Monster Inn Rectification Report

It is impossible to pay back the money. Xie Fei has locked the back-end account and swallowed the key.

He is selectively deaf and strategically acting stupid. As a practitioner in the service industry, Xie Fei always believes that being able to be flexible is an excellent traditional virtue. Historical experience tells him that when guests misunderstand you, the most effective way is to admit their mistakes. , And then find the opportunity to explain the reason euphemistically.

He originally wanted to apologize first to appease Yu Li, but unfortunately the other party turned his head and left after dropping that very lethal sentence.

Xie Fei did not catch up in the first time, because he really couldn't worry about Ah Fu. Although the monsters and humans are different in structure, Yu Li also kicked too hard...

He hurried to the place where the incident occurred. Except for the broken bricks on the floor, no human figure was seen. Xie Fei searched around and suddenly saw a faint black shadow coming here in the mountains and forests ahead.

The shadow was getting closer, and it was Ah Fu who was limping.

"Brother Ah Fu!"

Xie Fei stepped forward and braked sharply at a distance of two or three meters from the opponent.

Half of Ah Fu's face was covered with blood, and his original fluffy and explosive hairstyle was drooping, like a smashed rooster. His right arm folded back strangely, his clothes were dirty and torn, and he looked like a zombie in a doomsday movie.

The two silently looked at each other in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After a long while, Xie Fei swallowed and asked anxiously: "...Do you want to call 120?" Then I thought that Ah Fu was not a human being, so I guess I had to find the Putian doctor.

"No need, skin trauma, it will be fine in three or five days." Ah Fu was full of blood and still did not forget to show his loyalty, "You haven't been bullied by him?"

Xie Fei shook his head and couldn't help pointing out the seriousness of the problem: "But your arms are broken!"

"A physical injury, even if it's a broken head, it's okay." A Fuhun indifferently lays his bones, only hearing a crisp sound, and then connected.

Xie Fei: "..."

"The boss is still merciful. It's useless." Ah Fu shook his arm, his tone quite lucky.

Xie Fei seemed to understand, slowly digesting the reality beyond his cognition, "Afu Brother, let's go back to the room for a while, even if the injury is not serious, he should be able to recover."

To be honest, Ah Fu was still very excited about this proposal, but it didn't take long for him to recognize the Lord, and he needed to make a good impression in front of the new owner, so he wiped off the blood on his face, and stood up and said: "I still You can hold on! I, I will build the wall!"

Xie Fei hesitated to say something when facing Ah Fu's resolute eyes like a revolutionary, and finally only secretly vowed that when the business gets better, he must raise his salary.

But at this stage, this is just a good wish. The first thing Xie Fei has to do is to calm the mood of the sponsor.

Half an hour later, Xie Fei came to Yu Limen.

He gently knocked on the closed door, "Mr. Yu, can I come in?"

No one responded.

"I made a chicken and vegetable salad. Would you like to have some?"

Still no sound.

Xie Fei was about to make persistent efforts when he heard movement behind him.

Yinsu did not know when he flew up, and squatted quietly on the guardrail in the corridor, the mobile phone hung around his neck flashing colorfully.

It is said that it is a bright color mobile phone case specially requested by Yinsu.

Xie Fei was silent, fed Yinsu a small piece of chicken breast, Yinsu unceremoniously accepted the bribe, then fluttered his wings and flew to the door, unscrewing the doorknob with his paw.

The door opened a slit, soothing music streaming out, an unfamiliar Cantonese song.

Xie Fei raised his eyebrows slightly and silently said "thank you" to Yin Su.

Pushing the door open, there was no light in the room, and the afterglow saw the disc of the vinyl record player by the window slowly turning.

And Yu Li stood beside the record player, carrying the light, like a silhouette.

Xie Fei instantly recalled that when he saw Yu Li the first day, the other party was standing there, bathed in twilight.

At that time, the sky was full of glorious sunsets, but at this moment, the setting sun was like blood outside the window, as if to set off the background of the demons' birth.

Between light and shadow, the handsome "Demon Lord" turned his head halfway and asked coldly: "Who allowed you to come in?"

"I tried to unscrew the doorknob, and I came in without the door locked." Xie Fei was very loyal and did not sell the silver millet, rushing to say, "I was wrong!"

Perhaps his apology was too unprepared, and Yu Li asked after a while: "Where is wrong?"

Xie Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought about it carefully. With Yuli's character, he would most likely regard Ah Fu's words as humiliation and ridicule, which was really hurting his self-esteem and shameless, so he angered him. Xie Fei could fully explain it, but he lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly: "You took care of me so much, but I made you angry. Of course it was wrong."

"So?" Yu Li turned around completely, his expression blurred by the shadow of the backlight.

Xie Fei's ears moved slightly, and although the other party's tone was still as cold as ice, a seam quietly melted.

"So I'm here to apologize."

"Snapped--"

Xie Fei turned on the light in the room, and the room was bright.

With the acquiescence of the owner of the room, Xie Fei put on slippers and entered the room, placing the tray with dishes on the round table.

In addition to the salad, there is also a seaweed and shrimp skin soup.

The soup glowed with a thin layer of oil under the lamp, and Xie Fei said in a good voice: "Seaweed is low in fat and high in amino acids, and dried shrimp skin can replenish calcium. I only used a drop of sesame oil and won't get fat."

Yu Li didn't look at it, and walked straight in front of him: "How do you apologize?"

Xie Fei worked hard to show his sincerity: "I will try my best to satisfy Mr. Yu's needs."

"is it?"

Yu Li suddenly leaned forward, and the two of them had not stood far away, and the distance was instantly drawn closer.

Xie Fei smelled the unique fragrance of green bamboo on the other party again, and the facial features magnified in front of him jumped, unconsciously leaning back.

However, Yu Li only raised his arms over his ears and took a book from the bookshelf behind him.

It was a book of a few years, the cover was light brown, with a few cracks on the edge, and only a black portrait was printed on it, a bit like the fresco style of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

"The page with bookmarks, read it to me." Yu Li raised the corner of his lips, with some inexplicable malice.

Xie Fei glanced at him in surprise, which meant to say "that's it"?

Yu Li stuffed the book into his arms, turned back to the record player and turned off the music.

The room is quiet.

Xie Fei lowered his head and turned directly to the page with the bookmark.

The so-called bookmarks are nothing but bamboo leaves, and I don't know what method Yu Li used. The leaves always remain tender and verdant.

Xie Fei carefully took off the bamboo leaves, staring at the few lines of ink on the page, always feeling a little familiar.

but……

"I can't understand."

Yu Li, who just sat down to listen to the book: "..."

Xie Fei turned the book over, the page facing Yu Li: "This is the pre-Qin writing, right?"

Although it was a question, he was quite sure, because he had made up lessons since this time and knew that the historical context of the world in the book was not far from the original world, but was slightly different in geography.

"And the rubbing is not very clear..."

Xie Fei closed his voice silently, because Yuli's expression became extremely complicated, at a loss, loss, self-deprecating, sad, resentful...All kinds of emotions changed alternately, and finally his face slowly sank.

Just when Xie Fei thought that Yu Li was about to get angry again, the other party suddenly closed his eyes, "Forget it, put the book back."

Xie Fei received the amnesty and hurriedly closed the book and tucked it back into the shelf.

When he turned around again, Yu Li had returned to normal, holding a spoon and ready to drink soup.

Waiting for a sip of hot soup, Yu Li raised his eyes: "First make a note."

Xie Fei became anxious as soon as he heard it, "Do you still want to pay it back?"

Yuli's temple suddenly jumped, "I mean, remember to apologize first!"

Xie Fei immediately relaxed and said with a smile: "Okay, even if Mr. Yu forgets, I will remember."

After repaying the money temporarily, Xie Fei went downstairs for dinner with peace of mind.

But when he was out of the garden, he slowly stopped.

He remembered why those words were familiar, because he had seen them before.

In the original world, his grandfather's biggest hobby was collecting cultural relics, but unfortunately he had a bad vision and was often deceived. When he was a child, he had read a report collected by his grandfather. It was reported that a certain expert accidentally found a bronze ware from the Western Zhou Dynasty in the overseas cultural relics market. There were ten lines and ninety-eight characters of inscriptions on the inner bottom. The earliest documentary record about "Dayu's Water Control".

The mysterious characters on the page just now are exactly the same as the inscription pictures on the report!

Yu Li, why do you ask him to read that?

Without waiting for him to find a chance to ask questions, Yu Li drove away again the next morning.

That day just in time for the weekend, Yu left to the entrance of the village, but was blocked by the front row of cars waiting to leave the village.

He was knocking on the steering wheel impetuously, and he saw a bus parked on a platform not far away through the windshield, and a group of people were getting off the car.

Across the flow of people, Yu Li noticed a gentle and delicate young man, who was wearing a white shirt, a gray checkered knit vest, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked like a cultural person.

The young man walked slowly, dragging his suitcase. He seemed to notice when he passed the car window, and turned his head and glanced into the off-road vehicle.

It is a pity that there is coated glass blocking, he can't see anything.

The young man frowned slightly, retracted his sight, and continued to the village with his luggage.

After passing the market at the entrance of the village, you can see a Wang Qingquan, and the surrounding fields are undulating with golden ripples.

Many people are sitting in the field sketching with their drawing boards. They paint the autumn countryside scenery into the paintings, and they have become the scenery in the eyes of others.

The young man watched this scene, breathing the exceptionally fresh air in the village, and his tense mood for many days was slightly relieved.

He looked to the other side, the streets and lanes were built by the water and there were many inns.

Because the decision of this trip was too urgent, the young man did not book a room. He just took out his mobile phone to check the listing, and heard a girl next to him say: "Are you sure there is the inn you mentioned? Too many, what if the anchor is purely fooling people?"

"If you cheat, you will cheat. Anyway, we have already said that we will come to Xining Village to sketch today, but just look around. If you really don't have one, just change the house at will." The girl's companion was a little fat, and she drank disapprovingly. Taking a sip of milk tea, "In fact, I want to see whether the anchor is male or female."

"But the Dahuang Inn can't be found online, nor on the map."

"The anchor said that the inn is at the bottom of the village, very quiet."

"How long will it take to walk, I'm hungry..."

"Why don't you find a restaurant for lunch first, I want a snack."

...

The two girls stopped moving as they talked. The young man passed them without squinting, but remembered the name of the inn in his heart.

A quiet inn was exactly what he needed.

The lanes in the village are very winding, and the youth has a good sense of direction. After a while, he saw a row of houses at the foot of the mountain in front, surrounded by a half-height fence.

He dragged his suitcase and hurried to the inn, and saw a few branches adorned with light yellow flowers sticking out of the fence. There was a wooden signboard with the words "Great Wild Inn" engraved in red paint.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and found that the fence gate was hidden, and raised his hand to push it.

The lush greenery of the courtyard came into view, which made people feel comfortable. The young man took a deep breath subconsciously, but in the next second, the scene in front of him suddenly faded, as if the peeling wallpaper revealed the traces of the inner years, mottled and dim.

The shadows of the flowers and trees in the courtyard disappeared, leaving only a few bare tree trunks. There was silver snow on the tops of the eaves, and the melted water dripped on the muddy ground and gathered into puddles of various sizes.

A woman in a cheongsam stood leaning against the door, surrounded by a few devil corps holding bayonets. The sharp face of the knife illuminates the woman's face, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are like spring water, and a dark red tear mole. The point in the corner of the eye is breathtakingly beautiful.

The woman’s face was fearless, her fingers painted with Kordan twisted a long slender pipe. She took a puff of smoke, exhaling gray smoke, and her bright red lips were picked: "Masters, this tattered little shop of slaves has always Deserted, how could there be female students?"

coming! Again!

The young man's spine was chilling and his whole body was trembling. He saw those weird and evil scenes again, and was entangled by those terrible things again, and this time he was replaced by a spooky ghost! Is it thunder drama? !

The young man wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to be entangled by vines in a graveyard, and he could not move as if he had taken root. He was dizzy, his right eye was sore, and his physiological tears gushed out uncontrollably, blurring his lenses. Just when the string in his mind was about to break, he suddenly heard someone ask: "Hello, do you want to stay in a store?"

The sound was as clear as spring water, dispelling the chill from the young man. He blinked and found that everything was back to normal again. The fence wall was covered with verdant green and flowers fragrant.

The young man turned his stiff neck and saw a beautiful young man looking at him with his head tilted, his eyes full of curiosity.

"I..." The young man's voice was dry, he swallowed, "I don't--"

"Our inn recently offered a discount, 20% off for staying for three days, and another day for free!" Xie Fei knew when he saw the young man's outfit that he was a tourist. How could he let the cooked duck fly? Anyway, after the rectification, the house price has increased a lot from 99, and he won't lose a lot of discounts. "Why don't you look at the house first?"

The young man’s lips moved slightly. Because of his relatively introverted personality, he was the least good at rejecting the enthusiasm of others, not to mention the young man’s face that was hard to refuse.

Forget it, just take a look, the young man nodded reluctantly.

However, as soon as he stepped into the yard, he felt the clear and dry air blowing over his face, as if he had entered the air-conditioned room on a hot day. The whole body was injected with a warm current, jumping straight up from the soles of his feet, scouring his internal organs and musculoskeletal violently, and the cold and cold air that had been deposited was also gone, even he had been sore and uncomfortable. The right eye is instantly clear.

For a whole month, the youth was still so relaxed for the first time, he immediately decided to live!

Although he had only been frightened, the young man faintly felt that those filthy evil things were not because of a certain environment, but were aimed at him.

After all, he could see a middle-aged couple at home hacking each other with knives; on the street, he could see two groups of people in undershirts and jackets fighting in the street; even when he went to the most famous Xiaoxianguan in the city to ask the Taoist priest to exorcise evil In front of several golden statues of gods, I saw a middle-aged man wearing flower feathers and official robes stuffing silver into the merit box...

If it weren't for his excellent psychological quality, I'm afraid he would be crazy.

It was also a sign from Xiaoxianguan that led him to seek a solution in Xining Village, and he would appear here.

Since it's possible to "damn it" wherever he lives, why does he hesitate?

So when the teenager asked him which room type he prefers, the young man said: "I will live here. Please help me arrange a big bed room, which should be quieter."

Xie Fei was overjoyed: "Okay, how many days do you want to stay?"

The young man thought for a while, "Book a week first, okay?"

Xie Fei almost laughed, and happily asked for his ID card.

Judging from his ID card, the young man is from Nanshan City, 25 years old, and has a nice name-Yan Lai.

While waiting for Xie Fei to register, Yan Lai also looked at the furnishings in the lobby at will. Although simple, it was not elegant.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on a row of picture frames, his scalp was numb, and his legs were soft-the pictures on the wall were of different colors and ages. Some were dressed in Xiuhe clothes, some in cheongsam, and others were combing. Twisted braids and a piece of military casual clothes...

From left to right, one by one, it seems to have witnessed the changes of the times over the past century.

But they have similarities, because every photo has a woman, that woman gave birth to a charming face, and right now, there is a dark red mole!

The author has something to say:

So what demon is this time?