Chapter 206 Wonders in the Hotel

The old man was full of anger and carried the spiritual magic formula. He shouted, not to mention a team of monsters within ten miles. I'm afraid he could hear it clearly dozens of miles away, and Zhuo Tian saw a group of birds flying in the distant mountains below.

The disciples of the monster below looked up together and didn't know what had happened.

"The disciples turn around together, and I will lead the way. Elder Hua of the Five Immortals Sect, please press the array. We will return to the village we passed by half an hour ago and rest there tonight!" Yanxing Palace shouted.

The disciples below suddenly sounded with joy, and some people stood up.

It seems that when practitioners are shallow, they are no different from ordinary people, and they all know that it's fucking tiring to travel!

I guess I also want to find a place to rest, wash away the wind and dust comfortably, eat something or drink a little wine, and then lie down dizzy and sleep well.

... But I can also talk and laugh with my senior sister and Yiyi... Yiyi also has grilled fish, and I don't know if it's cold.

When he was stunned, Yan Xinggong pointed to Zhuo Tian and said, "Just watch and stare here. If there is one less person, I will lock you up for three months!"

"Is..."

Yanxing Palace was about to drive the monster to fly down, thought for a moment, and said to Zhuo Tian, "Give you a chance to make contributions. You secretly put one of your hidden spirit worm to everyone. Don't let them know, so that any rabbit will secretly run away again and you can know at any time!"

“............”

"Master, how can you put one on everyone without being found?" Zhuo Tian's face is like a bitter gourd.

"Find your own way. Didn't you hear that you were released by others last time?" Yan Xinggong said, "Then it was eaten by your iron-winged glutton?"

Such a thing as robbery has also been leaked... Anyway, Zhuo Tian is also numb now, but it feels a little strange.

"Master... Sister Lan... Is it your own daughter?"

"Nonsense! I haven't married in my life!" Yan Xinggong brushed his beard and said, "It's just that Jiuzhen is a girl with a good conscience, and you are fucking asking the dog to eat."

Zhuo Tian simply didn't intend to hide it and said, "The disciple's hidden spirit worm has been more advanced recently. You can hear the other party's words. Indeed, you should put one for each of the disciples of Waifeng, and you can also find out whether they came with different intentions. After all, so many people suddenly followed this time, and the disciples always feel that There's something wrong with my heartbeat. It's so weird.

"Your hidden spirit worm has actually advanced?" This time, Yanxing Palace opened her doubtful eyes and said, "How can it be? At a normal speed, at least for a long time... Why didn't Jiuzhen tell me?"

"Actually, my hidden spirit bug found a ten-color strong dragon wood..." Zhuo Tian said honestly.

Don't regret saying it. Old Yan will definitely ask the bottom. If you ask Lan Jiuzhen, you can't hide anything. It's better to say it yourself.

"You son of a bitch is so lucky, aren't you?" Yan Xinggong said enviously and resently, "Let's take time to talk about this matter. I'll lead the way first. You monitor the bottom here!"

"Deed!"

He left Zhuo Tian alone and sat on the big crow with black smoke in the higher air, thinking about how to put a bug that could be eavesdropping on Shui Yingying, the daughter of the suzerain... They wanted to eavesdrop on them first.

This town is not very large, with a population of more than 100,000, and the landing of a large number of monsters brought a panic here.

Like other places, there are also many scattered practitioners here, but basically low-level practitioners, and even high-level practitioners are rarely seen. Suddenly, so many high-level practitioners and all kinds of strange high-level monsters flew down in the sky. They don't know what happened. Naturally, they are panicked. No one dared to come and ask, as if only a few bold people peeked behind the window in the distance.

However, they are definitely not the only ones who are panicked, but also the disciples of the Royal Spirit Sect and the Five Immortals Sect are even more panicked.

The Yanxing Palace, which arrived first, also looked wrong. He flew into the air again and circled around this small town and looked around.

It turned out that Ouyang Bao and other disciples who deserted here to drink secretly were all gone!

All the residential buildings, trees and fields in this small town in mid-air are clear at a glance, but you can't see the huge monsters alone... Those little ones may have put the monsters in the beast spirit bag, but why can't the disciples of the Royal Spirit Sect who are looking for them all over the city not find them?

Zhuo Tian, Lan Jiuzhen, Fang Yuxuan, Qian Jitong, Tang Rui, Shi Xiaoqian and other high-ranking disciples led people to search separately in the city.

"Ouyangbao! Ouyangbao!" Zhuo Tian pulled his neck and walked along the street and shouted.

He was followed by two disciples of the Five Immortals sect from far away. He looked left and right to find someone to pull over and ask, but he couldn't see one on the street.

The town that originally seemed to be full of signs and should be lively is like a dead city at this moment. There are still steaming steamed buns that have just come out of the cage at the door of the steamed bun shop. All kinds of clean and colorful fruits on the fruit stand seem to have just been wiped by the owner. A dirty dog is eating a fresh bone thrown by a butcher on the ground, but no one is on the street.

"What's wrong with the people here? Haven't you seen monsters and high-level practitioners? Is it so scary?" Zhuo Tianzhang II was confused and muttered to himself.

Zhuo Tian leaned his head and lay on the window on the street, but he still couldn't see it.

"Fuck, as for it? When I was a hooligan in Mencheng, I was not afraid to see Cheng Fei of the Five Immortals Sect! The people of Mencheng still don't know how to cultivate truth, thinking that all practitioners are immortals! ...There is no bold underworld here?"

Walking through several satin houses, money houses, grocery stores and so on, I saw two pubs in front of them, with a signboard of "Juxian Pavilion" hanging on one side and "Immortal Tower" on the other side.

... Zhuo Tian thinks that the people here should still welcome the immortals. Look at the name.

He raised his legs and entered the Juxian Pavilion. There were about a dozen tables in the hall on the first floor. It was dinner time. The tables were full of wine and dishes, some of which were still steaming, and the wine glass was half drunk... But the people who ate and drank disappeared.

Not only is there no shopkeeper, but there is not even a shopkeeper at the counter.

"No one? Originally, I just wanted to buy some wine, but now it's all right. I don't have enough money to spend... Move the counter away." Zhuo Tian said to himself.

In the silent restaurant, I heard a crash behind the counter.

"It's strange that the group of people who came riding monsters have left, and no one has come out to eat. It happens that I will make a lot of money!" Zhuo Tian continued to talk to himself like he was sick.

There was another bang behind the counter, as if someone was struggling to knock down a pile of something.

Zhuo Tian looked at it with a smile and saw a man who looked like an amazingly fat shopkeeper standing up with difficulty.

"Are you a mortal or an immortal?" The fat shopkeeper asked.

"Do you think I look like a fairy?" Zhuo Tian laughed.

Indeed, although Lan Jiuzhen and Yichun often dress him up and warn him to take a shower and change clothes twice a day, the smell of mixing in his bones can't be removed. Even if he changes his clothes eight times, it always seems to be dirty.

The fat man looked at Zhuo Tian. Jian was dressed in black, but the buttons were not half-open. His sleeves were rolled up, his hair was messy, his face was cheap and he smiled proudly... No matter how he looked, he didn't look like a master. He said that he was a fairy and simply a demon under the fairy. Beasts and pets have been insulted. This guy is a little hooligan who spends all day on the street.

The fat shopkeeper raised his face, and his big round face, which was already pink and fat, was like a layer of white frost at this moment.

"You actually want to take advantage of the fire?! Be careful that I will report you!"

"I thought this store had no owner! Otherwise, why doesn't even one have time to eat? Even a shopkeeper and Xiao Er didn't see it. It's no wonder that he didn't take it!" Zhuo Tian laughed.

"Who said there was no one?! There are so many people that scare you to death!" The fat man hummed.

"The guests upstairs, those immortals have left, and they can come down to eat and drink!" He suddenly shouted upstairs and shouted, "Little Mazi, Xiao Li, you two guard the door. Those who haven't paid the bill can't let them run away in the chaos!"

Like poking a hornet's nest, the original quiet upstairs suddenly became noisy, and a group of people poured down the stairs.

is led by two greasy shopkeepers, holding pans and rolling pins, standing on both sides like ugly ghost statues carved in two temples.

The others were all diners and did not panic. They found their seats and began to eat and drink.

In an in an hour, the hotel was extremely lively, with laughter and persuasion.

Zhuo Tian was stunned... Isn't this fucking too happy? It's still Juxian Pavilion. Isn't it very welcome to be immortals? Why are you so scared? I guess these people didn't have time to run home for dinner. Hearing the monsters landing, they all rushed upstairs to hide.

"Do you want to drink too? There are no seats." The fat shopkeeper said with a straight face.

I'm here to collect the protection fee! ...This habitual word almost blurted out, and this familiar city hotel life came back, making Zhuo Tian feel extremely comfortable.

Zhuo Tian took out more than a dozen gold coins from his pocket with a smile... It is rare that he still has such coins left, and he is used to trading with spiritual stones. Now gold and silver are meaningless to practitioners like him.

"I just want to ask you a few words. After answering, these gold coins are all yours."

The fat shopkeeper didn't expect that the gangster could take out gold coins casually, as quickly as turning over a book, with a smile on his face.

"What do you want to ask? I'm the largest hotel in the town. I basically know everything about guests... The 'Fairy Tower' next to me is worse than me!" The fat shopkeeper had already firmly grasped the gold coins in his hand.