Poor Happy Inn

I am Tianyun, follow me. My name was given to me by a sword - a black sword engraved with a nine-tailed fox, which knew me earlier than my life. I woke up at the Pig Killing Gate at the foot of Mount Sima, a poor place, so poor that I could only think about opening a shabby inn. Then, the living people began to evaporate out of thin air one by one. With the fat man from the blacksmith's family, the swordsman from the Tianshan Mountains, the counselor who lost his right arm, the girl with ears as sharp as a dog, and the voice in the sword that has been sleeping for a thousand years, I checked all the way - the missing person hadn't gone far, there was something under the Doushui River, a thousand-year-old case was buried in Qijiao Mountain, there was Ziyun Icefall... It's targeting me! But I will never give up! Poverty is not destiny, happiness is! I plan to say this with my sword to all those who "give kindness"...