Entering the game
Wen Liang coughed, making a sound.
The surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"May I ask, shall we depart now?" Wen Liang inquired, but in a declarative sentence.
He spoke up for two reasons: first, to act as Li Er's guide and help them out of a predicament; and second, to explain the relationship between the village and the old inn.
When he stepped forward, no one interrupted, and naturally, no one disagreed. The gentle lion revealed its docile claws, but had no intention of harming anyone.
Those of you sitting here, who have no destination in mind but have companions to accompany you, are considering adding an extra leg of the journey to your itinerary and can learn about the situation beforehand.
Wen Liang glanced around and, seeing that everyone had expressed their opinions, gladly stood up. His deep voice rang out in the air, "Follow me."
Li Er is a veteran member with many connections, but not as shrewd as Wen Liang. Even if the other party is a casual user, they are still a regular customer of the inn, and part-time manager.
They each regrouped, and although it would be difficult to assemble a group of disciples from the three major sects of Luoshu, Chaomu, and Anhe normally, they created a contrasting scene here.
As the saying goes, "It's about the kind, not the quantity."
On the road, there were the rustling sounds of people walking, and endless darkness all around.
These are probably some secluded paths, but they were built inside the old inn and categorized as ordinary secret passages.
"Would an ordinary inn build a secret passage?" Of course not.
Chi Wangyue knew in her heart that "there must be a story here, but I haven't gotten to the bottom of it yet."
Wen Liang rarely spoke, but the absolute silence of the road made him forget to speak. Li Er was completely absorbed in what was about to happen. Of the two in the center, one had forgotten to speak, and the other was lost in thought; those following behind remained completely silent.
They walked toward the abyss, and the abyss went in their opposite direction.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, there was light ahead. However, at the edge of the light, there was only desolation and bleakness, a village formed by emptiness, with houses built haphazardly, still showing signs of their long history.
When they came in, they saw a completely different scene.
Wen Liang suddenly realized what he should say, and said with a heavier tone and a hint of weariness, "This village is called Peach Blossom Spring. Due to certain reasons, it has temporarily become like this. The old inn should be the place where the most living people gather here, but generally, those who come here are not good people."
"The village you see is fake. To be precise, it's a magic trick. It blurs the lines between reality and illusion, creating just a shell."
Li Er knew about it beforehand, so he wasn't too shocked. Compared to the fear he felt when the three-person group broke in earlier, his behavior was quite different, as if the past had given him some maturity, making his previous reaction seem particularly exaggerated.
It's time to turn the page, and the dream should end. Wen Liang succinctly explained the original intention behind the establishment of the old inn: "An inn is a place to keep guests and provide temporary shelter, while the old inn is a special place specifically built to protect Zhonghua Mountain. Its role is to connect the past and the future. Oh, it has a stronger meaning of protection than the previous 'inn'."
Wen Liang explained the significance of the old inn. He then brought along the inn's owner, and in front of everyone, he found an outlet for his frustrations, accusing Du Ye with a hint of resentment.
Although Du Ye often slacked off and always urged Wen Liang to work, using Wen Liang to advertise for Xuanmang's business, they had a good relationship as friends, not just as superiors and subordinates.
Sometimes, Du Ye would inadvertently disturb Wen Liang's sleep, only to be met with a single word, "Get out!", filled with resentment and anger.
Although their boss, Du Ye, went out to play, he might have planned not to come back, but still passed the responsibility to him before leaving.
He said, "I'm so unlucky." But the other party immediately retorted.
"Aren't you a hands-off manager too?" Du Ye retorted.
Wen Liang held his face and said seriously, "This is different."
Du Ye retorted, "In my eyes, they're all the same. Besides, I'm the boss."
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"what ever."
After Du Ye left, Wen Liang swiftly and opportunely chose to slack off. Li Er, an honest and unassuming employee, was the person he later selected. Wen Liang found Li Er invaluable in his otherwise unpleasant job.
At first, he even took Li Er with him to look after the old inn for several years.
But with few people around, he would sometimes sneak out to relax more often than he would during regular business hours. From then on, Li Er was basically the only one responsible for recruiting and developing businesses.
When he was on the run, he would leave an address for Li Er to prevent him from missing important things or being bullied because he was too noisy.
Wen Liang rarely made accusations, but his resentment was heavy. His moods came and went like the wind, but his memories, once ignited, were reborn with unstoppable force. He only grumbled about certain irresponsible people; otherwise, he was at ease. Especially his caring and considerate Li Er.
Yi Yannian was very interested in Du Ye. After all, he was the first founder of the "Old Inn" and the owner of the Old Inn. From his description, he seemed like a very interesting person. He would like to get to know him better if he had the chance.
Meng Qu glanced at Yi Yannian's expression, then looked straight ahead and asked, "What is the origin of this combination of reality and illusion?"
"It's a secret." Wen Liang's words were rather irritating, but he felt he was right.
His cultivation path was quite complex, and he inadvertently strayed into the demonic path, from which there was no return. His power level has also changed significantly compared to before. Other aspects are unknown, but his temperament remains the same as before.
The old inn has a deep secret. It lies hidden on Zhonghua Mountain, guarding secrets and gathering forces in between. The secrets of the past can only be known in the past.
Does a paradise exist?
"If you believe, it exists; there is no need to doubt."
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However, their purpose was to uncover the story and to understand and change the original tragic ending.
Peach Blossom Spring is one, and so is Flower Planting Mountain; everything will be revealed from the clouds and mist.
However, that's not possible at the moment.
Wen Liang is meticulous and discreet, keeping important matters to himself and being far more tight-lipped than most. Of course, it could also be that he simply doesn't want to talk about it or something else entirely.
From a macro perspective, the old inn is like the core track connecting the events.
From a micro perspective, it's nothing more than that, nothing more.
Before they had a complete understanding of the situation, a fortune teller in a blue robe appeared before them with two children. They were from outside, but they were approaching them with a specific purpose.
"Originally, we planned to go to that direction to look, but when we turned around, we found that the fortune teller had gone to the other side!!!" Tong Shi and Tong Hua muttered to each other about the very standard-looking girl in front of them, their fortune teller.
Ke's trip, which originally had a specific destination, took a long time on the road, but due to unforeseen changes, many additional factors were added.
Ke Zhixing's mysterious robe was very luxurious, with star and moon embroidery stitched on it, and it was passed down from the previous generation.
She didn't need much else; she simply chose it at first glance from among the inherited clothes.
Rumor has it that the folk fortune teller is a cold and ruthless machine, but she is actually a cold-blooded and heartless girl, though her voice is very delicate, unlike what they say.
Every aspect proves that "seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving."
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