Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 55 Disdain for the Inn

Huan Yuechu explained, "This is a vengeful spirit that specifically lures living people and then drains their life essence." After saying that, she went straight back to her room to sleep!

Chongyang felt a wave of fear after hearing this; he had almost...

The next morning, as the group prepared to leave the inn and continue their journey, they found the inn's doors tightly shut and thick fog billowing around them, as if something was preventing them from leaving.

Huan Yue frowned and raised her hand to try to dispel the thick fog, but the fog did not budge.

Xiao Yichen walked toward the counter where the boss was, only to find that the boss had already disappeared.

"It seems there's been a formation set up here." Huan Yuechu's expression was serious as she searched her surroundings for clues about the formation's core.

At this moment, Wen Xingyu, who had been silent all along, spoke up, "Could it be related to the vengeful spirit from last night? Perhaps dealing with it will break the formation."

The group agreed, so they dispersed to search for traces of the vengeful spirit.

Suddenly, Chongyang shouted, and everyone rushed over to see what was happening. They saw many vengeful spirits' faces appearing on the wall, baring their teeth and claws as they pounced on him.

Huan Yuechu quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, sending beams of spiritual light towards the vengeful spirits.

But the number of vengeful spirits is increasing, and they are about to overwhelm them.

In the critical moment, Wen Xingyu took out a bead that emitted a blue light. The bead released a powerful force, temporarily forcing the vengeful spirits back.

Huan Yuechu seized the opportunity to find the core of the formation and broke it in one fell swoop.

As the thick fog dissipated, the inn's doors slowly opened.

No one dared to linger and hurriedly left the eerie place, continuing their unknown journey.

We hadn't gone far when the sky suddenly darkened, with dark clouds gathering and lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

Wen Xingyu looked up at the sky and said uneasily, "I feel like there's an even greater danger waiting for us."

Huan Yue stared straight ahead without glancing to the side, her eyes resolute. "No matter what it is, I'll deal with it one by one."

The group proceeded cautiously and soon arrived at a dilapidated temple.

The temple was surrounded by a putrid stench that made people want to vomit.

Before everyone could decide whether to go inside to take shelter from the rain, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the temple door opened by itself.

A sinister weeping sound came from inside, as if countless wronged souls were lamenting.

Xiao Yichen boldly stepped into the temple first, followed closely by the others.

Upon entering the temple, one sees a huge statue of a demon god with eyes flashing red light.

Suddenly, the weapon in the statue's hand swung towards them, and Huan Yuechu quickly pulled everyone to dodge.

After carefully examining the statue, Wen Xingyu shouted, "This statue is possessed by resentment. Destroying it might solve the problem!"

With everyone working together, they unleashed their strongest abilities to attack the statue.

After a fierce battle, the statue collapsed with a crash, the darkness dissipated, and sunlight shone again. They breathed a sigh of relief and set off for their destination once more.

The group walked along the winding path for a long time before finally seeing the outline of the Phantom Inn in the distance.

However, as they approached, they discovered that the inn was surrounded by a thin layer of purple mist.

Huan Yuechu became alert. "This fog looks strange. Everyone be careful."

I tried to dispel the fog with my spiritual power, but the fog instead wrapped around her arm, chilling her to the bone.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture by now! I shouted angrily, "Who is causing trouble here?"

Just then, a mysterious voice rang out, "Do you think you can go back so easily?"

Xiao Yichen shouted, "Who are you?"

A figure dressed in a black robe gradually emerged from the mist, but its face was not visible.

"I am the one whose plans were ruined by you. That demon statue was a key part of my scheme," the man in black robes said angrily.

Realizing that a fierce battle was inevitable, everyone assumed a fighting stance.

Huan Yuechu launched the first attack, sending an ice spike toward the black-robed man, who easily deflected it with a flick of his sleeve.

Wen Xingyu quietly circled around to the side, preparing to launch a sneak attack.

The man in black robes noticed the commotion, turned around and shot out a black beam of light. Wen Xingyu was unable to dodge in time and was about to be hit when Chongyang stepped in front of her and took the hit.

Seeing this, the crowd became even more enraged and launched a fierce attack together, ultimately defeating the man in black.

Afterwards, they successfully entered the Phantom Inn to rest.

After entering the Phantom Inn, everyone found a place to sit down and rest.

Huan Yue checked Chongyang's injuries and found that, fortunately, he was protected by the whistle and was not seriously injured.

Wen Xingyu flitted around the inn like a nimble bird.

Her bright eyes would scan her surroundings from time to time, and she would stop at each place, furrow her brows slightly, and mutter her own comments.

"These tables and chairs are arranged so haphazardly! And why are these walls so dilapidated?" Her words revealed a hint of disdain for the inn.

Upon hearing this, Chongyang flew into a rage! His eyes widened, his face flushed red, and he angrily pointed at the other person, shouting, "Hey! You actually dare to complain about this and that? If you're so capable, go back to where you came from! Don't get in my way!"

However, Wen Xingyu seemed not to hear Chongyang's strong reaction and completely ignored him.

She walked lightly towards Chongyang, then leaned down slightly, bringing her lips close to Chongyang's ear, and whispered with a hint of threat, "Hmph, don't forget that contract you signed yourself."

After speaking, Wen Xingyu straightened up and looked at Chongyang with a half-smile.

At this moment, Chongyang Festival seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly losing its luster.

The thought of that contract filled him with anger and resentment, but he could only suppress it, daring not to speak out. In the end, he could only glare fiercely at Wen Xingyu to express his unwillingness and helplessness.

I didn't take Wen Xingyu's undisguised disdain to heart at all.

After all, it's inevitable that someone like her, who has been pampered since childhood, would be somewhat willful and spoiled.

However, what interests me more are the entanglements between her and Chongyang.

Their story is probably far more complex than it appears on the surface...

As for me, I rushed into the inn like a gust of wind. As soon as I stepped through the door, I felt a great weight lifted off my shoulders, as if the heavy burden I had been carrying had vanished instantly.

As I lay back in the chair, I muttered to myself, "I'm so busy every day, I don't even have time to take a vacation, it's exhausting!" With that, I slumped into the chair, feeling weak and limp, not wanting to move an inch.

At the same time, Xu Yan also returned to the inn with light steps.

He appeared calm and composed, showing no signs of fatigue whatsoever.

Upon entering, he went straight to the tea table and sat down gracefully.

Then, he skillfully picked up the tea set and began to leisurely brew tea.

The movements were fluid and seamless, like a beautiful painting.

Xu Yan's subordinates, standing to the side, looked at each other, completely at a loss.