Chapter 36: The Inn Rises
Ding Hai, who had evil intentions, suppressed his breath more and more weakly as he approached Yong'an Inn. When he arrived at the door of Yong'an Inn, he fell into a coma.

This action left Lin Jiu standing by completely confused.

Just now he was full of energy and was dividing the Miao family's wealth with others, but now he is suffering from all kinds of injuries and is on the verge of lifelong disability.

Isn’t the difference between before and after too big?
Although he complained in his heart, it did not affect Lin Jiu's pretending to be deaf and dumb, as if nothing had happened.

Before Lu Zhuo came, he hadn't realized the difference between himself and old hands like Ding Hai.

But after comparing himself with the famous and powerful Lu Zhuo, he keenly discovered the gap between himself and these two old hands in the world.

Lin Jiu had reason to believe that if Ding Hai had not taken the initiative to attack at the Miao family compound just now, the thousand-year-old ghost with a corpse would have been captured in one fell swoop.

It is very likely that Lu Zhuo will not show up until Ding Hai and he have fought with the old ghost to a standstill. Instead, he will hide in the dark and watch the two of them fight to the death.

He is essentially the same as Ding Hai. He has a conscience, but not much.

The same goes for Ding Hai. If it weren't for the fact that things happened at the same time and I had been there and dragged him into this matter, he wouldn't have taken this corpse disaster so seriously.

If only Ding Hai had that kind of character, Lin Jiu could still explain it as Ding Hai being greedy for money and afraid of death, and not worthy of the title of the Five Heroes of Maoshan given by the sect.

All the teachers and commanders on the mountain were deceived by Ding Hai's previous performance.

But when Lu Zhuo, who was just like him, came along, Lin Jiu wavered.

It’s not possible that the Wudang leaders were also deceived by Lu Zhuo, right?

Qiaojie's mother opened the door for Qiaojie, and Qiao got home. It was impossible for the top leaders of the two major sects to be deceived at the same time.

Therefore, Lin Jiu decided to talk less, do less, watch more, and learn more in the future.

We’ll talk about other things after you have a deeper understanding of the world.

Under the cover of night, Lin Jiu, supporting Ding Hai's body with one arm, knocked on the door of the inn.

After a while, a voice was heard in the lobby, asking in a low voice: "Is that a human or a ghost outside? There are zombies on the ground today. Our store is closed. Please forgive us."

"I'm Lin Jiu who lives in the backyard room. The zombie disaster has been solved by my senior brother. You don't have to worry. Master, open the door quickly." Lin Jiu first introduced his home address, and then immediately informed the person who was questioning that the troublesome zombie had been killed by his senior brother.

He wanted the head of the hall to open the door as soon as possible so that Ding Hai, who looked increasingly weak, could have a good rest.

"Lin Jiu? Are you the shorty who follows that handsome young man every day? Was the zombie that came into the city tonight really killed by your senior brother?" A charming voice replaced the head of the hall and continued to ask questions.

Lin Jiu didn't even need to look, he knew from the voice that the person asking the question must be the coquettish proprietress.

"It's me. The zombie that caused trouble tonight was indeed killed by my senior brother." Although he was very dissatisfied with being called a dwarf, Lin Jiu still answered the proprietress's question.

After confirming Lin Jiu's identity, the people in the lobby began to discuss in low voices whether or not to let the two people outside the door in.

What if they were lying and zombies were waiting outside the inn for a feast? That would be terrible.

But in the end, the proprietress persuaded the old manager to go against the majority's opinion and let Ding Hai and the other man into the store.

After a moment, a pair of cloudy eyes looked up and down at Lin Jiu and Ding Hai through the crack in the door. Seeing that there were no zombies following them, they quickly removed the bolt and let them enter the lobby.

After the two men entered the lobby, the head of the hall immediately put the three door bolts, which were as thick as an adult's arm, back in place.

After Lin Jiu and his companions entered the lobby, they were immediately stopped by the old shopkeeper in the middle of the lobby: "Please wait a moment, my dear guests. According to legend, people injured by zombies will be infected with corpse poison and become half-human, half-corpse monsters." "You two are our customers, so we took the risk to let you in tonight, but for the safety of other guests, please accept our inspection.

We can't put other guests in danger because of our good intentions." The old shopkeeper spoke with reason and a very kind attitude. Lin Jiu had no reason to refuse.

He let the old shopkeeper and the head of the hall come forward and check whether they had any signs of being scratched by zombies.

Seeing this, the proprietress also walked up to Ding Hai, who seemed unconscious, beside Lin Jiu with great interest, and stretched out a pair of white and quiet hands as white as scallions to stroke the muscle lines on Ding Hai's body.

Looking at Ding Hai, whose body was covered with burns and scratches, a trace of heartache flashed in the proprietress's eyes.

If the old shopkeeper hadn't seen the situation and pulled the proprietress away, the hungry and thirsty proprietress would have put her hand into Ding Kai's crotch.

"You slut, you're just being naughty and don't even look at what he looks like now. If you don't clean and bandage the wounds, the fever alone will kill him.

We are open for business, we can't let guests die in the inn, that's unlucky." The old shopkeeper said as he pulled the proprietress to the backyard.

Obviously, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was not considering Ding Hai.

He was thinking more about the proprietress who had been flirting in front of Ding Hai and wished she could swallow him in one gulp, and himself who had been often given the excuse of forgiveness recently.

"Sixth Brother, check again. If there is really nothing wrong with the two guests, let them go to the backyard to rest." After pulling the proprietress into the backyard, the old shopkeeper made arrangements for Ding Hai and the other two.

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In the dark room deep underground, the proprietress Xing'er did not kick off her embroidered shoes like she did last time and ask the old shopkeeper to taste her jade feet.

Instead, he discussed the matter with the old shopkeeper with a serious look on his face: "I just tried the Taoist priest, and the injuries on his body don't seem fake."

"If the black zombie that broke into Ma Xiangping tonight was really killed by the big one, then it is normal for this man to be injured so badly." The old shopkeeper is not an ordinary person who knows nothing. Although he has never seen a black zombie, he has seen monsters of the same level.

He knew how powerful the monsters at this level were.

Two Taoist priests in their twenties were able to kill a black zombie. I'm afraid they had the help of their master and had some powerful weapons on them.

"This is a rare opportunity, do you want it?" The old shopkeeper reached out and wiped his neck while speaking.

"It's true that the big one is injured, but the small one is still there?" The proprietress hesitated.

But the old shopkeeper was determined to kill. On the one hand, he didn't want to leave any trouble behind when he went to the Min King's Tomb. On the other hand, Ding Hai took advantage of the boss lady without taking the initiative or refusing.

If he hadn't figured out the details of these two guys before, he would have tried every possible way to kill them.

Do you really think he can tolerate the person beside him flirting with others all day long?

"Kill him. If we don't kill him now, what if the big one recovers from his injuries tomorrow? It will be even more troublesome then."

After listening to the old shopkeeper's words, the proprietress also made up her mind.

Jumping off the bed, she quickly walked to a thick wooden door at the end of the secret room, took out the key from between her two huge hands and opened the lock on the door.

"Since you are going to kill, then do it with all your strength like a lion fighting a rabbit." Pushing open the wooden door, one paper man after another with red cheeks were neatly lined up in the darkness, all looking at the charming proprietress at the door.

As the paper people looked over, the material of the wooden door next to the proprietress seemed to have changed, and it looked like it was made of paper.

(End of this chapter)