"The place of evil!"
Song Yin snorted coldly and waved his hand towards the withered bones, and the land surged up. A small hill suddenly appeared in this dry land, adding a tomb to it.
After doing this, Song Yin rushed forward, speeding up significantly.
Not long after walking, they saw a building on this dry land.
It was a simple red brick building, but it was indeed well-dressed. It looked clean in this sandy and arid land. There was a flag outside the inn with the word "shop" on it.
It was dusk at this time, and the setting sun was scattered, adding a strange blood color to the red bricks and flags.
Seeing this, Song Yin moved his fingers, but after thinking about it, he leaned in first.
The inside of the inn is not so bright, it looks dim. There are a few low stools and coffee tables inside, mats and futons are spread out randomly, and there are some incense burners on the table. The smoke slowly rises from them and fills the inn. .
As soon as he entered, Song Yin frowned when he came into contact with the smoke.
"Hey, some guests!"
As soon as the waiter who was dozing at the front desk saw the visitor, he hurried over and said with a flattering smile: "It's a long journey, you're tired, come here to rest, we have good wine and good meat here."
Song Yin glanced at him and frowned, but didn't say anything. Following his guidance, he found a place to sit down.
His eyes flashed, and he said: "I'm here for the first time. I'm just here to ask for some food. Just something ordinary mortals eat."
"Hey, Sir, how do you eat that thing?" The waiter smiled softly: "It's not for people to eat, you are joking."
"Why, aren't mortals human?" Song Yin asked.
"Your Majesty, sir." The waiter suddenly didn't know what to say.
At this moment, a sweet smile sounded from the side: "Guest, you are looking down on me. Although my inn is a small inn, it is a bit shabby, but it is absolutely no problem to entertain people."
I saw a slim woman walking out of the back room. This woman was holding a fan and wearing a light gauze skirt. She walked with a twist, which seemed to have some charm.
At least Zhang Feixuan's eyes lit up.
"Of course the food of mortals cannot be put on the table, so it is not food."
The woman came closer with a smile, and the fan was swaying in her hand, making the ravine on her chest disappear and appear, which looked a bit tempting.
"Our main specialty is soul wine and Dasan Sheng. Sir, what would you like?" the woman said with a smile.
"Oh? Why can you tell that we are not mortals?" Song Yin asked.
"The guest officer is joking, if our dining hall doesn't even have this ability, wouldn't it be a disservice to the guests? Waiter, go get some good tea."
The woman waved her jade hand, and the waiter retreated. Then the woman looked at these people, and then looked at Song Yin a few more times, and said, "Your guest is very heroic. Is he from outside?"
"How to see it." Song Yin said.
"With my eyes, I can still tell when I look at people." The woman didn't answer, just said with a smile.
There is no need to answer this. Anyone who can open an inn or restaurant in the Central Plains has no other family except a restaurant. Vendors in restaurants, teahouses, breakfast stalls, large and small, selling cooking cakes, as long as they serve people, they are all from the restaurant.
Except for outsiders, no one else can ask such a simple question.
Besides, in her inn, even if the naked eye cannot recognize the true God, isn't there still smoke?
If a mortal smoked this thing, they would be in a state of ecstasy. Only those with magical powers would not have any reaction to the smoke. To them, this is just an ordinary incense burner, which is found in every household and tastes good. Just smell some.
"Who are you?" Song Yin looked at this woman. This woman was different from the waiter. At first glance, the waiter could tell that she was only at the Qi Refining level, but this woman was a Foundation Builder.
Build a foundation.
Song Yin's eyes can see the realm, not only that, but also the aura formed by his method.
But there was a difference. The waiter was full of resentment, but this woman couldn't sense anything.
Just looking at it, I saw that this woman didn't have any resentment.
However, the Central Plains is a place of evil ways, and there is no resentment, which does not mean that this person is on the right way.
Just because this is the Central Plains, not a place where evil is rampant like the outside world, the people here are more clever.
For example, if you look at the grievances of a person who practices Taoism, you can't see anything, but he doesn't do evil? No, he is more evil than anyone else.
This person is also the same.
Somehow, Song Yin still felt something
This woman's whole body was full of sin, especially in her belly. Although there was no wail from the soul or any resentment, Song Yin could tell that the evil spirit in that place was deeper than any resentment.
"My name is Yao Sanniang. I am the manager of this inn. I have learned how to make a restaurant." Yao Sanniang chuckled and said, "Want something to eat, sir."
He is indeed a foodie.
"Here comes the tea!"
At this time, the waiter came over with a plate and served a cup of tea. The tea was clear and the smoke was very fragrant. The tea leaves were green and there was no turbidity after being soaked in tea.
Song Yin glanced at it, but didn't move.
He didn't move, and the others didn't even dare to move.
Gong Mingle was about to reach out, but when he saw the movements of several people, he stopped moving.
The tea in the Central Plains is not that delicious.
"Sir, this is the best tea I have here."
Seeing that Song Yin was motionless, Yao Sanniang said: "This is a thousand miles away, and this is my inn. There is no place to go further. If you want to rest, this is my inn. My inn is also specially designed to receive guests from outside." Where do you guys come from? Yan land? Ji land? Or Yue land? I think you all have your own temperament, I'm afraid you are from Yue land."
"Why are you so sure?" Zhang Feixuan couldn't help but ask.
"The barbarians in Ji are all barbaric, and you have the wrong temperament. Those rice farmers in Yan are fooling around in the woods all day long, and they don't have the temperament of you, the guest officer." Yao Sanniang said with a smile: "The only way is to cross the ground. Although he is a tree planter, his education is still good.”
"oh?"
Zhang Feixuan rolled his eyes and asked: "How can this tea be so good?"
"Sir, my tea comes from the hinterland of the Central Plains. It's not easy to get. The same goes for this water. We are the only ones with water within these thousands of miles. It's all good water. It took a lot of effort to get it." , That well is not easy to drill." Yao Sanniang said with a smile.
"What is soul wine and what is the third animal?" Song Yin suddenly asked.
"Soul wine is soul wine. The wine is made by the souls of mortals. As for the three animals, it is naturally the three animals of cattle, sheep, and pigs. The meat also tastes very good. Don't dislike it. When we make it, it will be absolutely delicious."
Yao Sanniang said: "There are no other words. There haven't been many fruits and vegetables coming in recently. Only meat can be eaten."
(End of chapter)
