Lin Fan looked at the shopkeeper with a embarrassed look on his face.

The shopkeeper does this job and knows countless people.

What's more, he is the shopkeeper of one of the best inns in Qinglong Mansion.

His eyesight is extremely powerful. When he saw the embarrassment on Lin Fan's face, he smiled and said, "Did you forget to bring the silver? It doesn't matter, the two guests will just go back to pick it up."

The shopkeeper is giving the two of them a way out.

If the home is close, do you still need to stay in the inn?

Lin Fan looked at him with gratitude and bowed and said, "Let's come back, thank you for the shopkeeper."

"Two guests, please go slowly." The shopkeeper said politely, not looking down on the two of them at all.

Even though the two of them were dressed in his eyes, they were quite ragged.

"Let's go." Lin Fan took Wang Gouzi and walked out.

Wang Gouzi frowned and asked in a low voice: "My benefactor, you are a monk. Do you don't have a few pieces of gold on you? You don't even have a tael of silver?"

Lin Fan felt speechless, "Damn, I have money, but I have to collect RMB."

At this time, the shopkeeper heard Wang Gouzi's words, and he looked at Lin Fan and Wang Gouzi strangely.

He hurriedly walked up and the shopkeeper said politely: "Two guests, please wait."

The two of them had already walked outside the inn gate at this time.

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Fan, but asked directly: "This guest official, are you a monk?"

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded and did not deny it.

He also saw that the shopkeeper's attitude had not changed much, and he did not have the expression of surprise in Qingshan Village before. Everyone knew that he was a monk.

Qinglong City is so huge and this inn is so huge, of course it is not that simple behind it.

I'm afraid the shopkeeper has seen many monks.

The shopkeeper said: "The big boss of our inn once said that if a monk stays in a hotel, he will not be allowed to pay money. He can be treated with the best treatment. Please invite the guest officials."

Wang Gouzi asked Lin Fan strangely: "Where are there anyone so stupid? Don't you charge money?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Fan patted Wang Gouzi on the back of his head.

"I'm here to thank the boss here." Lin Fan said.

Then he looked up at the name of the inn.

He was brought in by Wang Gouzi before, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

Tingyun Pavilion.

This name is quite unique.

The shopkeeper took the two of them into the room and then said to the waiter in the store: "Take two guests to the best room first!"

"Okay."

The waiter respectfully took Lin Fan and Wang Gouzi upstairs and arranged two of the best rooms.

In this room, it is antique and there is a faint fragrance inside.

The room is quite large, and all kinds of things should be found, and it is quite luxurious.

"I didn't expect that I could still make a favor when I stayed in a store." Lin Fan shook his head speechlessly: "It seems that I have to make some money."

The big boss of this inn asked the monks to stay for free, and even if they didn't ask for anything, Lin Fan was going to give up his personal favor.

As for making money, it is even more difficult for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan is right as a monk, but how can he make money if he is not familiar with the place?

Could it be that he was a master in the late stage of the Wonderland to run to the street to perform his skills?

Then, I stood by the roadside and shouted: "Look at it, this sword can fly by itself, it's a strange story for all ages!"

"All those who have money can support money, and those who don't have money can support personal money."

Just thinking about it, Lin Fan had a headache.

This is really a lack of money to stump the hero. Today, people ask you to live for free, but can you keep living for free?

Just thinking about this.

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in." Lin Fan said to the door.

At this time, the shopkeeper walked in with a brand new dress. The clothes looked very valuable and were all made of silk.

The shopkeeper said politely: "I don't know what to call this guest?"

"Just call me Lin Fan."

The shopkeeper nodded: "Official Lin Ke, this is the clothes my master asked me to send you. I just took a look at your figure. My master will come to visit Mr. Lin Ke later."

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded with a smile, and he said, "It just so happens that I have many questions to ask the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper put the clothes on the table and said, "Customer, please ask."

"Have you heard of the Rakshasa Sect?" Lin Fan asked.

The shopkeeper's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled and said, "No one knows the name of the Rakshasa Sect, and no one knows it. If you are a monk, you should know it too?"

"Does the shopkeeper know where the Rakshasa Sect is? I need to go to the Rakshasa Sect when I go downstairs." Lin Fan said.

The shopkeeper lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing when you go to Rakshasa Sect?"

Lin Fan did not answer, and the shopkeeper knew that he had said too much, saying, "I really can't say much about these questions. My master is here, so Lin Keguan can ask more."

"Yeah, I'm sorry." Lin Fan nodded.

The shopkeeper then stepped down.

In fact, Lin Fan was wearing silk clothes given by Wang Hu, but it was much worse than the one sent by the shopkeeper.

But Lin Fan did not move the dress either.

This big boss is going to visit him, and then he will wear other people's clothes and live in other people's houses.

It is hard for me to refuse any requests from others.

Now I haven’t really settled in it yet. If I ask too much, I will just turn around and leave.

Not long after, the door opened, and what Lin Fan did not expect was a beautiful woman walking in.

The woman is about twenty-one or two years old, wearing a purple dress, she comes in a pretty face, and has a well-educated and elegant temperament.

Lin Fan looked at the woman interestingly. This woman was a monk.

Moreover, his cultivation has reached the third-level Taoist priest realm.

"This young master, Mu Zijuan is so polite." The girl bowed and bowed.

"Girl, are you the boss mentioned by the shopkeeper?" Lin Fan asked.

Mu Zijuan laughed and said, "I laughed at you, my family does some small businesses to make a living."

Lin Fan nodded slightly, and Mu Zijuan said, "Young Master is a monk. Although it is a bit presumptuous, what is your cultivation level?"

"First-level realm." Lin Fan said.

This is also his habit. He is not familiar with the place. Although Mu Zijuan has a good attitude, no one knows her purpose. Lin Fan consciously keeps some of the bottom line.

After hearing the first-class realm of real people, Mu Zijuan showed a hint of joy on her face, but it quickly disappeared.

Lin Fan noticed it.

Mu Zijuan became even more polite and said, "I have some troubles, I want to ask the young master to help me."

When Lin Fan heard this, he became confused and asked, "But it's okay."

"I am also a cultivator, but my talent is slightly inferior in practice. I want to ask the young master for some advice." Mu Zijuan said.
Chapter completed!