Donglai Inn.

Li Xiuran and Yang Wenxin, Chi Qingwan led her horse on the street, saw the sign in the distance, and walked straight over.

As soon as he entered the door, the waiter warmly welcomed him: "Three guests, are you a top student or staying in a hotel?"

"Everyone wants to prepare three rooms for me, make a few special dishes, and then make a pot of wine." Li Xiuran said lightly.

"Take the horse at the door down and serve you very well." Chi Qingwan added.

"Don't worry, if there is a problem with the horse, please ask me. Guest, please sit here first, I'll make arrangements for you." The waiter suddenly became a little more enthusiastic, led the three of them to an empty table, wiping the table and bench diligently, and pouring each of them tea with a cup of tea.

Li Xiuran glanced around. There were not many people in the inn, only a few tables of guests were having dinner, and most of the remaining tables were empty.

Li Xiuran withdrew his gaze, sat down and looked at the waiter, and asked as if nothing had happened: "The business in the store doesn't seem to be very good. It's just the meal time, why are there just a few people here to visit?"

"It's good if someone comes to eat. I was so sad a while ago..." The waiter smiled bitterly, and was about to pour out bitterness.

"cough!"

A cough suddenly came from beside him. A man who looked like a shopkeeper stood behind the counter and immediately looked at him with a calm face, his eyes full of warnings.

The waiter's face changed, and he realized that he had lost his words, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Has the ban ordered to be issued... Li Xiuran glanced at the shopkeeper and knew that the waiter probably didn't dare to say it, but continued to whine:

"Oh? The location of your inn is good. The business should be good. Why is it miserable? Is it because the food is not good or there is a problem with the room?"

The waiter hurriedly said, "That's not possible. Our inn is well-known in the county. The food is famous for its deliciousness and the rooms are all top-notch. Please feel free to eat, three guests, even if you live, if you have any questions, you will ask me."

Chi Qingwan raised her eyebrows: "Is that so? The food is delicious, the room is good, and with such a good location, the business should not be better? Why is it still so deserted?

It’s not your problem, is it the problem of the county?”

"Well……"

The waiter was speechless and laughed dryly: "What can happen to the county? There is nothing to do. Guest, please wait a moment. I will arrange wine and food for you now."

"snort!"

A cold snorted suddenly sounded next to him. A middle-aged man at the next table turned around with a calm face, his face slightly rosy, with a little drunkenness. He looked at the waiter and said angrily:

"Everyone is almost dead, but he still calls it okay? Is it okay to wait until the whole county has died and the family is dead?"

The waiter's face suddenly froze.

Li Xiuran, Yang Wenxin, Chi Qingwan and the other two had their eyes lit up at the same time, and they immediately turned around and looked at the person who was talking.

"Brother, according to your opinion, has something really happened to the county?" Li Xiuran asked tentatively.

"Ahem!"

In the distance, a hint of anxiety flashed across the shopkeeper's face. Looking at the middle-aged man, he quickly coughed twice again, wanting to remind him not to speak randomly.

"You're coughing, why are you doing this? I'm so concerned about the waiter. Do you still want to take care of me?" The middle-aged man glanced at him, ignored him at all, and started to mock him.

The shopkeeper suddenly looked embarrassed and said in anger: "Luo Er, if you drink too much, go home and go to bed. Don't be talking nonsense here."

"Hahahaha, I'm talking nonsense?"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, then looked at the shopkeeper with contempt and said, "Don't you know what the situation in the county is? It's clear that you are talking lies with your eyes open. Are you embarrassed to say that I'm talking nonsense?"

The shopkeeper turned dark and looked at the man and said in a deep voice: "Luo Er, you are tired of living, are you? Dare to talk too much here? Forgot..."

"I haven't forgotten, but I just want to say that I'm the only one left in my family anyway, and I have no chance to live, and it's a relief to die. But tonight, I have to scold those dog officials first, and it's enough to curse them to the next day!"

The man took a sip of wine, his eyes were determined, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face: "Most of the people in the county were dead, and some villages did not survive. I heard that other places were also implicated and suffered disasters, and countless people died.

So many lives were killed by those dog officials!

If they had pacified the corpse monster as soon as possible, how could the situation develop so much that so many people would lose their lives in vain?

I have pity for my family of seven, and I am the only one left.”

A trace of pain flashed across the man's face, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at the shopkeeper: "Your eldest and second son were also killed by the corpse monster. Do you have no regrets at all? Don't you have a complaint?

They told you not to say too much, and you really endured it? Your eldest and second son lost their lives in vain?"

More than half of the people in the county died... How many people would die?

Li Xiuran's eyelids twitched when he heard this. The first corpse monster broke out in Qiu County. As the source of this incident, the disaster must have been the first to be affected. Before he came, he thought that the situation would be very serious, but he did not expect it to be so serious.

Yang Wenxin and Chi Qingwan's faces also completely sunk.

The shopkeeper's face froze first, then fell silent, then seemed to have been aroused by him, and a trace of pain appeared on his face. Then he suddenly woke up, ran to the door, poked his head out and looked out. Seeing that there was no one around, he felt relieved and came in and closed the store directly.

Then he turned around and sat down at the middle-aged man's table, picked up the wine glass and pot and poured himself a glass, raised his head and drank it all, and then poured another glass.

He drank three glasses in a row, then clinked and smashed the wine glass directly on the table, looking at the man with grief and anger: "Who said I don't hate? My three sons, both of them are dead, how can I not hate?"

"Ahem!"

The waiter next to him quickly coughed twice, wanting to remind the shopkeeper.

"Shut up!"

The shopkeeper glared at him.

The waiter was stunned, and then looked amused and laughed. But you didn't let me say it just now, why did you say it yourself?

The shopkeeper turned his head and looked at the man with a look of dissatisfaction, and continued, "But what's the use of hatred? So many people died, and the magistrate was fine. It shows how deep his background is. Now that I have issued a ban, if I say something more, I'm afraid I'll die if I find it.

My wife went there early, and now the eldest and second brothers are gone. If I die again, the underage third brothers will be left. Can he survive in the future by relying on him?"

The man was speechless and punched the table with the last punch, gritting his teeth and said, "It's all the fault of that damn dog official!"
Chapter completed!