Xiao Ming whispered.

"Achao, thank you."

"Do we still need to say thank you?"

Achao didn't even look back.

No one heard the conversation between the two.

To be more precise.

As long as they are present and as long as they don’t want people to know about their affairs, they can block the perceptions of people around them.

This is why they are discussing it with great fanfare.

Xue Qing and the mysterious monk in the guest room were not aware of anything.

Because no abnormalities or movements are perceived in their perception.

In fact, this kind of blocking technique is not magical.

As long as you understand the principle.

The level of cultivation can be learned in the innate master or foundation-building stage.

Xia Fan named this shielding technique "Drawing Land and Criminal".

Rather than saying that drawing a prison to block others' perceptions, it is better to say that a shielding space is built within a certain range.

Normally.

This shielded space cannot be concealed by practitioners whose cultivation level is higher than that of oneself, or practitioners with special abilities.

Moreover, the main function of shielding space is to shield it, without any defense and concealment.

The function is very single.

If Xue Qing stood in the corridor.

He could see Xiao Ming and the others talking to each other on the long table in the lobby, although he could not hear or sense anything, as if they did not exist.

but.

Xiao Ming and the others would not give them a chance to see this.

It’s not that Xia Fan didn’t want to teach them more sophisticated blocking skills.

The problem is.

It is useless to learn their current level of cultivation.

The reason is very simple.

If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to learn.

It’s useless to learn.

for example.

Sometimes.

Xia Fan seemed to be resting on the rocking chair at the counter.

In fact, he was chatting with Achao who was keeping accounts at the counter.

But neither the guests in the inn nor Xiao Ming were aware of anything.

"Shopkeeper, I have already told Xiao Ming and the others what I should say."

The next day.

In the eyes of others.

The shopkeeper was lying in the rocking chair and doing nothing.

But no one knows it.

He is talking to Achao.

"I see."

Xia Fan didn't think he was interested when he heard this.

"Shopkeeper, do you have specific arrangements and plans for getting married?"

Achao said directly.

"Simple everything. There is no need to be a wedding banquet or something. You can even get a certificate. Anyway, secular laws and rules cannot control us."

Xia Fan said lazily.

"Instead of asking me about these things, I might as well ask Dong Cailing. If she wants to make a big fuss, I don't mind."

"Okay, I will consult Dong Cailing's ideas and opinions at that time."

A Chao Dao.

"When will the matter on Dong Cailing be resolved?"

Xia Fan said casually.

"Ade and Xiaoxiong are responsible for this. According to my expectations, the results will be achieved within ten days."

Achao pondered for a moment.

"I see."

After saying that.

Xia Fan stopped talking.

The counter is back to normal again.

"It's interesting."

Near the window.

Xue Qing sat in this familiar position as always.

today.

He did not eat or drink anymore.

I just ordered some side dishes and a pot of wine.

Then he silently observed everything in the inn without any trace.

soon.

He discovered a problem.

There is a problem with the waiter at the inn.

Because today's waiter seems to be a middle-aged shopkeeper who is deliberately hiding from the counter, and there is basically no interaction between them.

This is not normal.

Not only the waiter of the house, he found that even the waiter of the raids was the same.

Obviously, this happened when he came back last night.

Is something going on?

But his mind did not stay on Xiao Er for too long before he moved to another place.

It was nothing more than his surprise discovery.

The mysterious monk who had been in the guest room and stayed in his doorstep finally went downstairs.

This is a young monk wearing a plain Taoist robe and an extraordinary appearance.

After he got down from Shi Shi Ranran to the lobby on the second floor, he casually picked a vacant seat and sat down.

Then he called the waiter to ask for a pot of tea, but ordered nothing else.

Sitting alone in his seat quietly savoring the tea.

Xue Qing searched all his memories.

As a result, no one in my memory was involved with this mysterious monk.

who is he?

Why did he appear here?

For a moment.

Xue Qing had a lot of questions in his mind.

The mysterious young monk did not sit in the lobby for too long. After drinking the tea in the teapot, he returned to the room upstairs.

This made Xue Qing, who was silently paying attention to him even more confused.

After nightfall.
To be continued...