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Besides the unpleasant smell, there was also a tooth-grinding 'squeak, squeak' sound.
"Meow~"
A meow was heard, and then a black cat with not a single stray hair sat down on the front desk.
"Meow~"
The black cat stared intently at Jiang Xiao and his group.
"Meow, little black cat, are you the owner of this guesthouse?"
As Mu Xitang spoke, she stroked the black cat's head.
"Maybe...maybe we should leave. I have a creepy feeling about this place."
"No way! You three are such cowards! What's so scary about a kitten?"
"Meow!"
The black cat seemed annoyed by being petted and scurried away from the pink cat's grasp, pointing its paw at the wall.
One person, one night, 10 gold coins.
I lost it!
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This is fucking terrifying!
If even a kid like the Pink-Haired Cult Leader charges a fee, then even if they're not considered powerful, they'd still need 50 gold coins.
The three bearded men were shocked. They thought, "Why don't we just turn around and go back to the Moonlight Tavern?"
Martha and the others just mentioned the purchasing power of gold coins, although it's not like those Western fantasy novels where ordinary people can't save up many gold coins in a year.
However, even the moderately well-off families in the town can only earn about twenty or thirty gold coins a year.
In other words, if an ordinary person stayed here for one night, they would have to work for half a year without eating or drinking!
No wonder no locals choose to live here; they must be out of their minds!
"Brother Jiang Xiao, why don't we go back and stay at the tavern?"
The woman with the black hair suggested it, and the others echoed her words.
“That’s right. This tavern is probably just for protecting wealthy people from out of town or swordsmen who have many enemies in the martial arts world. With your strength, there’s no need for you to waste this money.”
"hehe."
Accompanied by a sinister laugh, the wooden staircase creaked under the strain.
An oddly shaped, hunchbacked old woman came down from upstairs with a cane.
"Oh my god, you damned strangers, please say that again, are you sure you don't want a sweet night at this old woman's place?"
Chapter 195 Abandoning Personal Morals and Enjoying a Life of Depravity
The old woman's voice was unusually hoarse and grating.
It's like a ten-year-old cat; it sends chills down your spine.
"If you weren't here to stay, why did you come in without knocking? Are you robbers?"
When the old woman spoke of the bandits, her eyes took on a faint blue light as she looked at the group.
The three bearded men were taken aback.
Subconsciously, I thought of the robbery committed by Jiang Xiao and his daughter.
To be honest, it seems we really were bandits.
No, no!
The black woman immediately denied it.
"Oh no, no no, madam, you've misunderstood. We're not robbers. We just came here... just..."
how to explain?
Regardless of the circumstances, I did barge into someone's house in the middle of the night without knocking.
Curly-haired girl picked up where the black girl left off.
"Hey! Madam, we're just ill-mannered. We don't like to knock before entering strangers' houses. You could call it shamelessness, or you could say we're rude. Say what you want, we're not robbers."
Everyone:.
old lady:
If that's what you're saying, then the old lady has no choice.
You've already said you're shameless, what can I do?
Put aside your personal qualities and enjoy a life of immorality.
"In that case, everyone should leave. It's better if we die out there tonight."
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Unlike Jiang Xiao, they weren't so thick-skinned; naturally, they wanted to leave, thinking it was better to avoid trouble.
We can just stay at Moonlight Tavern for one night, and set off early tomorrow!
"Are you the bell ringer?"
Mu Xitang's sudden shout caused the trio of vengeful spirits to freeze in place once again.
The bell ringer?
The three bearded men naturally didn't have the same eyesight as the pink-haired girl; when they entered the town, they could only hear the bells but couldn't see anyone.
Now that Mu Xitang has said this, even the most naive among them understand that this old woman is very likely the bell ringer in the clock tower.
Sis, even if you figure it out, don't say it out loud!
Seeing that the old woman did not deny it, the little pink-haired girl stroked her chin and nodded.
“That’s right, that’s right. It wasn’t for nothing that I’ve been scrutinizing you for so long. I was wondering why the bell ringer’s back looked so strange. Turns out he’s a hunchback.”
"Meow!"
The black cat on the table let out a mournful cry.
Then the guesthouse door slammed shut by itself with a 'bang'.
The old woman's back became increasingly hunched, and a green light appeared in her eyes.
"Heh heh heh, such good eyesight? Are you a demon?"
A person with normal vision wouldn't be able to see such a tall clock tower clearly at night, let alone its shape.
Demons generally have excellent night vision, and some demons can even see better at night than during the day!
Mu Xitang remained expressionless. She hated being called weird, and she hated being called a demon even more!
"Ok?"
The old woman's brows furrowed suddenly, and her expression turned to one of pain.
“Uh.”
"Meow!"
A cat's meow interrupted the old woman's groans.
At the same time, the lithe black cat leaped from the table onto the old woman's shoulder, licking its paws with an elegant gesture, its eyes fixed intently on Mu Xitang.
Only then did the old woman's expression gradually return to normal, and she immediately took several steps back.
That pink-haired guy is definitely a devil!
Just now, Alania felt an evil force enter her body and rush all the blood in her body to her brain. If the black cat had acted any later, her head might have exploded!
Even now, with the black cat protecting him.
Alania still felt a dark force coiling around her like an evil serpent.
The consequences would be dire if I were even slightly careless.
The leader of the Xitang sect is about to fight the old woman!
Although the trio of grudges usually advocate for stability, they are absolutely decisive when it matters.
The bearded man led the two men forward with a shout of "Hurrah!" and stood shoulder to shoulder with Mu Xitang.
"It's alright, you guys can take care of her for now. I can handle this old woman by myself! She can't control me!" Mu Xitang looked eager to try. She desperately needed a brilliant victory to redeem herself from the 'humiliation' of being defeated, captured, and beaten until her nose bled.
Perhaps someone in this ghost story can use the power of the Bible to deal with themselves, just like Martha did.
Fortunately, not everyone possesses the power to restrain themselves.
In a head-on confrontation, the Weird will crush its opponent.
"Hey! I am Mu Xitang, from the Eastern Dragon Kingdom. I've come here today to challenge you! You old hag, do you dare put down your cat and fight me head-on?"
Barrage:? ? ?