After that, after a meal, another sentence was added: "Also, different Red Devils have different functions."

Duanmuya understands, the shopkeeper is giving her the Red Devil who can leave Wuzhi Street!

"Thanks a lot."

Duanmu Yawang reached out and took it.

"You don't have to thank me, this kind of red devil is also the first time I sent it out, and it may not be really useful if you take it. If it is really useful to you, it is also your skill."

Duanmu Yawang shook his head and said seriously: "In any case, it is better to meet you than to meet the shopkeeper Deng."

The shopkeeper and Sekkisei heard something in their words, "Go to his inn, and you can come out. It's rare."

After that, he remembered something and looked at the man, "Are you a guest of his inn?"

"Yes!" The man answered quickly.

"You told him at the beginning, how many days are you going to live here?"

The man didn't know why, seeing his dignified face, he replied, "Seven, seven days."

"Seven days? What day is it now?"

"first day……"

The shopkeeper's face became heavy, and he said faintly: "As you know, we arrogantly cling to all the stores on the front street. Once we live in, we cannot go out. Once we go out, it is equivalent to breach of contract?"

The man shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know. Shopkeeper Deng didn't tell us this at all!"

"Of course he won't tell you that as long as you live in, there is usually no life left. No matter how many days it is, it will be the same to him."

The man looked panicked, "What did the gentleman say just now? My seven days..."

"The so-called inability to leave the room is because every room in the inn has a space leading to the street. Once you enter your own room, you will not belong to the same space as ours. It’s just that You can't feel it."

The shopkeeper's words were a bit complicated, and the man was full of confusion.

Duanmu Yawang suddenly understood, and murmured: "No wonder, it's obviously the same inn and the same location. I come back at different times. Sometimes I will meet different shopkeepers and mistresses, and sometimes I will meet again. To the same person."

It turns out that the same inn in the same place may be in different time and space!

The shopkeeper raised his brows as he listened, apparently he didn't expect: "I have searched for the same inn, and knowing that it is full, are you still looking for it again and again?"

"Actually, it was also an accident." Duanmu Yawang and the old man looked at each other and smiled: "We don't want to draw a bet, and those small inns with free rooms need to be drawn. If you will be different from the shopkeeper, you can't help but want to try your luck."

"You insist." The shopkeeper took a deep look at her, remembering the first meeting with them, and said: "However, you two are so cautious. No matter which inn you live in, the other party will not be able to turn the sky."

Duanmu Ya looked at him with a smile, but didn't comment, but the man nodded after hearing the words of the shopkeeper, "The little son and this old gentleman are really amazing."

"Return to your business."

When the shopkeeper saw that he had spoken, he realized that he had pulled the matter away, “If the guests staying in the store, once they run out without permission, there will be spatial chaos. live."

Recklessly holding a demon soldier?

Arrests?

The others were stunned when they heard it, and the man hurriedly asked, "Then what should I do?"

"For these seven days, you can only stay in the room, and it is best not to go out even the stubborn street. You can't let anyone other than us see you. After seven days, the time transaction between you and shopkeeper Deng is over, you can If you walk around at will, they won't dare to catch you anymore."

"Okay, if I don't go out, I will stay in the room."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Duanmu Yawang thought a little, and she asked Xiao Bailu: "What time is it, and how long will it take before our contract with the shopkeeper ends?"

"Half a quarter of an hour."

Little Bailu jumped up from the small bed, and asked her with his cheeks: "Master, what do you want to do?"

Duanmu Yawang did not immediately answer his words. Seeing that the shopkeeper had finished talking with the young man, she asked: "Shopkeeper, it is time for us to trade with you, can we renew the contract?"

As soon as these words came out, both Sekkisei and the shopkeeper's eyes moved, and they didn't immediately say anything.

"The shopkeeper doesn't mean to speak..."

"It's okay to renew the contract, as long as the things you give can impress us." The shopkeeper finally spoke, looking at Duanmu Yawang deeply, and said: "The renewal is equivalent to a breach of contract. Please forgive me."

Duanmu Yawang didn't understand the meaning of the shopkeeper for a while, and looked at the old man.

The old man gave her a soothing look and asked the shopkeeper: "That is to say, this time we can't stay for one night at the price of a thousand gold ingots like before?"

One thousand gold ingots for one night?

The man secretly smacked, is this inn so expensive?

The inn of the shopkeeper Deng before, only had twenty gold ingots...

Thinking of this gap, the man couldn't help regretting it a little. If he knew that these inns here were at this price, he would definitely not choose the inn of shopkeeper Deng.

That inn is so cheap that I want to come now...unusual!

"Yes."

The shopkeeper’s legs overlapped, holding a cup in his hand and gently pecking at the tea. He looked very casual and said: "Moreover, the things you give must make us feel satisfied from the bottom of our hearts, before we agree to let you continue to live. ."

Sekkisei added: "This is the rule."

The shopkeeper glanced at her with a smile, but Sekkada didn't see it.

Duanmu Ya looked at her, her eyes deepened, and she knew that Xue Mus was explaining to them, that they did not intend to make it difficult for them to do so, it was just arrogant rules.

They must follow the rules.

"I, I also have something on my body." The man remembered something, and quickly searched his body, and then wow, he found out a lot of gold ingots and spirit stones, as well as a few bottles of pills and a few herbs.

Duanmu Yawang, the treasurer of the old man Xue Mus, glanced at his spirit stone spirit crystals, then turned aside their eyes, and then turned to look at his bottles of medicine and some spirit grasses.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand, took the medicine bottle, unscrewed the stopper and sniffed it, then put the stopper back, and threw the bottle back on the table, "You don't need these medicines for me."

The man's face flushed and he was obviously a little ashamed, but he couldn't help refuting: "This, this is the second-class medicine developed by our family."

"Is this second-class?" The shopkeeper glanced at him and said lightly: "Then, your family will be like that."

The man blushed even more and murmured: "Our family's first-class medicine is a kind of healing medicine. It is very famous in the local area. Many people have to buy one to defend themselves."