Perhaps it was too late, the canteen on the first floor was empty, and there was no one on duty. There was only an old man sitting at the counter, and his eyes were closed as if he was dozing. His face was as thin as a tree bark, with gray hair. The pig went over and knocked on the table for a long time, but he didn't raise his eyelids to take a look.

"Shopkeeper, we have booked the room first."

The man opened his eyelids and threw five keys on the counter.

"Is there any food or food?" asked Gou Zhu. After running for a night, he was a little hungry. Although he might die at night, he didn't want to be a starving ghost.

"No." The old man didn't move at all, and the word almost hummed from his nostrils.

"If the kitchen is turned off, it's okay to have some cool things. Find some leftover cooked meat and cut it a little."

The old man seemed to feel very annoyed and pointed his hand at the gate: "I love to live, but I can't live - go." He seemed to want to say "get out", but he also felt it was too much, so he changed to "leave".

The pig was about to have an attack, but when they thought that it was already dark, it was too troublesome to go out and find other inns at this time, so they had to hold it back. The old man also grasped their weakness. They had to go upstairs hungry.

Song Ruhai checked the environment on the second floor. This inn is not big, with only ten rooms on the second floor and the third floor. Except for one room on the third floor, I don’t know who lives in, the other rooms are empty.

This is because they were originally a group of nine people, so they paid for nine rooms in advance when they came for supper. The inn was almost booked by them.

“If someone may come at any time, we have to take turns on duty.”

Fortunately, the five rooms they lived in were all on the second floor, separated by thin wooden boards in the middle. If someone was on duty, a call could wake everyone up.

"I'm causing trouble, I'll watch the night."

"The three of us men each guarded for an hour, and that night passed." Song Ruhai said, "By age, I will first, and after an hour, I will wake up the hook pig to change, and finally it is wood. When the sun dawns, we will go back to Cuiyu Palace."

The reason they stayed here was to wait for the young man in brocade clothes to bring people over, so that they would have the opportunity to return the black iron wood seed to each other and end the grudge. But by tomorrow dawn, these people had not come yet, so it would be meaningless for them to stay here.

Song Ruhai always said that Gouzhu didn't dare to disobey, so he had to go to the room to sleep. Song Ruhai was guarding the corridor. He stayed for an hour, and it was the third day and it was safe and sound. He woke Gouzhu up and went to bed by himself.

Gouzhu didn't plan to wake anyone up again. If the other party came, he quietly returned the seeds to them and did not allow the brothers and sisters to get involved. That would be the safest.

"Where will they come from?" Gouzhu thought for a long time, "and may not come in through the gate."

It was late at night, and everyone seemed to be asleep. It was quiet all around, and there was only the sound of crickets in the darkness. The pig pushed the window open, and the moonlight spread on the sleeping town of Qingyang, and it was almost silent outside. There seemed to be a barking dog in the distance, but it was at least a few miles away.

"It's so quiet, if someone comes over, I can definitely hear it." He jumped to the window, climbed with his hand, and grabbed the eaves. Then he turned over and reached the roof.

This inn is right next to the roadside of the official road. There is a circle of open space around it. If someone approaches, he can see clearly from the roof.

"I just sat here and stared," he thought to himself, "If they come, I'll just go over and negotiate with them."

But his biggest problem is that he can't sit still.

After sitting for less than a quarter of an hour, his butt began to itch. But it was nothing. Just walk around and move your muscles and bones.

Gouzhu suddenly remembered that when he was a thief, he would occasionally walk through other people's roofs in a night-drawn clothes.

Every time I succeed, I feel that any pore on my body is comfortable. I haven’t enjoyed it for a long time.

Unfortunately, he didn't cherish the stolen money. He drank and ate meat with his friends in a blink of an eye. Otherwise, he would have saved hundreds of taels of silver to live a comfortable life as a rich little rich person.

I want to go through something casually, just like a disease that penetrates deep into the bone marrow. After arriving at Cuiyu Palace, he was already in a state of suffocation.

It's been more than a year.

"The old shopkeeper has such a bad attitude," Gouzhu snorted in his heart, "I'll go and give him a few taels of silver..."

He climbed the eaves easily down from the second floor, and went to the first floor and opened the window and jumped in gently without making any sound. This was originally a skill he was good at when he was a thief, and after practicing light skills in Cuiyu Palace, he became even more powerful.

When I entered the lobby on the first floor, there was really no one inside. Even the old man who was half asleep and half awake on the counter was gone. Only the oil lamp was still lit.

Gouzhu touched the mold behind the counter and couldn't find a penny.

"This old man, really be careful." It seemed that the old man took all the money away when he left.

But this is not a problem for him, a professional thief. In ordinary inns, there is an account not far from the counter, and all the money is kept inside. Of course, the shopkeeper also slept in the account room and watched the night.

Gouzhu quickly touched the door of the account. Strangely, there was a lock hanging on the door of the account!

He thought the shopkeeper would sleep in the account room. If the lock on the door was hung, it means there was no one in the room. Where did the shopkeeper go? There was no other room on the first floor. Did the shopkeeper go to the guest room on the second floor to sleep?

This is nothing. Gouzhu suddenly became excited. In his history of being a thief, he never successfully robbed the account of an inn...

He pulled out a copper wire. This was used as a bracelet on his wrist. He hadn't left him for more than ten years. In addition to making bracelets, he was also occasionally used to unlock locks.

This kind of ordinary copper lock really couldn't stop him. In a few strokes, the lock was opened. He pushed open the door and took a deep breath. Sometimes when he entered the account room with a lot of money, he could really smell the stench of silver and copper.

"What kind of strange smell is this?" In the darkness, he couldn't help but frown. He didn't smell the smell of money, he smelled a strong smell of blood, as if he had entered a slaughterhouse.

He took out the fire stick and shook it. This kind of thing was specially distributed to the outer courtyard of Cuiyu Palace to the disciples who went out to make fire. It was a small bamboo tube containing white phosphorus and flammable straw. The outer door was sealed with wax. When using it, poke off the wax seal with your fingertips. When shaking it, the white phosphorus will ignite when it encounters air, and the entire bamboo tube becomes a small torch.

The hook pig took the fire note and shone around, almost scattered.

In the small room less than a few steps wide, four people were piled on the ground, with old and young people. Judging from their clothes, they should be the shopkeeper, two friends, and the chef in the inn.

Moreover, the old shopkeeper on the ground, who came back from the previous one, saw the half-sleeping old man sitting behind the counter, was obviously not the same person.

They were all dead and blood flowed all over the floor. The hook pig was standing in a pool of blood, trembling with the fire snatch in his hand.
Chapter completed!