It's twilight again.

The snow had long since stopped, but the wind was colder.

After a day of abundant sunshine during the day, most of the snow had melted and the roads were muddy.

Su Jian stepped on mud and ice and snow and came to Jinwu Town again.

In last night's battle, he killed Su Mu, severely injured Song Henian, and cut off Sima Rui's right arm.

Although spiritual power is lacking in this world, it is extremely powerful.

But it's not impossible to pò jiě.

His knife was already fast enough to break through the limit of speed, and in the case of close combat, Su Mu and Song Henian were still not his opponents.

As long as he finds out the flaws of the opponent and strikes first, so that his spiritual power is suitable for long-distance combat, and if he does not get effective play, he will naturally be able to defeat the enemy.

After all, for a god of war, it is easy to find the flaws of these people.

Song Henian and Sima Rui were wounded and fled.

Su Jian did not chase after Song Henian, but kept chasing Sima Rui to Jinwu Town.

After running for a day and a night, Sima Rui was chased by Su Jian so hard.

In the face of death, he found that he did not have as much courage as he imagined.

Even if he couldn't kill Su Jian, he didn't want to die under Su Jian's knife.

Sima Rui was as wet as a chicken in soup, embarrassed like a lost dog, after a lot of hardships, he tried his best, and finally felt that he had escaped from Su Jian's pursuit and fled into Jinwu Town.

If it weren't for the best knife wound medicine he was carrying, Sima Rui wouldn't have lasted so long.

Even so, when he fled into the Soul Inn, he was already at the end of his crossbow, the Venus in front of him was shaking, his brain was roaring, and his feet were floating as if he had stepped into a cloud, and he almost passed out.

Fortunately, at this time, he saw the seven lives of the shopkeeper of the Resurrection Inn.

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When he saw the wisps of cooking smoke coming from the chimneys of every house, and the fragrance of food wafting through the courtyards and streets and burrowing into his nostrils, Su Jian had a pleasant smile on his face!

"Soul Inn" was originally just an inconspicuous inn on the corner of the town, but no matter which inn has such a name, it will inevitably make people feel unspeakably weird.

Therefore, the small inn located in the middle of nowhere, the guests are even more crowded!

Su Jian seemed to have a soft spot for this inn, because his knife itself represented death, and he was not afraid of any bull, ghost, snake and god.

"Guest, do you want to stay in a hotel? What a coincidence that you came, we only have one room left, it's big and cheap, and you're satisfied!" The innkeeper Qifang is unusually friendly and enthusiastic, is this because of the bleak business, which makes him feel the pressure and constraints of life?

Or did he have a ghost in his heart when he faced Su Jian?

"If your inn changes its name, maybe business will be much better!" Su Jian said lightly.

"Hehe, if you change your name, you will lose your character, and you won't be able to attract guests with personality like the guest officer!" Qisheng said with a smile, "Only those heroes who are really not afraid of death will patronize my small shop, I worship them!"

"How much does it cost to stay a night?" Su Jian asked, he didn't think he was a good man, but it was true that he was not afraid of death!

"As long as 10 pieces of silver, counting a day's food and drink, it is only 35 pieces of silver. If the guest officer stays for a month, it will be so-so even if you have a silver tael!" Qiming's smile is even sweeter, no matter who sees such a smile, his heart will be more comfortable, not to mention that his price is absolutely reasonable and fair.

"Okay! Anyway, I have nowhere else to go, so I'll live here for a month first!" Su Jian began to take out the silver in the money bag, but his hand did not stretch out for a long time, and then a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if the guest officer doesn't have money, the small shop can be credited," Seven Lives' empathy is extraordinary, and there are not many inns that are willing to take the initiative to pay on credit.

Is this because the business of the small shop is too bleak? The owner doesn't want to miss any of the guests who come to stay overnight?

"Oh, thank you to Boss Seven Lives!" Su Jian arched his hand towards Seven Lives.

"Does the guest officer recognize you?" Seven Lives looked a little surprised.

"Haha! There is only one Soul Rejuvenation Inn in the entire Jinwu Town, I just don't want to know the Seventh Boss!" Su Jian said with a smile.

This is not a perfect explanation, but fortunately, Seven Lives is not a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, and it is not a pleasant thing to be recognized by others.

There is only one restaurant in the Resurrection Inn, where most of the guests who stay will eat.

The wine is aged bamboo leaf green, and the cup is a glowing jade cup, and the bamboo leaf green is poured into the jade cup like a flowing piece of crystal amber.

Su Jian really couldn't imagine that in such a small shop, every wine and dish, and even every tableware, were so exquisite that they were pleasing to the eye!

The tofu is burnt and tender, the peanuts are full and round, the beef noodles are steaming in a sea bowl, and the beef inside is even more fragrant!

Su Jian was already impatient to drink and eat, Sima Rui's light work was successful, and he was very cunning.

tracked Sima Rui for a whole day, not only Sima Rui was in pain, but Su Jian was already hungry.

Tasting the food made by the store, he even felt credited, he was really ashamed of his seven lives!

At the same time, Su Jian also quickly noticed that there were three other people eating in the restaurant with him.

A stout merchant, with his long thick shoulder in the corner, he was dressed in a coarse linen robe, with a pale golden complexion, and the most conspicuous thing was the vertical stripe between his eyebrows, as if he had three eyes.

A middle-aged man who looks like a bookkeeper is sitting not far from the merchant, and he is always fiddling with an abacus in his hand, which is not only like a dedicated bookkeeper, but also like calculating the life and death of others.

There was also a young man who looked like a scholar, who was closest to Su Jian, and who was sitting at the table opposite him.

This scholar was born elegant and delicate, his eyes were smart and sharp, his fingers were white and slender, he had a pen pinned to his waist, and he held a book in his hand, but there was not even a word on it.

The three of them seemed to appear out of nowhere, as if they had been sitting in the restaurant for a long time.

In short, when Su Jian saw these three people, he was immediately shocked!

Scholars are flowers!

This man is not surprising wherever he appears.

He was strange with two other people.

The two "dead people" of "Desperate Langjun" Xiao Erlang and "God Operator" Zhuge Xuan never imagined that they would be "resurrected" at the Soul Resurrection Inn!

"Hua Wanshu, you damn person is not dead, but the two of them who are already dead have returned their souls, this thing is really wonderful!" Su Jian sneered at Hua Wanshu.

"I don't understand what Your Excellency is talking about?, are we very familiar with each other?" Hua Wanshu asked as he gently turned the pen in his hand and looked at Su Jian with cold eyes.

Su Jian couldn't wait to rush up and punch this guy's nose.

This kid pretends to be, and his shameless kung fu is invincible!