Chapter 1243 Demon Sealing Town Demon Rampant

The expression on the old man's face was as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole body trembled like chaff, "You... did you just stay here all night?"

Xue An smiled lightly, "That's right!"

The old man's complexion changed, he took a deep look at Xue An, then took out a bamboo whistle from his pocket, and blew vigorously.

The whistle was sharp and spread all over the place.

In an instant, from behind the city gate, the crowd poured out like a tide, everyone was holding sticks, knives and forks in their hands, and then they all gathered together, looking at Xue An with fear and apprehension.

Xue An was slightly taken aback, but when he saw that these people were all in rags and their faces were pale, he couldn't help sighing inwardly, and then smiled.

"Why? Can't even a passer-by be taken in here?"

The crowd remained silent.

At this moment, only a weak and old voice came from the city.

"Let him in, he's not a ghost!"

After saying this, there were a few faint coughs, as if such a simple sentence had already made the owner of the voice unbearable.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd, but the voice was obviously very prestigious. Everyone had a look of relief on their faces, and then separated from each other and evaded a path.

Xue An smiled, and then walked inside.

Walking through the city gate, you can see rows of low and dilapidated houses, but unexpectedly, although the streets are not very spacious, they are very clean.

At this moment, the whole town was alarmed. When Xue An walked through the street, many heads poked out from the houses or alleys on both sides of the road.

Many people looked at Xue An with curious eyes.

Especially many children watched with excitement, and one even pointed at Xue An and shouted in a childish voice: "Mother, this brother looks so good when he walks!"

Hearing this, Xue An turned his head to look, and saw a girl who was only eight or nine years old looking at him eagerly.

Xue An smiled at her.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, but before she could react, she was dragged into the room by a woman in shabby clothes, and then there were scolding and the cry of a child.

Xue An touched his nose in embarrassment, then continued walking forward.

The town is not big, and it is only a few hundred meters from one end to the other.

But after walking around for a while, Xue An discovered that all businesses in this small town were withered, not to mention inns, and there was not even a place to eat on the street.

There is only a small vermilion building standing in the middle of the town, but it looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is even a little crooked, as if it will fall down at any time.

At this moment, the door of the small vermilion building was pushed open, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walked out of it.

This young man was dressed in coarse cloth, his body was thin, and his appearance could be called delicate, but there was an indescribable arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes.

But at this moment, the young man's face was covered with a layer of worry, and then he raised his head and said coldly to Xue An: "Outsiders, please come in, my grandpa wants to see you!"

After all, the boy turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Xue An didn't take it seriously at all, instead he cheerfully followed the young man into the small vermilion building.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a strong herbal smell.

The light in the room was extremely dark, and the windows were tightly sealed, not even a ray of light could penetrate.

In the huge living room, only an oil lamp on the table gave off a dim light, barely allowing people to see the surrounding layout clearly.

And on the bed by the table,

An old man was sitting against the wall, breathing heavily and painfully.

His lungs are like a broken bellows that is about to fall apart, every breath is so difficult, and mixed with a lot of noise, it sounds so harsh.

But even so, the old man's eyes were still so bright that they looked like two spirit beads in this dark room.

Especially when he saw Xue An walking in, the old man's eyes became even brighter, his gaze was like the blade of a knife, and he sized Xue An up bit by bit.

Regarding this, Xue An just smiled slightly, stood indifferently, and faced the old man's gaze directly, without any intention of dodging.

This reaction made the old man slightly taken aback.

Because he is very aware of how sharp his eyes are, not to mention ordinary people, even martial arts masters, when caught off guard, his mind will be shaken.

But this young man in white didn't show any expression, and endured all this calmly.

Could it be that he is a master of martial arts? But it doesn't look like it in appearance!

Or a preacher of Taoism?

But there is no fluctuation of Taoism on his body.

And in the old man's mind, Xue An was just like an ordinary young man, without any surprises.

This made the old man startled, or maybe because he was too surprised, the old man suddenly started coughing violently.

This kind of cough is different from the cough of ordinary people. The sound is so loud that it seems to cough up one's own lungs.

The young man rushed up almost instantly, and beat the old man's back familiarly.

But even so, it took quite a while before the old man's cough gradually stopped, and then he began to wheeze violently.

There was a look of grief in the boy's eyes, "Grandpa..."

The old man waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, then raised his head again and looked at Xue An.

"Young man, did you stay in the tea shed outside the city last night?"

Xue An nodded.

The old man's expression changed, "Then how did you get here?"

Xue An smiled, "Of course I came along the official road!"

Xue An's words changed the boy's expression.

The old man took a deep look at Xue An, "Then how long are you planning to stay here?"

"That's not sure, it may take a day or two, or it may take three to five months!" Xue An said lightly.

The old man was silent for a while, then nodded, "That's fine! Since it's a passing guest, I won't be able to accommodate him here, Yushu, take this young master down and arrange a place to live!"

The young man hesitated, but in the end he answered in a low voice, "Yes!"

After all, this young man named Yushu stepped forward and said coldly: "Follow me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left again, his words seemed to be full of hostility towards Xue An.

Xue An didn't take it seriously, but just cupped his hands at the old man, "If that's the case, then let's bother!"

After finishing speaking, he followed the jade book with a smile and left.

Although the town is small, there are many vacant houses.

Not far from this small vermilion building, there is an abandoned house.

Yu Shu opened the door and led Xue An in.

The room was deserted, with nothing but simple tables, chairs and beds.

"This is where you live, you can take care of the food yourself!" the boy said coldly.

Xue An was not picky, but nodded with a half-smile, "Thank you!".

But at this moment, the young man suddenly stepped forward and stood no more than one meter away from Xue An, then stared at Xue An firmly, and said in a cold voice.

"I don't care who you are, but since you have come to my Fengmo Town, you must abide by the rules here. This is the case when my grandfather is here, and the same is true when my grandfather is not here. You...do you understand?"