891: C891 The Key to Survival

C891 The Key to Survival

However, Ye Bufan felt that the danger was totally worth it because he had found out two very important things. One was that Qingrou was still the same cold-faced assassin as before. She would only smile at Ye Bufan alone.

The other was the viscous liquid that splashed out from the Scarlet Flame Flower. Its power was terrifying. In the future, it would be a trump card when facing a powerful opponent, and it could play a key role in saving one's life.

When he thought of this, his face couldn't help but reveal a happy smile. He let out a heavy breath, but the tiredness between his brows couldn't be concealed.

Time passed very quickly. When the room fell into darkness, Ye Bufan's long and uniform breathing could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Bufan woke up from his sleep. Slowly opening his eyes, two glaring rays of light shot out from the darkness. The room was still immersed in the darkness, and it seemed like he hadn't slept for too long. However, Ye Bufan's spirit had also been fully recovered.

Stepping off the bed, Ye Bufan's face was full of energy. The explosive force returned to his body. This sleep was unprecedentedly comfortable. All the exhaustion was swept away, and he returned to his best state.

Ye Bufan suspected that his work and breathing had changed. He felt especially tired during the day. At night, he was incomparably energetic, just like now. According to normal people's working hours habits, they should enter a comfortable sleep now, but Ye Bufan wanted to go out for a stroll. However, there was no trace of sleepiness on his face.

Of course, this was also related to having experienced too many things during the day, which was why he was so tired. Thinking of this, Ye Bufan shook his head with a bitter smile. He was afraid that the biological clock would not be able to adjust for the time being. Only when he was strong enough and did not fear any threats could he live a peaceful and carefree life.

For cultivators, what they desired was not peace, but a challenge filled with excitement. Even if there were many dangers, it was more motivation for them to continue living a peaceful life than to live a peaceful life.

Otherwise, Ye Bufan would not have come to an unknown world and abandoned his high and mighty invincibility, choosing to start a new journey.

When he opened the door, the dark environment was silent. Usually, any subtle and undetectable sound would be especially loud and clear at this moment. Ye Bufan carefully walked out of the room and supported the wooden staircase with both hands that had a trace of coldness. Then he looked down.

Through the darkness, he could vaguely see the door was tightly shut, blocking the hazy moonlight that was about to shine on him. There was no one on the counter. Ye Bufan frowned. The door was now tightly shut. He could only give up on the idea of going out for a stroll. He could only wait for the sun to rise.

No matter where it was, the inn would not close during the day and night. The inn that he lived in today seemed a little different. It was not even past midnight. It had actually closed early. Of course, it could be because of some reason. Therefore, Ye Bufan didn't think about other unusual things.

Shaking his head, Ye Bufan returned to his room. After closing the door, he laid down on the bed again.

He did not know what kind of person Chung Ling was. Could she protect Qingrou's safety?

As his thoughts spun rapidly, Ye Bufan's mind sank into deep thought. Whether it was in the original world or the current world, Ye Bufan had a habit that had never changed. When he calmed down, he liked to think about things that he did not understand. He wanted to use this to pass the boring time.

Time passed unknowingly, and Ye Bufan was completely immersed in his unconscious thoughts. Questions flashed in his mind one after another, and he calmed down to sort out what he had experienced. Only now did Ye Bufan realize that there were so many questions buried in his heart, and he was waiting for reasonable answers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without knowing when, Ye Bufan was awakened by a series of rapid knocks on the door. He quickly got up from the bed, and with a calm expression, he went to the tightly shut door. It was already so late, who was knocking on the door?

"Who is it?"

At this moment, the knocking on the door stopped. At the same time, a hoarse male voice came from outside.

"May I ask if you are Ye Bufan?"

This person actually knows my name. Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment. A thoughtful look appeared on his face, and his mind quickly recalled this person's unique and hoarse voice. However, he still couldn't recall this person's identity. Ye Bufan was almost certain. He didn't know this person at all.

Who is he? How did he know my name?

"Who are you?" Ye Bufan didn't immediately open the door, but continued to ask in a deep voice.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is whether you want to see your woman again." Although the hoarse voice was very calm, it caused a huge commotion in Ye Bufan's heart.

Could Qingrou have been taken away by this guy?

No, how could Chung Ling's almost invincible strength not protect Qingrou, unless...

Ye Bufan did not dare to think any further. As the saying goes, impossible things often happen. Perhaps Chung Ling had encountered something that made her unable to protect Qingrou.

"She is in your hands?" Ye Bufan asked with a trembling voice. He clenched his fists tightly. Ye Bufan controlled his anger and forced himself to calm down.

"That's right. If you want to see her, come with me."0

At this time, Ye Bufan knew that the people outside were plotting something, but he had no other choice. For Qingrou, he had to listen to this person's orders for the time being. However, he was thinking of a way to save Qingrou.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Bufan's face was as calm as water. Even if he got closer, he could not see any signs of anger. Then, he opened the door. In the dim environment, there was a person standing at the door. He was in his forties, and he was skinny. His face looked like a pendant. He had a goatee on his mouth, and his eyes were flashing. People could tell that he was not a simple person at first glance.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Ye Bufan walk out, the middle-aged man smiled and said in a hoarse voice.

Ye Bufan nodded expressionlessly and followed closely behind the middle-aged man. When he walked downstairs, Ye Bufan was secretly shocked. The door of the inn had been tightly shut, but now it was open. The gentle moonlight outside took the opportunity to enter.

Under the silent environment, the wide open door and the gentle moonlight, Ye Bufan looked vigilantly at the back of the middle-aged man. He felt that something was wrong, or even strange.

Because he linked the current scene with the inn's unprecedented closing of the door, and it was very likely that the middle-aged man was related to this inn. Otherwise, he would not have opened the door so easily. In such a quiet environment... However, Ye Bufan didn't hear any movement. This was enough to explain the strangeness of the situation.

Ye Bufan deliberately let his mind silently envelop the entire inn. Immediately after that, his face was filled with shock. He couldn't even feel the Qi of a living person in the huge inn. It was deathly silent. Even the middle-aged man who was leading the way was the same.

The distance was only a short one or two meters. If the inn was too big and there was a deviation in the sense, then the middle-aged man's aura definitely wouldn't be wrong.

Could it be that the person leading the way is a dead man?

Thinking about it carefully, Ye Bufan wasn't that shocked, because he had seen a dead man who could move freely before. From the surface, it seemed like he was no different from a normal person.

No matter what, Qingrou was in their hands. Ye Bufan could only give up all thoughts and follow the middle-aged man honestly.

Under the darkness of the night, the streets that were bustling with noise and excitement during the day seemed very empty. It was cold and lonely, and there was a thick desolate atmosphere everywhere. The two of them walked on the originally empty streets. A clear and loud sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night.

Vaguely, it made people smell a strange smell.

The middle-aged man walked silently, like a ghost. Ye Bufan deliberately observed and was surprised to find that... The middle-aged man's feet did not step on the ground. Of course, he was only one centimeter away from the ground. This kind of subtle distance would not have been noticed if one did not have keen observation skills.

It was equivalent to walking in the air. Moreover, his movements weren't very fast, which was why he didn't make any sound.

Ye Bufan's body tensed up. The whole way was strangely calm, but his heart was extremely nervous. This middle-aged man's body was full of strange things. It was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying things he would have to go through later.

After walking for about two hours, Ye Bufan arrived at the west side of the main city. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Ye Bufan couldn't help but frown. The surrounding buildings were in tatters. This should be the place where the poor gather. What was the middle-aged man doing here? Could it be that their people were hiding here?

"We're here."

When they reached a slightly larger house, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped his drifting body. He turned his head and squeezed out an extremely unsightly smile as he said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go in."

Here?

Although it was a relatively larger courtyard, it was in tatters. There were even several walls that were showing signs of collapsing. Perhaps due to the erosion of time, the red door... There were many places that revealed a pale color, and there were layers of thick fallen leaves piled up at the door.

The faint smell of moldy could be smelled. This courtyard should not have been inhabited for many years. Ye Bufan frowned even more tightly. They actually hid in this place. It was indeed hidden, but it did not seem like there were people living here. Could it be that they had just arrived here not long ago?

Creak, creak, creak. The middle-aged man slowly pushed open the old and worn-out door, letting out an unpleasant and ear-piercing sound. Ye Bufan quickly organized his thoughts and followed behind the middle-aged man.

The ground in the courtyard was full of bumps and hollows. Not even a blade of grass could grow on it. It was extremely desolate. The middle-aged man walked straight to the middle of the house and stopped on the moss-covered stairs in front of the door.

"You can go in yourself."

After saying that, the middle-aged man silently walked towards the other exit of the courtyard.

Looking at the middle-aged man's strange back, Ye Bufan's face was full of surprise and doubt, but at this time, he had no other choice. For Qingrou, he had to meet the person who wanted to see him.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hands and pushed the hard door. The door slowly opened under Ye Bufan's push. The scene inside was clearly shown in Ye Bufan's eyes. The room was brightly lit, and the furnishings were like the desolate courtyard. It was simple and shabby. The only chair in the middle of the room was a fat man sitting on it.

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