light enveloped the entire lobby.

"Something is wrong."

The robe on Chen Yu's body floated up automatically, and a layer of spiritual light appeared around her. The robe she was wearing was a third-level magic weapon. Judging from her behavior, this person should be a magic cultivator.

The four of them were all Jindan cultivators, and they had a very keen sense of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and they all sensed something was wrong.

The originally empty first floor of the inn was now filled with people. Strange faces sat in the hall, clinking glasses, drinking and playing finger-guessing games. The scene was quite lively.

"There are two more tables."

Gu Changkong's observations were more detailed. He was the person who came to the Fox Tribe the most often. He had stayed in this inn countless times, so he was naturally familiar with the furnishings inside. In his memory, there were only six tables on the first floor of the inn, and there was a staircase at the corner against the wall, but now the staircase had disappeared and there were two more tables there.

These drinkers were also very puzzled. They ignored the four Jindan cultivators who came in. They were completely different from the previous cultivators. There was no fear of the strong on their faces.

There were eight tables, with four people sitting at each table.

Adding up, there were thirty-two people. This number was eleven more than the twenty-one people in the Qi Refining Realm that Chen Luo had learned about before.

"Playing tricks! Just catch someone and ask him and we'll know. I want to see where these people came from."

Sikong Bo suddenly raised his hand, and a spiritual power spread out from the palm of his hand and grabbed the shoulder of the drinker closest to him.

Bang!

The shoulder of the man being caught suddenly exploded, and the entire arm broke into pieces, with flying parts scattering like hidden weapons. The wine, food and plates on the table were hit by the flying springs and parts, and exploded into pieces.

The three people closest to this person were smashed beyond recognition, and the eyeball of the person opposite him was smashed in, revealing the puppet structure inside.

"puppet?"

Sikong Bo's expression changed slightly.

He didn't even realize that these people were puppets.

At this moment, the lanterns in the inn suddenly shook a few times, the flames inside flickered and changed, and the candlelight suddenly dimmed and went out. The inn full of red light instantly fell into darkness, and all the atmosphere disappeared. Those noisy drinkers seemed to have been paused, all frozen in place, and some people still had the expression of the previous moment on their faces, their mouths wide open, full of smiles, and their arms raised high.

The four of them were all Jindan cultivators, and the disappearance of the red light had no effect on them.

In their perception, a large amount of dust appeared inside this strange hall, the account books on the counter were visibly old, and the abacus hanging next to it also exuded a decayed smell.

"Formation!"

Chen Yu quickly took a step back, avoiding contact with the wine table area.

"Go upstairs and take a look."

Gu Changkong had a solemn expression. The person who attacked them had not shown up yet. If this person was a powerful enemy of the demon clan, then the enemy they would be facing this time might be very difficult.

Several people spread out their spiritual sense and walked towards the second floor with a vigilant look on their faces.

Chen Luo followed the three people and looked back at the 'drunkard' who was frozen below.

A familiar scene emerged in his mind. A place he had been to before, the "Jinsheng Inn" in the Yinsha Forest.

When he came from the Seven Kingdoms area, he passed through that area. The Yinsha Forest and Jinsheng Inn had disappeared, leaving only a big pit in their place. No one knew where Jinsheng Inn had gone.

"The Inn of This Life."

If it was that place, we really needed to be careful and alert. Both Ning Chenye and that woman were repeating something. Ning Chenye was like a puppet, going to the Jinsheng Inn over and over again, and then dying there.

Repeat over and over again.

Now that the Inn of This Life has disappeared, it is very likely that the 'reincarnation' has ended and the inn has obtained what it wanted.

There was no light on the second floor either, so I could only use my spiritual sense to observe. On the left side of the corridor was a room, and on the right was a wooden fence. But at this moment, both the room and the fence were covered with mottled marks. A thick layer of dust had fallen on the wooden windowsill, and the window paper inside had become rotten and mottled, emitting an unpleasant musty smell.

Crunch

The wooden planks under his feet made a rotting sound, and Chen Luo suddenly stopped.

'The person in front has changed.'

In the external brain, the mummy brain suddenly reminded him.

Changed?

In Chen Luo's vision, the three people in front of him were still the same as before, with alert faces. There was no change from before, even the fluctuations of their spiritual consciousness were exactly the same.

"Senior Gu."

Chen Luo stopped where he was and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

The 'Senior Gu' in front stopped and looked back.

Bang!

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a dark chessboard smashing towards his head. The light of a fourth-level magic weapon flashed on it, and before he could react, it hit him right in the face.

After a muffled sound, the head of 'Senior Gu' exploded, and the wooden structure shattered with debris. The complex puppet patterns connected to the heart, where a purple spiritual essence was flickering, providing energy for this body.

puppet!

Three Jindan monks were replaced silently by puppets right in front of him.

"Friend Chen, did you discover something?"

The 'Senior Gu' whose head was smashed by Chen Luo with the chessboard was completely unaware. The sound came from the broken neck. It still played the role of 'Senior Gu' and even imitated the tone vividly. The same was true for Chen Yu and Sikong Bo in front. They could not see Chen Luo's previous behavior and just followed their previous instincts.

Chen Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense with these puppets, so he picked up the chessboard and smashed it. The three puppets were smashed into scraps in the blink of an eye. After all, they were just fakes imitating Jindan cultivators. As long as their true nature was detected, they could be easily destroyed.

After killing three people, Chen Luo walked to the side, raised his hand and pushed open a door.

The wooden door opened.

The room was also full of dust. A middle-aged man in a gray Taoist robe was sitting in the room. There were some food and wine on the table. It looked like he was eating. The changes in the inn had frozen him here. His right hand holding a small dish was suspended in the air. His hair, clothes, and the food and wine on the table were all covered with dust. It was as if thousands of years had passed, and he had been frozen from his "previous life" to his "present life".

"Not a puppet?"

Chen Luo walked over and observed carefully, and found that this person was not a puppet, but a cultivator who had stayed in the inn before. He had seen this person when he scanned with his spiritual sense before.

Chen Luo checked the house and found nothing unusual.

After walking out of the room, he went to several rooms at the back and stopped only when he reached the room where the dead person was.

The room was in a mess, with all the tables and chairs overturned, dishes and wine scattered all over the floor, and a long knife wound on the wall. Next to the wound lay a headless corpse, with no blood on the wound. The dark brown blood scabs were mixed with the ground and the dust, which looked very strange.

'Someone is approaching.'

It was still the feedback from the mummy brain. In the Inn of This Life, only the mummy brain was not affected. For safety reasons, Chen Luo asked the mummy brain to put down the work at hand and concentrate on helping him pay attention to the surrounding environment.

Chen Luo withdrew his gaze and looked towards the end of the corridor.

At the end of the dark passage, a ball of orange light appeared. This ball of light was like a moving sphere, moving up the stairs step by step.

Chen Luo stopped where he was and found that the scene around him began to change.

Under the orange light, the dust around mysteriously disappeared, retreating little by little, returning to its original state. The room was spotless, and the window paper was as bright as new.

A young man wearing a blue Confucian robe, carrying a book box on his back and holding an oil lamp in his hand walked out from the end of the stairs.

"Ning Chenye?"

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes and recognized the puppet he had met once before.

"Brother Chen!"

Ning Chenye, who was holding an oil lamp opposite, also noticed Chen Luo. He seemed to have forgotten his previous experience and walked towards Chen Luo quickly with a look of surprise on his face. There was still no spiritual fluctuation on his body, as if he was just an ordinary person. As the light approached, the dust under his feet and the cracks on the wall receded visibly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet Brother Chen here. Are you here to take part in the imperial examination as well?" Ning Chenye's face was filled with joy, and the joy of 'meeting an old friend in a foreign land' was written all over his face.

"This year, the emperor celebrated his sixtieth birthday, and he specially held an imperial examination. I have studied hard for decades, and naturally I want to pass the examination and serve the court."

Ning Chenye talked as he walked, and the oil lamp hanging next to the bookcase swayed left and right with his footsteps.

Chen Luo did not speak. He stopped where he was and looked at Ning Chenye who was gradually approaching. For some reason, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart. After forming the elixir, he had not sensed a similar aura for a long time.

"Nascent Soul Realm, dangerous."

Just as Chen Luo was about to wait for Ning Chenye to come closer and capture him, the mummy brain in his mind suddenly gave a response...

Same corridor.

Gu Changkong looked at the seemingly endless corridor in front of him with a grim expression, and the same thing happened to Chen Yu and Sikong Bo behind him.

"Daoyou Chen is missing."

"The person behind the scenes is very cautious and knows to start with the weakest." Sikong Bo said.

In the eyes of the three of them, Chen Luo was just a junior who had just been promoted to the Jindan stage. His cultivation was the weakest, so it was normal for him to be treated as a weakness by the enemies.

“Here it comes!”

As he was talking, Gu Changkong in front of him suddenly stopped, and the wooden door of the room in front of him opened with a creaky sound... (End of this chapter)