When the peddler was talking, the lights lit up in the lobby of the inn. Then he heard the shopkeeper say, "People, why did I tell you? I won't let you harass several guests. Why are you..." Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper had already looked at the Datongpu. He saw that the peddler held a long sword in his hand, which was already controlled by the big black man. He was so scared that the candle in his hand fell to the ground.

"People, are you crazy? How dare you be rude to these masters. They are all nobles, and their hairs are thicker than your waist..." The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat while the peddler begged for mercy to Gui Bugui: "Master, don't be as good as him. It's not easy for him to be away from a small business for many years. He has a bad temper... This is because he saw you booked a small shop and he had no place to live. Give me a face, and I will report to the officials as soon as the sky is dawn, and I will give you a few people to let you out. Don't lynch yours. Once the store dies, who dares to stay in the store in the future?"

While speaking, the shopkeeper looked at the big black man who had stopped the peddler. He was worried that once this big man had the intention to kill, if someone died in this small inn, he would be a bottomless pit for lawsuits. Maybe he worked hard over the years, and earned money from getting up early and working late, and the inn was the most taboo to die. It would be a bad idea to say it out. Who knows if you are a black shop here? It killed people and opened the government and continued to open the business?

Looking at the shopkeeper's panic, Gui Bugui smiled and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, and he is not the peddler you know..." While speaking, the old guy walked to the peddler and reached out to take off a thin human skin mask on his face.

Then the old guy pointed to the 'peddler' behind the mask and said to the shopkeeper: "Do you know this person?"

The inn shopkeeper was also shocked. The man who heard from the storyteller in the county town had said that a thief had a human skin mask on his face. But they were all taken as myths. Now I saw it with my own eyes and was naturally surprised. What exactly did this fake peddler want to do... "I don't know..." The shopkeeper replied blankly, and then continued: "I dare not say that all the people from all villages here can be called, but I must have seen them. This person is not from ours, but why did he learn peddlers so much? The movements of his words are the same... so similar..."

When he said this, the shopkeeper knew in his heart that he should not interfere in this matter. He smiled and said to Gui Bugui: "I am reckless... I'm still the same thing, don't make any deaths in the shop. I'm thanking you all here..."

While speaking, the shopkeeper bowed a circle and then stepped back and left the guest room. After the shopkeeper left, Bai Wuqiu continued to say to the 'peddler': "Say... who asked you to come! I'll give you a happy one. I can also plead for you for the King of Hell, so that it won't be difficult for it... What's wrong with you?"

When Bai Wuqiu was speaking, he saw the "traitor" who was restrained by him suddenly started bleeding from seven holes, and black and purple blood flowed out along his eyes, nose and mouth. He twitched a few times and then fell to the ground and died.

"There is something wrong with the shopkeeper!" Bai Wuqiu was stunned for a moment and also saw the problem. After screaming, he chased the shopkeeper who had just walked out.

Gui Bugui seemed to have the consequences of the 'peddler'. He just looked at the corpse that fell to the ground and was about to stop Bai Wuqiu, but he had already rushed out. After a while, Bai Wuqiu's voice sounded like a broken gong and said, "Old guy, come and see, the shopkeeper's family is dead..."

Gui Bugui then took Yan Jun and Xiao Rensan out and followed Bai Wuqiu's voice. He saw that he had arrived at the place where the shopkeeper lived in the backyard. At this time, the door of the room had been opened. After Gui Bugui went in, he took a look. He saw the couple who were lying on the bed, who were already extinguished. The two bodies were stiff and it seemed that they had been dead for a long time.

"I was strangled to death, so there was no bloody smell. Otherwise, you would have discovered it long ago, silly boy." After checking the body, Gui Bugui continued: "When we entered the store just now, the shopkeeper was still the one who greeted us. But when the peddler appeared, the shopkeeper had already replaced him."

"But I have already picked out all the pills from the peddler's mouth. Then how did he die?" Bai Wuqiu still couldn't figure this out, and continued to say to Gui Bugui: "Old guy, is that peddler carrying two suicide pills on his body? Is there anyone in the world who is determined to die?"

"It's a candle..." When Gui Bugui just wanted to answer, Yan Jun said first: "The peddler is just a small character. The person who sent him knows that he will probably fail, so he found someone to pretend to be the shopkeeper and come to destroy his mouth. The peddler should have taken some kind of poison before coming. However, this poison cannot be fatal immediately. Later, when the inn shopkeeper appeared, the candle in his hand should have been filled with another kind of medicine. The peddler will immediately die when he smelled the smell of the medicine."

"If anyone can't ask, let's ask the ghost!" Bai Wuqiu understood what Yan Jun said, and continued, "You two are experts, especially the King of Hell. Didn't this just hit the tip of your gun? If you ask the little devil of the peddler, don't you understand everything?"

"Silly boy, the person who sent the peddler had thought of what you could think of long ago." Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "I have checked the old man just now, and this person's body was restricted. After the death of a person, one soul and two spirits on his body will melt by themselves. This soul is now like a fool, and he can't ask anything..."

"Didn't we ginseng tell you a few, do you still have to think about this? The lice on Guangxiao's head is obviously..." At this time, Xiao Rensan suddenly spoke. After pausing for a moment, the little guy said again: "Isn't this what Tong Qizhen did? He wants to kill the King of Hell, and then put the shit basin on Lao Bushen's head. He provokes the little ghosts in the underworld to come and cause trouble for us..."

"Ginseng, maybe you wrongly accuse Tong Qizhen of this matter." Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "Now Yan Jun is 'living', which is the most powerful thing for him. As you said, he has taken the wrong plan. If you can't even understand this, then Tong Qizhen is not Tong Qizhen..."

When he said this, Gui Bugui smiled at Yan Jun, and then continued, "But no matter whether Tong Qizhen did this or not, we have to be energetic. Silly boy, go prepare the car, we won't wait for dawn. Let's go..."

"You'd better leave me here." At this time, Yan Jun suddenly said. After looking at the one person and two demons in front of him, it continued: "If I follow you, you will have endless troubles. I know how to solve my own affairs... I'll handle them myself, so I won't bother you."

"It's too late..." Gui Bugui smiled at Yan Jun and continued, "This matter is no longer possible. If something happens to you, the underworld will be truly in chaos. If it reaches a certain level of chaos, all forces are fighting for the dead souls. Instead of sending them to reincarnation... Even Tong Qizhen doesn't want to see such an ending. He has kept you until now, which is to avoid this situation."

When he said this, Gui Bugui personally helped Yan Jun walk outside the inn. The old guy continued as he walked: "When the time comes, Yan Jun, think about what kind of scene it would be? There are only dead people, no strangers... In this case, just wait for the world and the underworld to die together..."
Chapter completed!