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 in bewilderment, making a jumbled array of gestures. Just as they were about to kick the door, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the silhouette vanished. Then came the sound of rapid, rapid footsteps. A woman flung open the door and yelled, "What are you, a bunch of filthy men, doing gathering at my door in the dead of night? Damn it! I'm about to shower, what are you doing here? Huh?!"
The woman had a slender figure and bare face. Although she had the aura of a fighting cock, she was undoubtedly a woman. He spat, rolled up his sleeves, and cursed again, "You're still a bunch of monks and Taoists! Aren't you monks? How can you be so impure?!"
Several monks murmured, "It's just a misunderstanding..."
The girl raised her eyebrows and raised her hand as if to hit someone: "I don't care if this is a misunderstanding or a meeting. If you don't leave now, 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?"
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
Although the girl's face was unfamiliar, Xie Lian felt that her voice and manner were extremely familiar. After a moment, he whispered, "Lan Chang?"
Hua Cheng said, "Yes. It's her."
Seeing everyone leave, Lan Chang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She looked left and right, then hurried into the house and closed the door. She wore no heavy makeup, and although she had many fine lines around her eyes and eyebrows, which made her look older, she was surprisingly beautiful. Xie Lian almost didn't recognize her. If she had appeared like this in the Shenwu Hall that day, Pei Ming's clarification would probably not have been so effective. Before the first demonic rebellion at Tonglu Mountain, many demons and monsters that had been 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 must 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 place, and there are also a group of human mages who have come from Flower City to cause trouble. How easy is it to catch them under such circumstances?
The group of monks and Taoist priests reached the stairs, and the waiter said, "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 ever seen a Taoist priest with a child?"
The man 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 perked up again and asked in a low voice, "Where is it?"
The guy also whispered, "Here."
This time, he pointed to another room. Once again, everyone looked at each other, and once again, they followed him on tiptoe.
Unexpectedly, this time, just as they were about three feet from the door, they heard a sharp sound of breaking wind, and a yellow talisman flew out from the crack of the door, brushing past Tianyankai's cheek and nailing to the wall behind him. Everyone was startled and rushed to look at the talisman. It was actually 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's a powerful character. Everyone, please don't act rashly or you'll cause trouble." He then bowed and said, "Sorry to bother you, Master. This is just a misunderstanding."
The man in the room didn't answer, indeed he had the demeanor of a master. Everyone stepped back, and someone asked, "Brother Daoist, why do you say that the person in the room isn't him? Isn't that shabby Taoist's technique in throwing hidden weapons incredibly powerful?"
Tattered Taoist… Xie Lian thought for a moment before realizing that the “hidden weapon” referred to was the Jade Purity and Icy Purity Pill. He thought, “Alright…”
Tianyankai whispered, "Of course not. They both throw hidden weapons, but the man in the room's technique and strength are slightly weaker than that shabby Taoist..."
Before he could finish his words, seven or eight yellow talismans shot out from behind them with a whizzing sound, nailing themselves to the door and walls like feathered arrows. Everyone was horrified, afraid to say anything more, and quickly ran downstairs. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Xie Lian quietly opened the door, pulled a yellow talisman from the wall, and took it back into the house. Hua Cheng twisted the talisman between two fingers, glanced at it, and lightly threw it away, saying lightly, "The Heavenly Eye's vision is indeed quite 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 penetrated three feet deep into the wall like steel.
But before, when Xie Lian had launched the balls, which could have been swallowed, with the force of a fine steel marble, it was entirely through his own control and explosive force, without any magical power added. After all, he had lived without any magical power for hundreds of years and had long been accustomed to relying solely on himself for everything. The opening of the Heavenly Eye was based on this to determine the winner.
Xie Lian pondered, "How many groups of people are gathered in this inn? Why is there a Taoist like this here? Could he be here to subdue demons and monsters? It's understandable that these ordinary monks and Taoists haven't noticed, but with this person's caliber, there's no way he hasn't noticed something strange about this inn. No matter what, we can't let those monks and Taoists discover Sanlang's presence. If they start yelling and the Taoist in this room hears, I'm afraid more people will be chasing after them. This one person is probably more difficult to deal with than dozens of them combined."
Everyone went back downstairs and returned to the lobby, where they sat around the long table. Xie Lian, through the hole Hua Cheng had poked, saw the waiter and said, "I'll go down and ask the kitchen to redo it. Please wait a moment, everyone. Hehehe."
"Wait! Take the water down. Wash your cups and bring them back up."
"Okay, okay. Hehehe."
The waiter went downstairs with a smile on his face, presumably heading to the kitchen. Xie Lian remembered that he had just seen the kitchen behind the inn. He immediately hugged Hua Cheng and climbed out the window. He walked around outside the inn and picked up a few small stones from the ground, holding them in his palm for later use.
When he reached the outside of the kitchen wall, Hua Cheng pointed again, and a hole appeared silently on the wall, like tofu. Xie Lian moved forward to see what kind of owner this shady shop had.
The kitchen was dimly lit, lit only by a few dying oil lamps, and empty. But if you listened carefully, you could hear a crunching sound coming from somewhere.
Xie Lian shifted his perspective several times before finally discovering the sound was coming from beneath the stove. His view was blocked by the stove, but a pair of human legs peeked out from the brickwork. Clearly dead, they still moved slightly as they gnawed with relish.
At this time, several servants walked into the kitchen and said, "My lord..."
Behind the stove, a disheveled man suddenly raised his head, chewing something, and mumbled, "What are you doing?!"
The man's mouth was covered in blood, his eyes glowing green, and he held a human hand in his mouth like a chicken claw. Despite his terrifying expression and appearance, 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 his "comrades" in the face, cursing: "You are a bunch of useless people who grew out of shit! You are crying 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 seemed that the person lying on the ground and being bitten by him was either the original owner of this place or a passing traveler.
The guys complained aggrievedly, "My lord, it's not us who are useless, it's those monks and Taoist priests who are all fussy. One moment they complain about the greasy dishes, the next they complain about the hair in the food, and they refuse to eat the food we send them."
Qi Rong slurped the blood from his fingers and said, "What? Damn it! I personally cooked their final meal, and I didn't make them kneel down and lick it clean. They should be crying bitterly. Who gave them the face to despise me? I should have made them eat the shitty stuff my cousin, the Crown Prince, made. Only then would they know to kneel down and express their 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 useless people. You can't even wash a dish properly!"
He jumped on the guys, beat them up, and scolded them. After venting his 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 open your dog eyes and see what I can do! Let's see if you have anything to say this time!"
It was in full swing. Soon, he made another table and ordered the waiters to serve it.
This table was truly delicious, with both meat and vegetables, and plenty of oil and water. Xie Lian returned to the second-floor guest room and peered down. The monks and Taoists all exclaimed, "Excellent cooking!"
"Yeah! Really great cooking, especially these salt and pepper chicken feet. They're so plump and tender... Aren't they too plump and tender? I've never seen chicken feet with such long fingers."
The waiters said, "Oh! This is our signature dish. It's not just any chicken feet, but carefully selected, rare white phoenix chicken feet, with the nails removed. Doesn't it feel like a young girl's delicate catkins, so tempting?"
"That makes sense. But I like the stir-fried pork skin the most. The skin is charred 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. Our chef just carved it to show off his amazing carving skills."
"This sweet and sour pork ribs doesn't seem to have been cooked long enough. There's too much topping. Could it be that they're not fresh? Are they trying to cover up some other flavor with the sweet and sour taste?"
The waiters 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 endlessly and about to start eating, Xie Lian couldn't bear it any longer. He tossed a small stone he had just picked up and knocked 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 beside him.
The tea was clearly not hot, but the waiter felt as if he had been doused in 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 cried out, "Ah!" The clerk's facial features had melted away, as if a cup of water had been poured on white paper, blurring the ink and spreading and sliding down his cheeks.
His facial features and smile were actually drawn 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! Stop it! That, that, that strange woman with a child you're looking for! That strange Taoist priest! He's upstairs! They're upstairs! Go find them! Let me go! I'm just a temporary worker!!!"
"Bah! Temporary worker, who are you trying to fool?"
"You 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 clashing of voices below. Xie Lian, seeing the mages crushing their victories, shook his head and decided to take advantage of the chaos to capture Lan Chang and Tai Ling. But before the door even opened, a scream echoed from the corridor. Lan Chang's terrified voice cried, "No... Please, I don't want to go! Please, just let us go! I'll kowtow to you!"
A young man's voice 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 flung open the door and asked, "Is it you?"
On the long corridor, a young man in black stood in front of Lan Chang, his face dark. As Xie Lian emerged, he looked up slightly, surprised, and said, "It's you?!"
Xie Lian stepped out 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 corner of her mouth twitching slightly, but she managed not to roll her eyes up. She asked, "Why are you here too?"
Xie Lian looked down at himself, quickly took off his women's clothing and threw it 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.
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