Chapter 487 (1/2)

Di Jiu walked to the east side with two crumpled coins.

As Fei Yuelan said, as soon as di Jiu entered the eastern area, he felt a sense of dilapidation. Di Jiu specially looks for a hotel that looks very shabby outside. He plans to stay for one night and leave.

At daybreak, he will leave Daicheng city and go to the Wangchuan temple in the mountains. There are things he needs under the temple. He is healing in the temple while collecting the reincarnation bridge.

The name of the hotel is very personal. It's called the route hotel.

Di Jiu just walked to the door of the hotel, and a person rushed in. If it wasn't for Di Jiu's quick reaction, this person would have hit Di Jiu directly.

”I'm sorry.” The one who rushed in was a middle-aged woman. She said a word to di Jiu in a hurry and then walked to the front desk of the hotel.

The woman's hair looks a little dry and tied a knot at random. The dust on the face is very obvious, and there are dried blood stains on the corners of the clothes. There was a machete in her back.

But Dijiu knew very well that the woman had changed her face. She is not old, even young.

”Help me with a single room. I'll stay all night.” The woman took out a certificate and handed it to the front desk attendant.

Di Jiu has a look, that certificate is not ID card.

”Three hundred and seventy, five hundred for deposit.” The voice of the waiter is very monotonous.

”Here you are.” The woman took out a few coins and handed them to the clerk, who quickly checked her in.

She picked up the door card at the same time, it seems to think of something, turned back and began to look at Dijiu.

Di Jiu's clothes look a little retro, and his whole body is also covered with dried blood. The wounds on his face and arm are not even completely covered with jade boxes.

In fact, di Jiu's dress is not so strange. When demons and beasts are rampant on the earth, many warriors like to wear retro clothes.

Di Jiu has no idea to check in. He is sure that Fei Yuelan knows that he can't get a room for 100 yuan. He's too embarrassed to say more and turns around.

This hotel is obviously poor. For a poor Hotel, the average room is 370 yuan. The key is a deposit of 500 yuan. He has only two crumpled tickets. Besides, he has no identification on him.

With a sigh, Dijiu turned and left. He decided to leave Daicheng city. If there was no way to take a bus, he would walk all the way.

The only thing he doesn't lack is time. How long he walks on the road has no influence on him.

”You wait...” what makes Di Jiu confused is that when he is ready to leave, the middle-aged woman who has checked in unexpectedly stops him.