Chapter 1533: Netherworld, Other Shore Flower 8
At this moment, Sang Ming spoke up,
"Miss Su, I have never invited anyone to this humble abode before, I hope you will not mind its simplicity."
Su Yan shook her head,
"Not at all."
Sang Ming nodded and continued,
"You may rest here tonight."
"Okay."
"Please come this way, miss."
Then, Sang Ming led Su Yan to the right along the corridor.
Su Yan’s hand was still dragging two snakes.
Looking at these two people alone,
a talented man and a beautiful woman, they were a perfect match.
It’s just that this woman’s hand was clutching the snake tails, dragging two half-human half-snake monsters, making the scene appear a bit peculiar and eerie.
Until Sang Ming stopped at the door of a room.
He reached out and pushed the door open.
"You may rest here, miss."
The room, though not filled with many things,
was very tidy.
The room was cleaned regularly, not covered in dust.
Sang Ming spoke again,
"If there’s anything you’re not accustomed to, feel free to tell me. My room is right next to yours."
Su Yan nodded,
"Alright."
Then, Sang Ming took his leave.
No longer did he disturb.
Throughout, he seemed like a true gentleman.
At this moment, Xiao Hua couldn’t help but say,
"Host, this place feels strange."
Su Yan looked around and responded,
"Yes."
Then, she said nothing more.
After a while, Xiao Hua spoke again,
"Host, what are you thinking about?"
Su Yan sat by the bed,
"Thinking about the person who flays."
"Have you thought of a way to find her, Host?"
"No."
Only by finding Hu Rou can she lead them to the Netherworld.
Su Yan showed no signs of urgency over the matter.
About heading to the Netherworld,
whether to go or not.
Only now being drawn here,
it seems that only by going to the Netherworld can she find the way out.
Su Yan lay on the bed, closing her eyes.
"Xiao Hua."
"Yes?"
"Do you have any information on Hu Rou?"
"Please wait a moment, Host."
After a while,
Xiao Hua spoke,
"Host, Xiao Hua searched the radius of a hundred miles and indeed found someone named Hu Rou.
But she died three years ago."
"Died?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"She was beautiful, married for less than a month, had a promiscuous conduct, flirted everywhere, a very bad reputation.
According to local customs, such a woman is a curse, a demon, and in the end, her face was slashed, and she drowned."
Su Yan listened,
and then asked,
"How far is the place she lived from here?"
"About half a day’s carriage ride, not very far."
"We’ll visit tomorrow."
"Alright, Host."
After chatting, soon, Su Yan fell asleep.
In the dead of night,
she was awakened by a melodious zither sound.
She opened her eyes and sat up.
In this residence, only Su Yan and Sang Ming were present.
So, now playing the zither, it must be him.
She didn’t originally want to go out,
but the zither’s notes kept on coming.
In the end, she had to get up and go out.
Xiao Hua whispered,
"Host, Xiao Hua feels like you don’t really want to deal with him."
Su Yan replied,
"Don’t want to."
"Isn’t he supposed to be Lord Hero?"
"I don’t know."
"You don’t know?"
It was Xiao Hua’s first time hearing such an answer.
Exiting the room,
she walked along the corridor.
Until she reached the main hall.
There she saw him dressed in red,
sitting before the Jiao Wei Zither, strumming its strings.
Beautiful sounds came forth.
Sang Ming noticed someone coming.
His phoenix eyes lifted, his smile deepened.
A seductive smile saturated the air,
"In the long night, miss seems to be sleepless."