An hour later, the carriage entered Ye County. As usual, they chose to stay at the Green Mountain Inn.
Upon entering the lobby, Mo Lan paused in surprise before casually walking to the counter to request a room. As she turned to go upstairs, she glanced at the few people sitting scattered throughout the lobby.
Although those people were dressed simply and tried to keep a low profile, Mo Lan still noticed something unusual about them at a glance.
These people are all skilled in martial arts, and quite skilled at it.
Furthermore, they were surrounded by a dark aura, with a faint scarlet tinge mixed in with it.
Based on this alone, Mo Lan knew that these people had taken many lives.
Strangely enough, ever since the tomb spirit and the mandala merged into one, she seemed to have gained a special ability, as if she had been given a cheat code.
She can see the soul aura emanating from a person's body simply by concentrating, and judge the person's behavior based on the color of this aura.
Although tomb spirits are spiritual beings formed from the essence of heaven and earth, they are ultimately born in tombs and possess a dark aura. However, the mandala is a sacred object in Buddhism, capable of encompassing all things and containing all phenomena. Now that the two have merged into one, the clash between black and white, god and ghost, doesn't it perfectly illustrate that saying?
A mustard seed contains Mount Sumeru, yet it holds all rivers and encompasses everything!
After summarizing with the Tomb Spirit, Mo Lan used different people to verify the results. Now it can be basically confirmed that the aura that permeates the human body varies in strength and color, and can also change with their thoughts and behaviors.
In other words, when a person begins to do evil, the aura surrounding them dims and eventually turns black. Conversely, it is a pure, milky white, without any impurities.
Just look at the aura surrounding these few; they are clearly assassins or bodyguards who live in the shadows year-round.
It's strange, though. Qingshan Inn is just an ordinary place to rest in Ye County, so how did such a group of people appear?
Although Mo Lan was puzzled, she did not stop and took Hua Bao upstairs.
She wasn't a particularly curious person, nor did she have any chivalrous intentions. As long as others didn't bother her, everything else was outside her concern.
Upon entering the guest room, Hua Bao immediately opened the window for ventilation and swept the tatami mat to make the bed.
Mo Lan glanced around the room and, finding nothing amiss, walked to the table, sat down, and poured herself a glass of water to moisten her throat.
Sitting at the table, you can see the backyard of Qingshan Inn through the back window.
She already knew that Qingshan Inn had two small courtyards, thinking that they were probably where family members lived, but just now, in a casual glance, she seemed to see a few familiar figures.
Who are the people around the Green-Faced Fox?
They haven't left yet?
Mo Lan held her water glass, watching the people occasionally walking around the backyard. After recognizing a few familiar faces, she couldn't help but ponder. Thinking of the people sitting in the main hall, she knew without a doubt that they were all in cahoots.
If it were an enemy, they probably wouldn't be so blatant.
Thinking of this, Mo Lan couldn't help but frown. The green-faced fox was obviously no ordinary person. Why would it choose such an inn to stay?
Has he fallen on hard times? Or is he deliberately avoiding someone?
And what about that middle-aged man who was being chased? I wonder how he is doing?
Seeing their covert vigilance, Mo Lan understood that it wasn't surprising that the person was hiding here to recuperate, given how seriously injured he was.
As she pondered, the door to the backyard was pushed open, and the familiar blue fox mask came into Mo Lan's view.
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