Infinite Journey

Tang San raised his brows and said, "So confident, then I really want to see it."

The boy led the way in front of Tang San: "Sir, go this way, this street used to be the Yuelai Inn, the Yuelai Inn is not a big inn, it can only be regarded as a small inn in Tiancheng, it would be better if you go first. The inn, I can introduce it to you."

Holding the horse with one hand, Tang San followed the boy through the middle of the road. The streets were lined with ordinary bungalows, and occasionally a tall western-style house could be seen. These were all villas or mansions built by powerful people attracted by Western culture.

The impact of Western civilization not only brought technological and ideological influences to the Eastern Republic, but also caused shocks and collisions in culture. The favorite thing for some nobles who admire Western civilization is to copy various creations of the West and put them in their own hands. Reappearing, thus winning the envy of countless people, and at the same time showing his wealth and power.

Tang San didn't care about this phenomenon. No matter what kind of civilization collision, it was meaningless to him in the age of information explosion. From a purely technological point of view, the human sea on this planet was far behind. The only thing that attracted Tang San was the mysterious and unpredictable skill of martial arts.

Following the boy quickly across the intersection, a street where inns and restaurants converge appeared in his sight.

The young man said respectfully, "Sir, this is the street of the inn, and the last one at the end of the street is the Yuelai Inn. The price is medium, neither high nor low, and business is normal."

Tang San nodded and said, "Really, let's keep going."

A few minutes later, they came to the front of Yuelai Inn.

The inn's second saw Tang San coming with the horse, and said with a professional smile, "This guest officer, please, let me lead the horse for you."

Tang San looked at Xiao Er and said, "Use the best forage, you know."

Xiao Er nodded and said, "Okay, please come from the guest officer."

Saying that, he beckoned to a guy at the store door and asked him to sign Tang San's horses to the backyard.

Tang Sa followed Xiao Er into the gate of the inn. He turned his head and said to the young man behind him, "You are waiting for me here, I need you to continue to lead the way later."

, The young man nodded quickly and said, "Yes, sir."

Entering the inn, Tang San went directly to the counter, where an old man in his 50s or 60s was busy, he was probably the shopkeeper here.

Tang San looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Manager, I want to go here."

Speaking of which, Tang San took out his Ghost Hunter token and placed it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took a look, raised his eyes, and said to Xiao Er behind Tang San, "Take him to Room No. 1 Tianzi."

When Xiao Er heard the words, his eyes lit up and he said, "Okay."

After speaking, he respectfully said to Tang San, "Sir, please come this way."

Taking the lead, with the imposing manner of a pawn, he took Tang San to the backyard, and soon came to a small independent courtyard. He pushed the door and stepped into the courtyard. It was very quiet and even planted with flowers and plants, which was elegant. surroundings.

Xiao Er said with a straight face, "Sir, Tian Cheng's deacon is inside. You can go in. If you come here again in the future, you can enter here directly as long as you show the token."

Tang San nodded and said, "Thank you for leading the way, this is for you."

With a flick of the finger, two silver dollars flew up and fell into Xiao Er's hands.

, Holding the silver dollar, Xiao Er's eyes flashed for a while, and said to Tang San: "Thank you sir for your generosity, by the way, sir, I know you are here for the ghost clan. Several ghost hunters have disappeared, and many of them are at the peak of foreign power. Master, please be more careful."

When Tang San heard the words, his heart trembled slightly, and said to Xiao Er, "Thank you, I understand."

Xiao Er carried two silver dollars and left with a happy face. This world is chaotic and difficult. Twenty years after the revolution, the republic has only initially stabilized and a complete administrative system has been established. There are many bandits and bandits. The world, for him, an ordinary person with little power, saving more money is the last word.

A generous person like Tang San, he usually does his best to provide them with news and services, and the final reward is often expensive. This is his way of survival.

After entering the courtyard, Tangshan came to the door of the courtyard and gently pushed in. It was not a guest room in the traditional sense, but a place that was transformed into a bar.

On the wine table inside, there were several martial artists with strong breath. They were drinking small wine or talking to each other. From time to time, they would also look at the side of the bar, an upright wooden board with many mission notices on it. Consider whether or not to approach the assignment.

Tang San's appearance quickly startled them, and they were all secretly startled when they said that they set their sights on Tang San.

They all make a living by licking blood with a knife, and they are very familiar with the smell of blood. Although ordinary people can't see it, they can feel the strong murderous aura on Tang San's body. Some murderous, definitely a ruthless character.

Tang San came to the counter, and inside sat a middle-aged man in his forties, with a sallow complexion and gray hair, as if he was getting old before he got old. He was playing with the wine jars when he saw Tang San coming and said : "A new face, from other places."

Tang San said: "Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The man looked at Tang San and said, "My surname is Zhao, I am the deacon of the Tiancheng Ghost Hunting Guild, you can call me Deacon Zhao, why are you here? "

Tang San took out what Tan Wu Jiu gave him from his arms and said, "I'm here for this."

The middle-aged man looked at the task in Tang San's hands, frowning at him and said: "This matter has been raging, the guild has already made an assessment, this is a very hungry ghoul that is about to break through, very powerful, this task has already been With restrictions, ordinary ghost hunters cannot accept this task."

Tang San was slightly taken aback and said, "I can't accept it, why?"

Deacon Zhao said: "In order to prevent you from going to death and add nutrients to this extremely hungry ghoul, the bodies of warriors are their favorite food. The guild has sent a request to the nearest Tianxing Sect for help, and there will be Tianxing soon. Master Zong has come to deal with this matter."

After listening to Tang San, he smiled slightly and said, "Deacon Zhao, you don't have to wait, I am a disciple sent by the Tianxing Sect to deal with this matter."

Hearing this, it was Deacon Zhao's turn to be stunned, looking at Tang San and said, "You are a disciple of the Tianxing Sect."

Tang San nodded and said, "Yes. I am the closed disciple of the Tianxing Sect Elder Tan."

When Deacon Zhao heard the words, his expression sank and he said, "But you are only a master of foreign skills. What is the Tianxing Sect doing, such a big event, to send someone like you with insufficient martial arts here."

Seeing the solemnity in Deacon Zhao's eyes, Tang San smiled lightly and said, "Deacon Zhao, although I'm only a master of external skills, as long as I'm not a powerhouse in the world of internal skills, I can push everything horizontally."