Luo Jie was taken aback when he heard Jun Lin's question.
Believe it or not, he really didn't have any money. After all, he was a demonic cultivator, and he usually didn't pay for his food.
But looking at these enthusiastic people in front of him, he felt that he would feel a little guilty if he didn't pay.
"Do you... have this?"
"No." Junlin shrugged.
Actually, he did have some; after all, his previous murders and robberies weren't for nothing, and the white-robed man had quite a few gold coins in his spatial ring.
But he didn't want to pay because these people were clearly forcing him to buy.
At this moment, the wine vendor spoke up, "It's free. You've come from afar, so it's only right that we treat you. Besides, it's all cheap stuff."
The old lady selling pastries nearby chimed in, "Yes, young master, you don't need to worry about money. This is our treat."
As he spoke, he took a pastry wrapped in oil paper from his stall and stuffed it into Junlin Shizu.
Junlin looked at the pastries in his hand, somewhat bewildered. It wasn't a forced sale after all?
Could it be that he's judging a gentleman by his own petty standards?
Upon hearing their words, Luo Jie beamed with joy, "Thank you so much! I'll drink this first as a sign of my respect!"
As he spoke, he downed a whole jar of strong liquor in one gulp.
Jun Lin stared blankly at him. Damn it, if someone had drugged this wine, this idiot probably wouldn't even know how he died.
However, he clearly underestimated Luo Jie's alcohol tolerance and wronged the vendor. Luo Jie was perfectly fine after finishing a jar of wine, and even wanted another jar.
"Brother, you can really hold your liquor! I'll drink with you!" Seeing this, the liquor vendor got excited and immediately grabbed a jar of liquor and started chugging it.
Junlin watched this scene, puzzled, and took a bite of the candied hawthorn.
Hmm... things given by little girls always taste sweet.
Of course, he didn't have any romantic feelings for the little girl; it was just that the candied hawthorn was really sweet.
However, he still couldn't quite understand why the people in Huai Village were so hospitable. Could it be that the folk customs of this world are really so simple and honest?
"System, do you know what's going on?"
How am I supposed to know if you don't even know?
"That's true, I'd rather rely on myself than on a good-for-nothing like you." Jun Lin nodded inwardly.
Think about it carefully.
Perhaps it's because I've never experienced such simple and warm folk customs before, so I'm not used to it for a while.
Moreover, he doesn't need to be careful at all, since these people can't do anything to him anyway.
Having figured things out, King Lin joined the battle.
To be honest, the food these people prepared was really good; the wine was strong, the meat was fragrant, and the pastries were sweet. Most importantly, it was free.
Junlin and Luo Jie ate their way through the entire street.
They only stopped eating when they were so full they couldn't eat anymore.
"Burp~ Damn, I've never eaten so well!" Luo Jie burped, feeling a little dizzy even though he could drink a lot.
Junlin was also a bit drunk. He shook his head, trying to sober up, but it was no use.
"It's getting late, why don't you two guests stay at my inn for the night?" An innkeeper approached.
"No problem! Thank you, boss." Luo Jie agreed without hesitation.
Junlin was somewhat helpless, but he did not refuse.
Fortunately, these people didn't have any bad intentions, otherwise Luo Jie would definitely be doomed in his current state.
Inside the inn, Junlin and Luo Jie each had their own room.
Junlin lay on the wooden bed, looking at the wooden ceiling, feeling only a sense of comfort.
This was such a great day!
The fatigue from traveling for the past few days disappeared immediately.
I drank a bit too much, and now I feel a little dizzy.
But it doesn't matter, he's invincible anyway.
You've had too much to drink.
"You're talking nonsense! How could I possibly be drunk? My alcohol tolerance is unmatched!"
【6】
"You have six hooks!"
Junlin drifted off to sleep.
Night falls.
But he felt increasingly heavy, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
I regained consciousness, but I couldn't open my eyes, and I even felt a sense of suffocation.
Sleep paralysis?
Jun Lin was startled. If it were before he transmigrated, he would have thought it was because he was too tired.
But this is a fantasy world where souls exist.
So... could this really be a ghost?
Is this their method of killing?
First, lower their guard, then get them drunk, and finally let them die in their sleep.
If that's the case, these people are actually quite nice.
They didn't dismember them or anything like that.
Just as Junlin was lost in thought, the pressure on him suddenly subsided, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared.
Junlin immediately sat up, opened his eyes, and looked around, only to find nothing there.
Wait a minute, that was sleep paralysis, so it should be...
Jun Lin raised his head.
A blood-soaked face was right in front of me.
Holy crap!
Jun Lin suddenly sat up in bed.
"Was it a dream?"
Junlin looked up again, but this time the ghost face did not appear.
"system?"
The system remained silent.
Junlin chuckled inwardly, "A dream within a dream, quite a fancy one!"
There's definitely something wrong with this village, but to be fair, the dream felt pretty real.
Junlin punched himself, blowing his own head off.
I woke up from the dream again.
Junlin called out to the system.
What are you doing?
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