Chapter 1680: Inn

Just when he was almost out of strength, two red lanterns appeared before his eyes.
In such dark weather with rain, such a red lantern is very conspicuous.
He Shihua ran directly to the door where the red lantern was hung, only to find that it was really an old-fashioned building. I didn't know which dynasty it was. All of them actually used wood as the building material.
It seems that these are all hundreds of years old.
And in front of this house, there is a plaque with the word "Inn" written on it.
He Shihua, who was originally looking for a place to hide from the rain, immediately hesitated again after seeing such a strange inn.
He can't figure out right now whether there will be any danger in this inn.
But the rain outside was so heavy that he ran all the way, and there seemed to be nothing to hide from the rain.
Rumble...
A flash of light suddenly appeared in front of He Shihua, and he was taken aback by the thunder that suddenly fell in front of him.
If the thunder is a little more biased, he may be dead.
He Shihua swallowed with palpitations, and his whole body was wet with him. Finally, he chose to enter this inn.
The door of the inn was open, and he walked in like this. What appeared in front of him was a hall. It looked the same as the living room in the TV series. It was the same with chairs and tables.
This should be the place to eat. It's just that at this time, there was no one in the inn.
But it's not messy inside, it doesn't look like an abandoned place.
And just now he saw the doorway, there were candlelights in the two red lanterns.
This means that there are people here.
He Shihua shouted, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone in there?" He shouted and walked inside.
He Shihua didn't get any answer for a long time. After thinking about it, he decided not to find anyone.
Anyway, he came in just to avoid the rain, there was no need to find someone.
"Hello there!"
The sound that suddenly appeared behind him startled He Shihua, and he turned around quickly. An old man with white hair was looking at him with a smile.
The old man was wearing coarse clothes, and there were many patches on it. This looks very strange now, even if it is poor, it is no longer necessary to wear so many patches of clothing.
The old man is only about one and six meters tall, with a cane in his right hand and a lantern in his left hand.
He Shihua, startled, asked angrily: "Who are you?"
The old man said, "I am the boss here. I don't know if you are eating or staying in the restaurant."
He Shihua suddenly realized that he was the owner of this shop.
However, there is such a boss in such a place. It still looks very strange, He Shihua also asked very carefully: "Where are you here, why are there no one."
The old man explained with a smile: "We are about to relocate here, so the big guys have moved away. For me, I am the only one left in the family, so I don't want to move and stay here."
He Shihua frowned as he heard the explanation from the old man, and thought to himself: "Did this time live broadcast, the death judge put himself on that street, where there are people?"
If this is the case, then the old man in front of him should be human.
Thinking of this, He Shihua said, "Boss, I want to eat and live in the store, but you have to tell me where this is and how to get out."
The old man replied, "The name of our place is called Laojie. The people around here are called like this. It's easy to go out. Once you leave our shop, go left and go out for a while. Now."
He Shihua relaxed after listening to the old man. This is very good news for him.
Even now, in his mind, he began to wonder if the death judge had waterproofed himself.
Maybe he still has a chance to escape, maybe.
He Shihua opened his mouth and said to the boss: "I think so now, you take me to the room, and then bring me my meal."
The old man nodded again and again and said, "Okay, no problem."
Then the old man took He Shihua to the second floor. "All of our rooms here are on the second floor."
The overall layout of the inn is similar to ancient times, with the rooms on both sides of a corridor.
The room looked a bit tattered from the outside.
But this time, He Shihua has nothing to pick.
Everything here is particularly old. Only the red lanterns hanging on both sides look very new. It should have been just a short time after it was done.
The old man walked to the door of the fourth room in the corridor, and then pushed open the door on the left hand side, pointing at the opening and saying, "You live here."
He Shihua nodded, this place does not look very good outside, but it is still antique inside.
"I'll go down and cook for you, and I'll bring it up to you in a moment." The old man said after leaving.
He Shihua stayed alone in the room, and he was still dripping water all over his body. He hurriedly took off his clothes outside, and then got on the wooden bed and covered it with a quilt.
Perhaps after the rain, the body became a little weak, and He Shihua fell asleep after a while.
In a daze, He Shihua had a dream. He dreamed of those lanterns, those big red lanterns.
The lanterns all had a face on them, and those faces kept opening their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they couldn't say it.
In the dream, He Shihua became very anxious. He seemed to want to hear what the faces said, so he moved towards the faces.
"Quick...small...heart...don't..."
A few messy words appeared in He Shihua's ear.
"what did you say?"
When He Shihua was about to ask clearly, he was suddenly awakened. He opened his eyes and saw that it was the owner of the shop. The old man stood in front of him with a tray.
"The food you want is here. I'll put it on the table for you first, and then go to bed after eating." The old man said calmly.
He Shihua nodded and said "Thank you".
After the old man put the food on the table, he did not leave, but looked at He Shihua.
He Shihua asked in doubt: "Is there anything else?"
The old man had a smile on his face: "It's okay, just to see that you are very weak, and I want to ask you what you can do for you."
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