chapter 8 the Inn

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When Wuxian woke up and went to go get a bath and once he got in he started thinking to himself ‘ Lan zhan….. You got him… thank you. Please tell me my baby won't turn into an ice block…. I don't want that, he needs to be like both of us… i hope he's behaving in Gusu’ he then washed up and got out a few week later he was offered a lot of money for a “ghost” problem the thing is…… its in Jingling the hometown of the Jin’s… he doesn't know if he should go or not he needs the money but he doest want to go to Jingling… *they then offer the best wine they have*

‘Damn… i love wine too much’  he thought to himself as he walked through a forest on the way to Jingling. He still wore his mask and now he wears a cleansing necklace that he made so he doesn't have to constantly use his flute. So far it works pretty well. He really only uses his new core and the necklace now… the flute is just something he does now.

He saw a town ahead of him… he's arrived…


The first thing he did was go to the manner ‘so this it it…’ *he knocked on the door* “hello? It's  Xian the cultivator…” the door soon opened “Hello.. Thank you for coming” the man stepped aside for him to come in. After Wuxian looked around a little he summed up what he needed to do. “So…?” the man asked “I'll be back tomorrow. I need to cultivate enough energy to do it… how did you get such an evil spirit anyway?” the man looked nervous “i….i left my wife and she k!lled herself because i didn't want to be with her….. I loved another woman and i didnt want to cheat on her, so i left her ""oh, ok, you're a good man but i'd hate to ask for a little of my payment now… I need money for an Inn i dont like staying in other people's homes… no offense” “none taken..*he grabbed a little bit of his money and handed it to him* here half now and half later ""thank you” Wuxian grabbed the money and bowed then left.

As soon as he got to the Inn “i need a room for the night, 1 person” “ok sir that will be ### and your room is number 6” she grabbed the money he put up and gave him a key Wuxian heeded to his room and put his stuff down then walked back out and went to the bar.

Once he sat down he ordered his favorite wine that he's always gotten and put the cup under his mask to drink and listed for anything going on… “did you hear about the sect meeting going on?” “So what? They always have big sect meetings going on ""but Hanguang-Jun is going to be there!” the other person spit out their drink ”WHAT?!” “Yea!” The whole room went quiet and Wuxian looked as if he had seen one of his traumatic experiences as he spit out his drink. After awhile everyone went back to normal they continued on the conversation.

Wuxian grabbed another drink before heading to his room for the night.

To be continued...
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