I walk sideways in the game world

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a golden glow over the small town, gilding the quaint buildings. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin, leading their horses, entered an inn called "Yue Lai." As soon as they crossed the threshold, a bustling noise greeted them, a stark contrast to the tranquility of the mountains and forests they had passed along.

In the center of the lobby, a crowd gathered, talking and panicking. Several waiters frantically maintained order on the periphery, but to no avail. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of doubt in the other's eyes.

"Sir, would you like to stop by for a meal or stay the night?" The shop owner poked his head out from behind the counter with a professional smile on his face, but the anxiety that could not be concealed between his brows betrayed his current mood.

"Stay in the hotel, two upper rooms." Ren Xiaoyao said as he glanced at the situation in the lobby calmly.

"Okay, two rooms upstairs..." The shop owner's voice suddenly stopped. He seemed to have suddenly realized something. He took two steps at a time and walked up to Ren Xiaoyao. He lowered his voice and said, "Young man, you don't know, our shop... our shop has an accident!"

"Oh?" Ren Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and motioned the shop owner to continue.

"Just an hour ago, Mr. Zhang, who was staying at our hotel... was found dead in his room!" The innkeeper's face was pale, his voice trembling. "The authorities have already come, but they can't find out what happened. If... if this gets out, who would dare to stay at our hotel anymore?"

As he spoke, the shop owner grabbed Ren Xiaoyao's arm tightly as if he had grasped a lifeline. "Young man, you are obviously a chivalrous man. I beg you to help me find out the truth about this murder! I am willing to pay you one hundred taels of silver as a reward!"

Ren Xiaoyao calmly withdrew his hand, his eyes scanning the lobby before finally landing on the closed door in the middle of the crowd. "Take me there."

Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin followed the innkeeper through the bustling lobby and arrived at a guest room on the second floor. The door was open, and two officers were standing at the doorway, talking in low voices. Upon seeing the innkeeper and Ren Xiaoyao, one of the officers came forward to greet them.

"Boss, we finally found you. This case..." The officer was interrupted by the shop owner before he could finish his words.

"This young man is here to help investigate the case!" The shop owner seemed to have seen a savior and quickly pushed Ren Xiaoyao in front of the officer.

The two officers looked Ren Xiaoyao up and down with suspicion in their eyes.

"My two sirs, my friend has some experience in this kind of thing and may be able to help." Seeing this, Xia Lin stepped forward and explained.

One of the officers hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside and said, "You may go in and take a look, but don't touch anything inside."

Inside the room, a middle-aged man lay slumped over a table, already dead. Ren Xiaoyao looked around. The room was small, simply furnished, and no one else was there except the deceased. He walked over to the table and carefully observed the deceased's condition. The deceased was dressed in fine clothes and wore a priceless jade ring on his hand. Clearly, he was no ordinary person.

"The deceased was killed by a single knife wound on the back of the heart. The technique was clean and neat." Ren Xiaoyao said, pointing to a knife wound on the back of the deceased.

"From the scene, there were no signs of a fight. The murderer was most likely acquainted with the deceased and attacked him when the deceased was completely defenseless," added Charlene.

Ren Xiaoyao nodded, his eyes falling on a teacup on the table. There was still half a cup of tea left in the cup, but the tea had already gone cold, and a few melon seed shells were scattered next to the cup.

"The tea is poisonous!" Ren Xiaoyao's face changed. He picked up the teacup and sniffed it, smelling a faint scent of bitter almonds.

Just then, a strange noise suddenly came from outside the window. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin exchanged a glance, then rushed to the window simultaneously. A dark shadow flashed by and disappeared into the night.

"Chase!" Ren Xiaoyao jumped out of the window without hesitation, and Xia Lin followed closely behind.

The two chased after the shadow, but they could never catch up with it. Just when they were about to lose sight of it, the shadow suddenly turned into a narrow alley.

Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin exchanged a glance, then lightened their steps and slowly approached the alleyway. The alleyway was pitch black, pitch dark. Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and a sharp sword pierced Ren Xiaoyao's face.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged sideways, grabbed the sword with his backhand, twisted it hard, and with a "click" sound, the sword broke.

"Who are you, sneaking around?" Ren Xiaoyao shouted sternly.

A cold voice came from the darkness: "If you want to know who I am, go to hell and ask the King of Hell!"

As soon as the words fell, several dark shadows rushed in from all directions, surrounding Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin...

"It seems that each case is much more complicated than we imagined..." Xia Lin whispered, her tone revealing a hint of solemnity. Her gaze remained fixed on the well in the backyard of the inn. There seemed to be some secret hidden there...

Xia Lin's gaze remained fixed on the well in the inn's backyard. She felt a strange aura emanating from it. While Ren Xiaoyao was dealing with the men in black, she quietly left the room and went to the backyard. The wellhead was covered by a bluestone slab the size of a millstone. Xia Lin struggled to push it open, and a foul odor filled her face.

"There's something strange indeed!" Xia Lin covered her mouth and nose. In the moonlight, she saw some strange symbols engraved on the wall of the well. These symbols seemed familiar to her.

"This is... the secret symbol of the Qinglong Society!" A flash of inspiration came to Xia Lin's mind, and she finally remembered that she had seen these symbols in the secret files of the martial arts world. They were the logo of a mysterious organization in the martial arts world - the Qinglong Society!

The Qinglong Society is ruthless and believes in "killing to stop killing". They once caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world, but then disappeared for many years. I didn't expect them to appear here.

Xia Lin had a plan in mind. She returned to the room and saw that Ren Xiaoyao had been forced into a corner by several men in black. The situation was very critical.

"Xiaoyao, be careful!" Xia Lin warned loudly, "They are assassins from the Qinglong Society. Their target is not you, but the innkeeper!"

Ren Xiaoyao was shocked when he heard this. He finally realized that he and Xia Lin had simply been caught up in a feud. While fending off the attacks of the men in black, he asked, "Do you know why they wanted to kill the boss?"

"I'm still unclear on the specific reasons," Xia Lin calmly analyzed as she observed the battle. "But based on the information I have, the Azure Dragon Society always seeks revenge and likes to root out the enemy completely. I suspect the innkeeper may have had a feud with the Azure Dragon Society before, so they're..."

Before Charlene could finish her words, she heard a scream from the innkeeper. It turned out that a man in black took advantage of the chaos, sneaked into the innkeeper's room, and stabbed him in the heart with a knife.

"Boss!" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot. He roared, and the sword in his hand turned into a flash of lightning, instantly knocking down the man in black in front of him.

Having lost their target, the men in black knew that their mission had failed, so they stopped fighting and used their lightness skills to disappear into the night.

Ren Xiaoyao did not chase after him. He rushed into the room and helped the dying innkeeper up.

"Who... who wants to kill me..." The innkeeper uttered a few words with difficulty, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

"Boss, don't talk, I'll go find a doctor right away!" Ren Xiaoyao said anxiously.

"It's useless..." The innkeeper grabbed Ren Xiaoyao's hand and said with his last bit of strength, "I... I know I can't survive... Can you... Can you promise me... one thing..."

"You tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely agree to you!" Ren Xiaoyao said with red eyes.

"Help me... help me take good care of... my daughter..." After the innkeeper said this, his head tilted and he died.

Ren Xiaoyao was heartbroken. He held the innkeeper's hand tightly and was speechless for a long time.

Xia Lin walked forward, gently patted Ren Xiaoyao's shoulder, and comforted him, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, gently placed the innkeeper's body on the ground, then stood up and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you!"

Xia Lin looked at Ren Xiaoyao with a hint of admiration in her eyes. She knew that although Ren Xiaoyao was usually cynical, he was a chivalrous man who valued friendship and loyalty at heart.

"Let's go," Charlene said. "Let's take care of the boss's affairs first. We can talk about other things later."

Ren Xiaoyao nodded and walked out of the room with Xia Lin. Outside the inn, the night was dark, the moon and stars were sparse, and only gusts of cool breeze blew, bringing waves of sadness.

"Two young men..." At this time, a timid voice came from behind.

Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin turned around and saw a ragged little girl standing behind them. The little girl was about seven or eight years old, and her big eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

"You are..." Ren Xiaoyao asked.

"I... I'm the boss's daughter..." the little girl whispered.

Charlene looked at the little girl, her eyes full of pity. She walked forward, took the little girl's hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, just follow us from now on."

The little girl looked up at Xia Lin, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin took care of the innkeeper's funeral and settled the little girl in the inn. The little girl, named Aling, was well-behaved and sensible, which made Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin feel even more compassionate towards her.

"Brother Xiaoyao, Sister Xialin, thank you." A Ling's eyes were red as she bowed deeply to the two of them. "Before Dad left, he asked me to thank you very much and said you were good people."

"It's okay, Aling, you can treat this place as your home from now on, and we will take care of you." Ren Xiaoyao touched Aling's head with a gentle tone.

The innkeeper was a generous man and was well-loved by the locals. His sudden passing left many people deeply saddened. A few days later, the inn reopened, and with the help of Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin, Aling began to learn how to manage the inn's business.

One evening, a mysterious guest arrived at the inn. Dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat that obscured his features, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes visible. He walked with a steady gait, exuding a chilling aura that kept strangers away. The moment he entered the inn, he immediately caught everyone's attention.

The guest in black walked straight to the counter, threw a piece of silver on the table, and said in a deep voice: "One of the best rooms, the best wine and food."

Ah Ling was frightened by the black-clad guest's aura and timidly arranged a room for him. After the black-clad guest had dinner, he stayed in the room and did not come out.

Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin were quick to sense that this guest in black was no ordinary person, and that he seemed to be hiding many secrets. Driven by curiosity, Ren Xiaoyao decided to meet this mysterious guest.

"Brother, my name is Ren Xiaoyao. May I know your name?" Ren Xiaoyao knocked on the door of the black-clad guest and asked with a bow.

The black-clad guest looked Ren Xiaoyao up and down and said in a cold tone, "What can I do for you, sir?"

"I have no ill intentions," Ren Xiaoyao smiled faintly, "but seeing that you are of extraordinary bearing, I think you must be a man of the martial arts world, so I want to make friends with you."

The black-clad guest was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then slowly said: "The world is dangerous, it's better not to ask too much."

"Brother, you are wrong," Ren Xiaoyao said unconcernedly. "I have always been a warrior, always helping those in need when I see them. If you are in any trouble, please tell me. Perhaps I can help."

The black-clad guest sneered, "You? A brat, how can you help me?"

"Brother, you are wrong," Ren Xiaoyao said without getting angry. "Although I am young, I have a certain reputation. The murder that happened in the inn a few days ago was solved by me and my friends."

When the black-clad guest heard the words "inn murder," a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked Ren Xiaoyao up and down again and asked, "What... do you know?"

"I only know a little bit about it," Ren Xiaoyao deliberately kept the secret, "I heard that this matter is related to a mysterious organization in the martial arts world..."

When the black-clad guest heard this, he suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with brilliance: "What do you know? Tell me!"

"This organization..." Ren Xiaoyao paused deliberately, looking at the anxious expression of the black-clad guest, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's called..."