"Brother, you keep saying that he is dark, but how dark is it?" The boy was completely interested at this time.

"It costs money to live in an inn, but have you ever heard of an inn where you have to pay as long as you enter?"

"Huh? I still have to pay the entrance fee to enter the door? I didn't pay the city fee when I came to God City!" The boy was directly speechless to the innkeeper's tricks.

"He came up like this, so he can't scare all the guests away?"

"Want to run? Impossible. As long as you enter the gate, you have to pay the entrance fee. If you don't pay... Have you seen the thin horse in the yard? You can definitely kick you half with a hoof. !"

"Could it be a spirit beast?"

Hearing the words, the young man looked into the yard carefully, and saw that under a big tree in the yard, a thin horse with a dim coat and a lazy look was lying on the ground with all fours full of limbs and asleep, no matter how mundane it looks There is no difference between the horses.

"Don't underestimate this thin horse. A great power from the second floor of Sendai was unwilling to pay the entrance fee of 100 Jin Yuan. He was kicked and broke his leg. It is said that he could not heal his injury for more than half a month. "

hiss!

The young man took a deep breath and kicked Xian Er Da Neng crippled with one hoof. The lazy looking thin horse might have the strength of the Xian San Dao King, and with such a powerful holy horse to visit his house. Nursing home, no wonder no one dared to smash this black shop.

"Not only do you need to pay for the entrance fee, but you also need to spend money on accommodation and meals. Three meals a day of white rice and a bowl of clear soup cost a hundred catties. You say, black is not black?"

The middle-aged wealthy man looked envious, "As long as you enter the door, you have to spend at least a hundred kilograms of money. This speed of making money is even red-eyed in the holy places."

"Brother, this is not right. It stands to reason that one or two people were deceived at the beginning. After the reputation spreads, no one will be deceived. But why are so many people deceived later?"

"It's not that thin horse is making trouble. Since knowing that the holy horse has great strength, many powerful people have flocked to him and wanted to abduct it. Some powerful people even lived in that inn for more than half a year. I spent tens of thousands of catties, and tried my best every day to get close to the holy horse, but it was a pity that I ended up with no success.

"What you said, I really want to go in and take a look at this black shop." Rubbing his chin, the young man said with a smile on his face in deep thought.

"I said, young man, don’t be stupid, as long as you go in, you have to take out a hundred jin source at least. You can't waste it so much. That sacred horse can't be abducted so much. It's an idea!" The rich man admonished with the appearance of someone coming.

"Brother don't worry, I still have one or two hundred catties. I don't dare to be interested in that horse. I mainly want to go in and see what kind of person is such a fresh and refined boss who can open a black shop!"

Watching the white-clothed young man walking towards the gate of the courtyard, the rich middle-aged man couldn't help but shook his head, "Another young man who wants to pursue adventures to the sky, how can so many strangers in the world give you adventures these days? !"

...

The courtyard is not big, that is, it looks like a few hundred square meters. This area is indeed inconspicuous in this God City.

Pushing open the shabby old door, the boy in white walked in, and the thin white horse lying lazily under the peach tree was greeted.

Hearing someone coming in, the thin horse opened his eyes and glanced at the door, then closed his eyes again and rolled over lazily, as if he was not awake.

In addition to the main house in the front of the courtyard, there are two wing rooms and one wood room. They are all cast from the most common bluestone. They look a bit old and look very shabby. They are not as clean and tidy as an inn should have. .

Entering the lobby of the main house, what you see is a table and chairs. It seems to be set up as a lobby, dedicated to entertaining guests for dinner and wine, but now it is deserted. There is nothing but the boy himself. Guests come in.

"Well, someone is coming, should you stay in the store or hit the tip?"

In the north of the lobby, there is a long table. A young man who is suspected of being a boss is lying on the table and sleeping in the morning. After hearing the footsteps of the young man, he raised his head sleepily and asked casually.

The white-clothed boy carefully looked at the newly awakened boss in front of him. He was dressed in a black robe and long black hair that was strangely windless, floating in the air, looking a little scary.

There is a trace of exhaustion on the handsome face, and he looks young. He looks like he is in his twenties, but it gives people a sense of vicissitudes of time. It seems that the person in front of him has experienced the baptism of long years. Weather-beaten feeling.

"Big brother, I'm here to eat, I don't know what special dishes you have here?" Young Lang felt the atmosphere around him a little depressed, swallowed and whispered.

"Eating..." The young boss in a black robe nodded, and then shouted to the door.

"Wan'er, the guests are here, come out to pick them up!"

"I'll go!" The boy staggered and almost fell to the ground, waving his hands and explaining, "Big brother, I'm just here for a meal. No special service is needed. You can't charge fees!"

"Hey, my little brother has a good sense of humor, but Wan'er is not a good performer and has no special services!"

I don’t know when, behind the boy, there appeared a girl in white clothes. The girl’s face was pure and lovely, filled with energetic smile, but in the voice of laughter, there was a gloomy expression that could not be concealed. The breath makes people feel cold from the bones.

The girl held two large bowls in her hands, a bowl of white rice, and a bowl of clear soup. After placing the rice and clear soup on the table, she smiled and walked to the stiff-faced teenager, spreading her hands.

"Brother, the entry fee is 100 jin, and the food is 100 jin. Chenghui is 200 jin, thank you!"

The boy nodded stiffly in his neck, and then took out two large source pieces from his cuffs and carefully placed them in the girl's palm.

The finger accidentally touched the girl's palm, and the boy's figure suddenly trembled, and a coldness from the depths of his soul spread from the fingers, causing the boy to almost fall to the ground.

"Hey, brother, your body is a little weak. Wan'er has a few big tonic pills here. They are cheaper and sold to you for a thousand jin. Do you want?"

The boy shook his head, sat on the seat without saying a word, picked up the chopsticks, and sipped the rice. As for his heart, there was already a stormy sea.

"Ghost, she is definitely a ghost, this is not a black shop at all, this Nima's is a real ghost shop!"

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