"right."

The old man said a word, then turned his head and said to the store: "Can you not press it?"

The shopkeeper looked serious: "This is a rule, but it can't be changed."

Upon hearing this, the old man calmly put the paper back in front of the shopkeeper's desk, "Sorry, we don't plan to live anymore."

As soon as he said this, the store’s complexion changed quickly, and the smile on his face disappeared, but his eyes still had only two thin black lines. He said: "Two guest officers, pressing their fingerprints is just a very simple action. Isn't it embarrassing?"

"We are not because of fingerprints."

The old man looked straight at his face and said lightly: "I just don't want to live anymore."

The shopkeeper's eyes were narrowed in two straight to the old man. The old man looked back at him and said indifferently, "Shopkeeper, maybe we don't want to live in the store, right?"

The store did not speak.

"Boom boom boom~"

At this time, the little Er came out of the kitchen-like place holding a teapot, and said loudly: "Tea is here~"

As soon as he left his words, the store's face glanced at him. He didn't know what he was feeling. He stopped suddenly when he ran, and then stood there alive with a teapot.

Turning his head to look at Xiang Duanmuya and the old man, "Did you two think we were not entertained well?"

Duanmu Yawang and the old man were about to talk when there was a sound of mighty footsteps outside the door. Just listening to the footsteps knew that there were many people coming in. As the footsteps sounded, a voice rang behind them: "Boss, is there still room?"

"Some and some!"

As soon as the store saw someone coming, the face that had been stiffened instantly squinted with a smile. The eyes were originally two lines, and the two lines were now thinner.

As he answered, he greeted him with a cheerful voice: "How many guest officers are there in total? How many rooms do you want?"

Xiao Er, who was standing on one side, also hurriedly put the brewed tea on the table on the side, and greeted warmly: "Guest officials, the journey has been hard. Sit down and have a cup of tea first?"

Duanmu Yawang and the old man looked back at each other, and then looked back, they suddenly found that the number of each other was really large, at least a dozen people, all with purple eyes and brocade, full of spirits.

These are some young people.

And the cultivation base is very good.

However, it is estimated that they are too young and energetic, so the eyes are full of arrogance and willfulness. If it sounds good, it means that the rising calves are not afraid of tigers. To put it in ugly terms, they are... the eyes grow on the top of the head.

Many things in this world are missed because of their excessive arrogance and disdain.

To Xiao Er’s enthusiastic greeting, those people happily said'OK', then sat down swaggeringly, and then looked at the surrounding environment and said: "Treasurer, your shop is really not very good, if it's not the inn outside. It’s full, we won’t come to live with you."

"Yes Yes Yes."

With a smile on the face of the store, he bowed back and responded, "Guest officials appreciate your face."

Duanmu Ya looked at a few people for the last time, then said to the old man: "Shall we go?"

"good."

The old man had no objections, and the two turned around and left together.

The shopkeeper noticed it and glanced at them. The young people who looked at the author didn't stop him.

Young people are more interested in unfamiliar and new things. Hearing the sound of walking, they cast two glances at them, looked at their backs and asked the shopkeeper: "Guests in your inn?"

At this time, Duanmu Yawang had already gone out to the door. Although it was not far away, for some reason, he could not hear the answer from the shopkeeper. Duanmuya frowned and looked back, only to find that she could no longer hear any sounds in the inn.

At this look, only the shopkeeper and the young people were laughing together.

Outside the door, there was a flash of inspiration.

Obviously, from the moment they came out, a barrier was erected at this door.

Isn't this shop only a shopkeeper and a small second, they are all chatting with these young people, then who built this barrier?

Also, when the barrier was built, they didn't feel anything when they just came out...

"This shop... is weird?" Duanmu Yawang frowned and couldn't help but said to the old man: "What do you think of Grandpa?"

"Um."

The old man didn't comment too much, and he didn't look back, and looked to the other side, "Let's continue to find the store, don't come to these places, let's go out and look for it in the busy street."

"We have searched it all."

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyebrows, "Isn't it full?"

"Then keep asking, until there is one."

The old man commented. After speaking, he looked at Duanmu Yawang, but with a black veil and a big hood, he couldn't see her eyes clearly, and asked lovingly, "Are you hungry?"

Duanmu Yawang felt his stomach, "A little bit."

"Let's look for the inn while looking for food." The old man said.

"good."

Duanmu Yawang had no objection, and nodded in response.

As a result, the two went back to the lively street again, and started to inquire about the inns again, asking if there were any rooms available.

It's strange to say that they are still those shops, but more than half of them have changed shopkeepers, and it feels like the spirit pressure in the entire inn and the feeling it gives them are no longer the same.

When they went back, the new shopkeepers couldn't recognize them. They looked up at them, looked at them back and forth, and said, "You are late and there is no room available."

As for the inns that did not change shopkeepers, those shopkeepers frowned when they saw them, and said: "Why are you here again? Didn't you say that there are no rooms available?"

"Go and go!"

They were finally driven out.

In the end, Duanmu Yawang still did not live in the store.

Regarding these abnormalities, the rare little Bailu who has been cultivating seriously couldn't help but ask: "Master, this place is also strange, right? How long have you left? How long do those inns change?"

For these, Duanmu Yawang herself did not understand, she looked at the old man.

The old man seemed to know her well, so he guessed what she was thinking, and said indifferently: "I'm here for the first time. I don't know, but I think no one can answer this."

Duanmuya stayed silent.

At this time, this lively street is still brightly lit, and people come and go in an endless stream of people on the street. When the two of them are walking on the street, many people are still watching them.

All kinds of eyes, take a look, and leave, just as they had come in before.

Regarding this, Duanmu Yawang had all kinds of puzzles and all kinds of confusions, but, apart from telling the old man about these doubts, she also understood that she must not just grab someone and ask them casually.

I asked all the inns on the bustling street again. Duanmu Yawang's originally impetuous heart, for some reason, calmed down inexplicably, "Grandpa, let's go and ask those corner inns again?"

The old man glanced at her and smiled: "It just so happens that I think so too."