As a monster, if you can't just carry it with you in your primitive jungle, why would you go to a big city and suffer this punishment? And live in such embarrassment, the hotel fee of thirty-five yuan a night is almost 14 Okay? The prices in the hotel are still what they were ten years ago. This is already an exaggeration. Doesn’t the old man make money from this shop?

Moreover, in addition to the low cost, the facilities of this small hotel are no worse than those of ordinary hotels, or even worse. However, the money of other hotels is enough to stay here for three or four days. What's more, you can stay here. For ten days, the charges are so low, and every room is so clean and tidy. Does the old man plan to specialize in welfare? How many days can this hotel be sustained?

This monster's life is too miserable.

Moreover, Qin Mu used his spiritual power to scan the room as soon as he went upstairs. Except for 4 and 5 who were occupied by the three of them, the entire hotel was empty. In other words, this hotel was completely empty today. But it was their first business.

After being bored in the room, Qin Mu got out of bed and said he wanted to go out for a walk. Naturally, he was not interested in the animal world that filled the screen, so he simply turned off the TV and followed Qin Mu out.

Looking at the door of Honglian's room being closed, I thought that this aunt must be trying out the pile of twenty-five million worth of goods she swept, and she must not have time to go out with her. Besides, Honglian is a very beautiful woman, but... He had to try out all kinds of strange cosmetics, and he didn't know how to operate them. Qin Mu was afraid that when he opened the door, a person with a face painted like an alien would follow him for a walk. That would be embarrassing, right?

The downstairs was as deserted as ever. The old man had been reading the newspaper. When he came down from upstairs, Qin Mu saw with sharp eyes that he was still holding the same newspaper in his hand. There was a big one on the back of the newspaper. The advertising space was hung with a bright red flag. Today, the advertising space is still facing outwards and has not been touched at all.

Qin Mu walked into the bar and found that the old man was simply asleep.

He closed his eyes and snored with a rosy face. His white hair seemed to be shining when the slight sunlight in the morning came over. He seemed to be a little tired. The old man rubbed his nose and changed his direction with his hanging head. The newspaper also fell down.

His head hit hard. The old man opened his eyes. He was obviously awake. He looked at Qin Mu with hazy eyes and said, "Well, do you want to stay in a hotel?"

"Old man, we are already living inside." Shi Ran couldn't help but remind them. The strange thing was that this time the old man consciously spoke Mandarin as soon as he saw them.

"Oh, look at my memory. I'm old and everything is different from before."

"How could it be? The old man still looks very tough." Qin Mu smiled and looked at the newspaper in the old man's hand.

Following Qin Mu's gaze, the old man raised the newspaper in his hand: "Old man, I felt sleepy after reading for a while. I didn't expect to fall asleep. What's wrong? Are you satisfied with the room?"

"Not bad." Shiran replied first.

"That's good, that's good." The old man smiled with a red face.

"Why are there not many people staying in such a good hotel?" Qin Mu was very confused. Since the old man has the ability to make every room of his room so clean and tidy, why is the living room where he sleeps so messy? , people simply dare not look directly, dare not enter the door, it is strange that such a facade can have business, of course, except for desperate people like Qin Mu.

"Well, where are you going?" The old man took off the pair of glasses from the bridge of his nose and carefully wiped them with a glasses cloth.

"I have nothing to do, just hang out." She Ran scratched his head and said with a naive smile.

"Are young people traveling here?"

"Yes, yes." The person who spoke was still relieved, while Qin Mu looked casually in the reception hall on the first floor. There was a row of worn-out sofas and a polished wooden coffee table with polished corners.

There is a yellow leather inside, and there is a rolled-up volume of "Ruili" randomly placed on the coffee table, as well as a vase of freshly picked flowers.

The small pale yellow flower, I don’t know what kind of flower it is. Qin Mu has always been slow about plants, so he went over and smelled it, but there seemed to be no smell at all.

"That's from Xiao Shengcai. This kid really likes plants." The old man said slowly.

Qin Mu nodded. When he heard these words, something seemed to be touched in his heart. An idea rose from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't grasp anything.

"Boss, let's stay in the hotel." A pair of young voices sounded from outside the door. The old man agreed quickly, took out a room card from under the counter, and at the same time grabbed the hairless brush.

Qin Mu turned his attention to the door. Damn, what's going on? There were two young-looking people in student uniforms standing at the door... Junior high school students, they looked ignorant of the world. They should be of this age. In fact, Qin Mu looked at the door.

Mu was not sure. Their clothes were the most popular and terrifying style of the Shamate family. It was uglier than ghosts. What was even more frightening was that from Qin Mu's perspective, it was impossible to tell the difference between men and women.

Huh? Judging from the figure, I can’t tell. It seems more certain that they are a couple of junior high school students. I just can’t tell which one is a boy and which one is a girl. Of course, they must be a couple if they hug each other so tightly, otherwise how could they run away?

Open a room.

But the old man didn't care about this at all. The two of them took the room card and went up. They didn't look at Qin Mu who was already stunned. Instead, he took a second look at She Li who was standing at the door and was dumbfounded: "Look, there is something here.

Bald donkey."

Qin Mu's anger suddenly rose. Can these two naughty children talk? What do they mean by "bald donkeys"?

Qin Mu, who had a gloomy face, was about to go up to argue. Shen Ran grabbed him and shouted Buddha's name without saying a word. Qin Mu looked at his indifferent expression, and his anger subsided little by little. In fact, Qin Mu's temper was indeed nothing.

Why, sometimes just one word can ignite anger.

Although Qin Mu was furious, the young couple was not afraid at all. A somewhat rough female voice said: "Why, you still want to start a fight? You are like this, I will fight against ten!"

Damn it, I couldn't bear it anymore, Qin Mu rushed over. If the monk Shi Lan hadn't been dragging him, Qin Mu's set of skills would have been thrown in the faces of those two naughty kids.

"Don't smoke." The old man who had been silent spoke up, but he was looking at the little boy smoking next to him: "It's not good for you, so put it out quickly, or I'll call your parents immediately."

When the woman saw Qin Mu being pulled away by relief, her expression became even more arrogant. When she was about to say something, she was grabbed by the boy next to her. She had to glare at Qin Mu fiercely and put out the cigarette.

Go upstairs.

After the two of them had disappeared at the top of the stairs, the old man said slowly: "Young man, why bother getting angry with a child?"

"Nowadays, the naughty boy deserves to be beaten." Qin Mu was so angry, but it was the monk who was scolded, but he was aggrieved, which made the monk a little touched. After Qin Mu complained this sentence, he went to see the old man again.

I found that he had already taken the newspaper and continued to play chess with Duke Zhou.

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Chapter completed!