Chapter 61: Xiao Chunshui

  Ding Yan found an inn and stayed there.

  Three days later, the small town of Heji was filled with many unfamiliar faces. The entrance to the Deathless Devil City was unknown to anyone, and even on the remaining maps, only a rough direction was marked. Heji Town was just located at the center of this direction. In addition, there were cultivators coming and going in many towns around, these cultivators should be the scattered immortals sent by their backers to gather information.

  Ding Yan sat on the second floor of the inn, holding a jug of wine in his hand, sipping slowly.

  The first floor of the inn is a place for drinking tea and chatting, where many people gather below, talking freely. Among them are merchants, escorts, and martial artists, as well as those monks who have infiltrated this place to gather information.

  Ding Yan poured wine into his cup and took a sip.

  Wine is a home-brewed wheat wine made by farmers, which is cheap. Many passing guests like this wine.

  Ding Yan bought three jugs and has been drinking from dawn till now.

  He drank very slowly, compared with those Jianghu heroes, his drinking speed can be said to be snail-like.

  "Good wine and elegant gathering, I wonder if there's an opportunity for me to share a drink with you?"

  The speaker was a young nobleman in brocade clothes.

  Ding Yan raised his head, looked at the man for a moment, and didn't say anything. He continued to savor the remaining fine wine in his cup. The young master in brocade clothes laughed and sat down opposite Ding Yan, casually opening a paper fan and gently fanning himself. On the fan was an inner painting of mountains and water, with a unique charm.

  "In the lower Xiao Chun Shui, I don't know your esteemed surname and great name?" A young master in brocade clothes named Xiao Chun Shui put away his paper fan and spoke.

  Ding Yan didn't say anything.

  Wine flows between his lips and teeth, leaving a lingering fragrance that brings back many memories.

  He used to like drinking.

  For winemaking, he wandered the mortal world for over a hundred years, learning countless methods of brewing fine wines. As the world changed and the oceans turned into mulberry fields, the same self savored different wines, living a different life, feeling weary at heart.

  "When it comes to wine, why bother with acquaintances? It's better to be drunk and fall down to the lower level." Xiao Chunshui put down his paper fan, clapped his hands and said, "Waiter, bring another pot of wine to room 6 on the second floor."

  "Alright!"

  Shouts came from downstairs.

  After a short while, Xiao Er rushed up with a jug of fine wine and a stack of dishes to go with the wine.

  "Please take your time, sir." After putting down the wine and dishes, Xiao Er hastily retreated.

  Xiao Chunshui poured the wine into his cup, raised it to Ding Yan and said "For you, I'm also a connoisseur of good wine, let's drink this cup." After finishing speaking, Xiao Chunshui drank the fine wine in one gulp.

  Ding Yan continued to savor his wine, as if he hadn't heard Xiao Chunshui's words at all.

  Xiao Chunshui's expression was displeased upon seeing this.

  "Brother, aren't you looking down on Xiao?"

  Ding Yan closed his eyes, drank the last bit of wine in the cup, put down the cup, and looked at the person coming. In the dimly lit drunken eyes, a sharp light flashed, but soon disappeared, and then he poured himself another full glass, picked up the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

  "Great!" said Xiao Chunshui.

  Refilled with wine again.

  "Let's have another cup, still I toast to Brother Tai." After finishing speaking, Xiao Chunshui picked up his wine cup again and drank it all in one gulp.

  Ding Yan raised his wine cup, swirled it in his hand for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you really want to enter the Mysterious Death Castle with me?"

  Xiao Chunshui was taken aback, then smiled and said, "This time, the eleven scattered immortals who entered the mortal world include three one-kalpa scattered immortals. These people are basically all from reputable schools and sects, and there are many people from Ji's place too. Xiao is a lone wolf, not their match."

  "Eleven people..."

  As soon as he saw Xiao Chunshui, Ding Yan already knew that the other party was also a loose immortal who had passed through the mortal tribulation. The paper fan in his hand, which looked extremely ordinary, was actually a very rare middle-grade treasure.

  "Two days ago, the person who came looking for me, was it you, a disciple?" Ding Yan asked.

  On the second day after Ding Yan entered Heji Town, a monk came to his door and said that his master wanted to form an alliance with Ding Yan to enter Wangshi City together. At that time, Ding Yan didn't take it seriously and just waved his hand to drive him away. Until today, when Xiao Chunshui appeared, Ding Yan felt a familiar aura from him, the same as the monk two days ago, so he determined that Xiao Chunshui was the master of the monk who came two days ago.

  "Ding brother has a very keen sense of smell." Xiao Chunshui indirectly acknowledged.

  Ding Yan's face was expressionless as he raised his wine cup.

  Rumble...

  Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound was heard.

  The sound is like thunder, low and oppressive.

  "The thundercloud above Xiao Yun Castle burst open..."

  "Thunderclouds above Xiao Yun Castle?"

  "Don't you know? A thundercloud has appeared in the sky above Xiao Yun City for half a month now, floating above the city and never dispersing. It's said that even the old ancestor of Xiao Yun City couldn't drive it away..."

  "Really? But Xiao Yun Cheng's ancestor was a celestial master."

  "This is still tolerable, many residents of Xiao Yun City have escaped and dare not return to the city."

  A hubbub of noise came up from downstairs.

  Xiao Chunshui put down his wine cup, stood up and said "It seems that the entrance to Wangshi City should be above Xiao Yun City. According to the records of the residual map, after the gate of Wangshi City is opened, there will be three days' time. If I'm not wrong, those three old guys should have rushed over by now."

  "Three days?" Ding Yan's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything more.

  Xiao Chunshui frowned, "Didn't Brother Ding have a remaining map?"

  Ding nodded and said, "Ding indeed did not obtain the residual map. Originally, I came to the mortal world just to experience life and improve my mental state and cultivation. As for the news of the City of Wrongful Death, I only learned about it a few days ago."

  "No wonder Brother Ding arrived here just three days ago..." Xiao Chunshui suddenly realized.

  Many scattered immortals came to this area after obtaining the residual map, and many cities around them had their ears and eyes. If they had come over very early, it would have been impossible to deceive Xiao Chunshui with Dingyan's cultivation.

  Xiao Chunshui finished speaking and handed a torn map to Ding Yan with a wave of his sleeve.

  "I have over a dozen of these damaged paintings here, and I'll give this one to Brother Ding."

  "How many tens of thousands?" Ding Yan was astonished.

  "The number of remaining maps is extremely large, with several hundred said to exist, but they are scattered throughout the mortal world. In recent years, my disciples have been sent to collect them in the name of the national teacher, and only a dozen or so have been found." Xiao Chunshui explained.

  He took out a few more damaged maps and handed them over to Ding Yan.

  The result is a residual map, and Ding Yan's eyes scan it, finding that the content of the residual map is basically the same.

  "These remaining maps......" As he looked at these remaining maps, Ding Yan's eyes flickered.

  These remaining maps are completely different from the ones he obtained in Mojia Village. The places marked as safe routes on this map were mostly death traps and absolute dead ends on the one Ding Yan had received.

  "This picture is fake......" A thought flashed through Ding Yan's mind.