Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

But that arrogance was only momentary, and he felt a little depressed.

No matter how powerful the ancient god's inheritance is, in front of adults, it is just a matter of waving sleeves.

Until now, he still hasn't figured out what kind of Taoism the adults are practicing!

Chapter 612 Sir, this inn is not haunted, right?

Before arriving in Jiangcheng County, Song Xuan thought that the place was filled with demonic energy and evil spirits, and it was not suitable for ordinary people to survive.

But after arriving, I found that the environment here is not much different from other places. The hostility is indeed more serious than other places, but it is not impossible for ordinary people to survive.

The imagined situation of demons running around and ghosts running rampant did not occur.

Captain Zuo introduced, "There are many hidden demons and devils in Jiangcheng County, but they are all very skilled in disguise. They basically hide in their own territories to practice and rarely appear on weekdays. Although there are many strange and bizarre stories here, the people here may never see a ghost in their entire lives.

There are not many interactions between ordinary people and demons.

On the contrary, some unremarkable ghosts and evil spirits often appear. Our Imperial City Division’s centurions here are mainly responsible for dealing with these insignificant characters.”

Song Xuan nodded.

It seems that there is a reason why the senior officials at the Imperial City Headquarters tolerate the existence of monsters here.

As long as the noise isn't too loud and it's not excessive, I'll just pretend I didn't see it.

Jinshan City is a county town in Jiangcheng County. Song Qian put away the coffin outside the city, and then several people walked into the city.

"grown ups!"

Captain Zhang Long looked conflicted, "The captain said we shouldn't stop and should speed up and cross as soon as possible.

We've only walked less than a hundred miles in Jiangcheng County and we've already stopped. Isn't it a bit too early?"

"Morning?"

Song Xuan looked at him with a smile, "We are cultivators, so we don't feel tired or hungry. But our champion scholar is different. He has a mortal body. If he starves, will you take the blame if the higher-ups come to punish him?"

Zhang Long chuckled awkwardly, took a step back, and didn't dare to say anything.

Ning Caichen, on the other hand, whispered, "Actually, I'm not that hungry either."

Song Xuan turned and looked at him, "No, you are hungry!"

Ning Caichen stopped talking. From the very beginning, he felt that there was something strange about this group of people, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

The situation is unclear now, so it’s better for him to say less.

"We've come such a long way, let's find an inn to eat first, then rest for a night. It won't be too late to continue our journey tomorrow!"

Song Xuan made the decision without question, walked around the streets, and finally chose an inn without even a sign in a remote corner of the street where there were almost no people.

This inn is a four-story building with an exquisite design and an inconspicuous appearance. However, when you get closer, you will find that the whole inn looks very dilapidated and full of traces of time.

"That's it!"

Song Xuan pointed at the inn and said to Ning Caichen and the servant, "Go in and have your meal. Once you're full, get a room and have some sleep. We'll pick you up tomorrow morning!"

Ning Caichen looked at the dusty and somewhat eerie inn and swallowed subconsciously.

"Sir, are you sure you want us to go eat?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Go ahead, don't worry, apart from the simple conditions, there is no need to worry about safety!"

Ning Caichen stopped talking nonsense and walked in, pulling the still frightened servant boy.

As soon as he approached, the door opened automatically. In the gloomy inn hall, a hunchbacked old man holding an oil lamp came up to him.

"Sir, would you like to stay at the hotel or have a quick meal?"

...

Outside the inn, Victoria Song held her hands on her chest and asked in confusion: "Brother, why did you ask them to go to such a haunted building?

They're just a few little devils, they can be easily crushed to death, there's no need to make a special trip for them!"

Song Xuan played with the identity compass in his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, wait a moment. I want to see if I can get a mission from Ning Caichen."

Yao Yue said softly, "My husband, do you think that this person is of a special status? He's probably registered with the Fortune Compass. If he were to encounter danger, it might trigger the Fortune Compass's mission release mechanism?"

Song Xuan nodded and sent a message to Song Qian and Yao Yue, "The Heaven has its own Heavenly Dao. The Qiyun Compass, the national treasure, is equivalent to the Small Heavenly Dao within the Song Dynasty. The entire territory of the dynasty may be under its supervision and calculation.

It's rare to find a suitable bait like Ning Caichen, so I'd better use him. I need to collect more information to figure out the operating mechanism of the Qiyun Compass."

Victoria Song said "Oh".

Sure enough, no tool can escape the fate of being exploited by the boss.

Not only did the brother use the other party to gain merit points, but he also used it to calculate the operating mechanism of the fortune compass. He really squeezed Ning Caichen's personal value to the extreme.

...

In this nameless inn, Ning Caichen and his servant booked a room after dinner and prepared to rest.

The full moon is shining brightly tonight, but for some reason, when Ning Caichen looked out the window, he always felt that Jinshan City at night was shrouded in a layer of gray fog. There was no one to be seen on the streets, which was completely different from the hustle and bustle of the day.

Jinshan City during the day and Jinshan City at night seem to belong to two completely different worlds.

Ning Caichen looked away and looked around the room.

The room was not as shabby as the outside of the inn. Instead, it was spotless. The bed and desk were all clean and tidy, as if someone cleaned it every day.

But the more this happened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Because since he entered the inn, he had not seen any other staff in the store except the hunchbacked old shopkeeper.

Where did the manpower come from to clean the room so cleanly?

The servant boy was not as calm as Ning Caichen. He touched here and there in the room, but no matter where he touched, it felt eerie and cold. It was not just the coldness of the weather, but the coldness seemed to penetrate into people's bones.

Finally, he couldn't help it and approached Ning Caichen and whispered, "Sir, what does Captain Song mean by this? Why do I feel like he's deliberately letting us stay here so he can laugh at us?

I heard that those people in the Imperial City Bureau looked down on scholars, but now it seems that it is not just a rumor.

This place is spooky and might be haunted. Is he trying to harm us?"

Ning Caichen's face showed no sign of anger, and he spoke calmly, "Now that we are here, we should just make the best of it. There's no need to overthink it.

Given their abilities, if they really wanted to harm us, they wouldn't have to go through so much trouble."

"That's true!"

The servant muttered something, patted his head while lying on the bed, closed his eyes and said lazily: "Although this place is a bit gloomy, it is very clean and there is no dust at all.

Sir, do you think there are ghosts here cleaning every day?

After saying this, he subconsciously slapped his mouth, "Pooh, pooh, pooh, I'm just talking nonsense, sir, don't be angry!"

But he waited for a moment and did not hear the young master's response. The room was quiet, as silent as death.

"Son!"

The boy felt a little scared and opened his eyes subconsciously.

What he saw was a small figure, seemingly unreal, with its body curled up, head buried in its knees, floating in the air, its gray-white eyes staring at him without blinking!

Chapter 613 Victoria Song: I’m talking to you reasonably, and you’re fighting with me?

When the servant boy opened his eyes, the little shadow showed his white teeth and let out a creepy giggle.

"Brother, you're so smart. You guessed right away that this is the room I clean every day!"

The boy's pupils widened and his breathing suddenly stopped. After a brief silence, he suddenly let out a shrill scream.

"Ghost!"

...

On the other side, Ning Caichen looked at the servant lying on the bed, but when he turned around, he couldn't see the other person.

The entire room was plunged into darkness, with only a white shadow that seemed to have struggled out of hell, twisting its body on the ground and approaching him little by little.

Ning Caichen could feel his heart beating faster, but he did not shout or run around. Instead, he stood there calmly, looking at the other person quietly.

The twisted white body finally stopped twisting, as if it had broken free from some shackles, and slowly stood up from the ground.

“The taste of the food!”

The white figure let out a crazy and shrill laugh, which made Ning Caichen frown.

"Girl, what difficulties have you encountered?"

The white figure suddenly stopped talking, and its long hair obscured its face, making it impossible to see its specific appearance. One could only vaguely smell the rotten smell of blood from it.

"girl....."

Ning Caichen was about to ask again, but he saw the white shadow raise his long hair, and his black hair shook wildly like tentacles, and then an extremely resentful voice sounded from the other party's mouth.

"Men, all deserve to die!"

Ning Caichen frowned, "Did the young lady suffer from a broken heart, or was she harmed by a treacherous person?

If you have any grievances, please tell me. When I become an official in the future, I will definitely find a way to redress your grievances!"

The long-haired woman paused, but the next moment, an even more shrill and violent voice came out of her mouth.

"Men, all deserve to die!"

boom!

The long black hair filled Ning Caichen's entire vision. Those terrifying hairs that looked like tentacles suddenly swept in front of him.

But the next moment,

"hiss!"

The woman let out a scream of pain, her long hair blew back, and the boundless darkness dissipated.

The light was restored, Ning Caichen rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and then he saw Song Xuan and others standing beside him.

"Master Song!"

After seeing who was coming, Ning Caichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the white figure not far away opposite with lingering fear.

"My Lord, what is this?"

Song Xuan patted his shoulder comfortingly, "Don't be nervous, she's a ghost!"

"Oh, it's a ghost..."

Ning Caichen smiled and nodded subconsciously, but then the smile on his face froze.

"Sir, is this ghost powerful?"

Song Xuan said casually: "It's okay. Before being sealed, the strength was OK, but now, it is in a weak stage and not so good."

As he spoke, Song Xuan took a look at the task displayed on the identity compass.

Acceptable tasks: Clear out the ghosts in Wanzhen Building. The reward for completing the task is 200 merit points.

His calculation was correct. Using Ning Caichen as a prey in this inn where ghosts were sealed off really triggered the mission.

Song Qian curiously walked up to the female ghost, looked her around, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "I am now in court to judge the case. Female ghost, do you have any grievances?"

The female ghost first retreated a little in fear, then faced Song Qian's encouraging gaze and made a faint sound.

"Hehehe, men, all deserve to die!"

Song Qian's face immediately turned cold. Damn, she met a female boxer who repeats herself!

It seems that he has been sealed for so long that his mind is in a state of confusion, and only this little obsession is left to support him.

Thinking this in her heart, Song Erni pointed at Song Xuan and said soothingly: "Look at him, such a handsome man, does he deserve to die?"

The ghost girl paused, "Men are all... such handsome men..."

But the next moment, her voice became hysterical, and the black nails on her hands grew wildly, emitting a dark cold light like a dagger, and she reached out to grab Song Xuan's head.

"Damn it, damn it! All handsome men deserve to die!"

The interest in going to court to judge the case on Song Qian's face suddenly disappeared, and she slashed out with a sword.

The sword energy seemed calm, but Gu Daoyi and others who had been watching the show suddenly changed their expressions and became extremely fearful.

What kind of sword energy is that?