The fog rapidly spread out, and in the blink of an eye, the outside was already shrouded in a thickness that seemed impossible to disperse.
Yue Qinghuan’s expression instantly became extremely ugly.
Because she discovered that her Divine Sense actually couldn’t penetrate this fog at all.
In other words, the only thing she could perceive right now was this small inn and nothing more.
The rain roared, but outside was a boundless sheet of white.
The cool breeze, tainted with the smell of rain, stirred those hanging rope loops, and the eeriness of it was beyond description.
"What do we do now?" Yue Qinghuan asked in a low voice.
Xue An chuckled lightly. "What else can we do? Naturally, we wait for the rain to stop!"
With that, Xue An turned and headed toward the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" Yue Qinghuan asked, a little frightened.
"Cooking!"
"Cooking?"
"That’s right! I saw there seem to be ingredients and cookware in the kitchen, so I figured I’d make something to eat. Aren’t you hungry?" Xue An said with a smile.
Yue Qinghuan didn’t really understand, but she truly didn’t want to stay in this desolate main hall facing that sinister rain and fog, so she said, "Wait for me, I’ll be your helper!"
The not-so-large kitchen was actually very tidy; all kinds of ingredients were neatly arranged, most of them being various mountain delicacies and wild game.
Some of the beasts, although already dead, still emitted a powerful aura, clearly not easy prey when they were alive.
Yet at this moment they all lay quietly on the chopping boards, without the slightest trace of a wound on them.
Seeing this, a glint flashed in Xue An’s eyes, but he said nothing, merely starting to cook with practiced ease.
With his culinary skills, in just a short while this small kitchen became lively.
The sound of hot oil sizzling, accompanied by the rich aroma of food, instantly drove away the eerie atmosphere of the inn.
Yue Qinghuan watched from the side, her eyes shining again and again.
In the blink of an eye, several dishes that were perfect in color, aroma, and taste were cooked, and Xue An rummaged several jars of good wine out of the cupboard. Then he sat down in the main hall and began drinking by himself.
Yue Qinghuan gobbled down the food.
Although with her strength and cultivation she no longer needed to eat or drink, dishes made with excellent craftsmanship were still something no one could refuse.
Xue An, however, did not eat; he merely took light sips of the wine in his cup.
This wine was unlike any type Xue An had drunk before, its flavor rich and mellow, like the endless mountains themselves, full of a mysterious undertone.
Outside, the heavy rain continued.
After finishing one plate of food, Yue Qinghuan finally slowed down, then poured herself a cup of wine and drank it down.
The rich alcohol almost instantly flushed her cheeks red.
She suddenly felt that this inn wasn’t frightening at all anymore. On the contrary, in the midst of the heavy rain, there was even a faint trace of warmth here.
Looking at Xue An drinking by himself, a thought suddenly flashed across Yue Qinghuan’s mind.
If only things could go on like this forever!
But just then, from within the fog outside the inn came a faint, eerie yet mysterious sound of bronze bells.
At first the bells sounded far away, but soon they grew closer and closer.
In the blink of an eye they were already clearly audible.
As the bells rang, the fog outside began to churn and stir.
At the same time, a woman’s voice could be faintly heard.
"The Yin Sha take to the road, all immortals make way!"
As soon as this woman’s voice entered, the ropes hanging on the wall behind the door immediately began to sway without any wind.
Next, a gust of icy wind surged crazily in from outside the door.
Then a figure wearing a wide-brimmed bamboo hat, their entire body shrouded within it, stepped into the room.
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