Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Dressed in white clothes, the trembling waiter extended two fingers and

stuttered, “Two… two.”

“Who?”

“Both of you.”

Meng Jingzhou stepped forward and kicked him: “Behave!”

The waiter was helpless, he couldn’t lie in his white uniform, you two are the most dangerous in the inn.

Lu Yang readjusted the question: “For ordinary people, how many dangers are there in the inn?”

“Just me.” The waiter answered truthfully.

“Who is stronger, you or the innkeeper?”

“I’m stronger, but we follow different rules. He has a natural suppression over

me.”

“Is your power the same in the Grade-A room as in other places?

“No, based on the rules, my power is greater in the Grade-A room.”

“Are there others like you who have different powers in different places?

“Yes, for example, the things in the thatched cottage during the day. They are very powerful in the thatched cottage and can move freely between them. But when they leave the thatched cottage, their power becomes indistinguishable from ordinary people, and they lose the ability to teleport. However, I don’t know what exactly those things are.”

“Anyone else, like the black-clothed officers and gray-clothed private school teachers? Do they have a power boost?”

“No, but they were originally cultivators, much stronger than ordinary people.” “What is the relationship between the officer and the private school teacher?

“I guess their relationship is not good, there may be competition. For example, like me and the officer, we need to kill a certain number of people before we can leave the town. I’m not sure about the specific situation on the private school teacher’s side, but their requirements are probably the same.”

“Do you know where the mayor is?”

“I heard the mayor is in the government office, I’ve never seen him come out.”

“How would you kill the mayor?”

“I don’t know.”

“What are the mayor’s powers and abilities?”

“I don’t know.”

“Where is the Ancestral Hall?”

“You can’t find the Ancestral Hall during the day. It only appears from 9 p m. to

11 p.m.” The waiter answered every question, acting quite honestly.

What the waiter has disclosed, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou have speculated. There’s not much difference from what the waiter said.

The two had nothing else to ask. Lu Yang acted, removed the waiter’s white clothes, stabbed him through his body with a sword, and killed him.

As the Rudder Master of the demonic sect, how could he leave any chance for others when completing tasks.

“Fortunately you took it off in advance, otherwise the white clothing would be dirty.” Meng Jingzhou stretched a yawn: “Finally, we can sleep in peace.

Lu Yang felt the same. Tonight they won a good haul and didn’t have to put up with the annoying knocking on the door anymore.

The two searched the waiter’s body and found the inn’s rules. However, they had already figured out the rules of the inn, so this was of no use.

“Our rules disappeared after we read them once. If it weren’t for our good memory, we would have forgotten. They can keep the rules and ensure that they don’t make a mistake. It seems the waiters are treated differently from

us.”

At 9 a.m. on the third day, the two were awakened by the sound of the watchman’s gong. They yawned and felt that the sleep was refreshing.

The innkeeper heard the waiter’s cry for help last night and various commotions, so he decided to check the waiter’s situation upstairs in the morning.

When he saw the waiter’s tragic death, he was silent for a long time.

Are these two really on the Righteous Path?

When they left the inn, Lu Yang left a note for the innkeeper: The effect of the white clothing is good, borrow us for two more days.

What Lu Yang didn’t notice was that the innkeeper was looking at the two with

a hint of fear in his eyes.

And this note, why does it sound like those overbearing demon cultivators who owe money and don’t repay?

A feeling of “The stuff is good, borrow it for this old man to use, I’ll give it back when I’m tired of playing.”

“An illusion, right?”

Obviously, the innkeeper knew very little about the Seek Dao Sect.

For these bottom-level cultivators, their understanding of the huge Seek Dao

Sect mainly comes from rumors.

And rumors are unreliable most of the time.

After leaving the inn, the two found a medicine shop. There was a gray-clothed apprentice in the shop.

The apprentice saw the customers and warmly greeted them, “What do you need, sirs? Did you hear the barking of the dog? Or did you encounter a black dog?”

“If you heard the dog barking, I have the right medicine here.”

The apprentice brought a pot of bubbling red potion: “This is ground Cinnabar Grass, boiled for ten hours. After drinking this, you will get drowsy temporarily. After you have a sleep, the impact of the dog barking will disappear.”

“If you encounter a black dog, you should follow me right away. Otherwise, you will be assimilated by the black dog soon.”

“There’s a well in the back yard of the medicine shop. You need to draw the water yourself. As long as you drink the water you draw up, you won’t be assimilated by the black dog.”

Meng Jingzhou wanted to ask to see the owner, but was stopped by Lu Yang. Meng Jingzhou understood Lu Yang’s meaning, there was no need to explain to the apprentice. He’s a stranger, his words are most likely false.

The two sat leisurely, ignoring how anxious the apprentice was or how concerned he was for them, they kept silent.

After about an hour, the apprentice went into the back yard, and the white- clothed shopkeeper appeared.

“Is there any difficulty you encountered or any questions?” The shopkeeper is an old man, his face kindly and easily trustworthy when discussing problems.

The two still remembered the rules. It was mentioned in the rules that they should not talk to the shopkeeper.

Lu Yang handed the shopkeeper a note: We heard the barking of a dog, how should we deal with it?

“You need two Liang (a Chinese weight unit) of Tongming Grass, moisten it with saliva, crush it and use the grit to plug your ears. A quarter of an hour later, the effect will vanish.”

Lu Yang wrote again: Give us four Liang of Tongming Grass. Also, what if we see a black dog?

“It will be troublesome if you see a black dog. Those who encounter a black dog will involuntarily bark like a dog. Once they start barking, they will be assimilated by the black dog.”

“There is a way, that is to use a needle and thread to sew your mouth shut, leaving no gaps. After half an hour, you will not be assimilated by the black dog.”

Lu Yang listened carefully, and then wrote: How can we leave the town?

“To leave the town, ah, it’s even more troublesome. I even think it’s impossible.”

“There is an Ancestral Hall in the town. In the hall, there is a half-naked Buddha statue with its eyes covered. Smash the statue and there will appear a passage to the outside world. The passage is swept by a Protective Aura that disintegrates bones. The Aura enters from the seven apertures and leaves, in the process, the body dissolves, leaving only a skeleton, the body dies and the way is lost. No one can resist it.”

“This is the only way to leave the town.”

The two’s hearts sank. Such rules were clearly meant to make it impossible for people to leave.

It also makes sense. The ancient Unification cultivators who hid here would never want to reveal this place.