Monster Inn Rectification Report

Under Xie Fei's hard work, Yu Li still undertook the work of writing Hongfu and couplets.

For a time, the inn was full of red lanterns, paper window grilles, and even several old trees were hung with wishing bells adorned with red tassels. When the wind blew up, the light and sweet bells seemed to be a song for the spring.

Even though Xie Fei did so much, the inn was still quite deserted on New Year's Eve, and even Yan Lai, Lu Xiping and Lu Shengnan returned home.

In fact, there are not many tourists in the entire Xining Village. You can almost only hear the local accent when you walk on the road. It is the day of family reunion. Very few people choose to travel on New Year's Eve, and most of them travel abroad.

But Xie Fei is not worried, because since the beginning, the hotel room has been booked out.

At this moment, he and two employees are accompanying the only seven or eight guests to have a New Year’s Eve dinner. On the banquet, chicken, duck, fish, wonton dumplings, long noodles and lanterns are all available. Not only do they take into account the tastes of the north and the south, but they are also ingenious in shape—— Sweet and sour shrimp balls, cucumbers, carrots are strung together, "Three Lian Lanterns", Chinese cabbage wrapped in ham, corn and green beans steamed "Fu Bag", beef and mutton wrapped in enoki mushrooms and rolled into a plate of "firecrackers", compose a compote The "pour blessing", the glutinous rice snack shaped into the zodiac shape, the fish fried into the chrysanthemum pattern...

The guests were enjoying the food and chatting casually. Even if they had never met each other and had the same fate at this moment, they would inevitably have some sense of closeness.

The newly installed projection in the restaurant shows the annual Spring Festival Gala. A male singer with the same style as Ah Fu is standing in the center of the stage playing and singing.

"Does Ah Fu like him?" Xie Fei asked casually when seeing Ah Fu's eyes and shaking his head.

"I like his music." Ah Fu solemnly corrected: "His musical feelings are very full, especially the one written to his father in each album, which I like best. Boss, would you like to listen to his albums? Have."

"Thank you, no need." Xie Fei was a bit uncomfortable, and it was easy to think of the first day when he arrived at the inn, seeing Ah Fu turned into his original shape and hung upside down on the beams of the room "calling wheat", and his mood was not so good.

Seeing that there was not much food left on the table, Xie Fei turned his gaze to a potbellied customer and the petite lady beside him, "Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin, it's already past nine o'clock, and it's almost ready to go."

The couple are from other provinces. Mrs. Lin ate friends' Amway and chose to stay at the inn on New Year’s Eve, just to taste the New Year’s Eve dinner prepared by the boss himself.

Mr. Lin is a businessman and is rather superstitious. He always burns his incense on New Year's Eve. However, he does not believe in Buddhism and belief, and the nearest famous Taoist temple in Xining Village belongs to Xiaoxianguan in Nanshan City.

But neither of them can drive. Before coming, Mr. Lin made a special call and asked if the inn had a car that would take him to the city to burn incense, so he was willing to pay an extra day for the room. Xie Fei thought that there was no business on New Year's Eve, and that he had just reissued his driver's license not long ago, and also thought about the addiction to driving, so he agreed.

Before leaving the house, Xie Fei asked other guests if he wanted to go with him. There were two empty seats in the car.

But except for Bai Yan who stayed at the inn for the Spring Festival, everyone else didn't bother to go there in the winter.

"Why did Mr. Bai think of going to Taoist temple?" After getting in the car, Xie Fei asked smoothly, didn't Bai Yan "convert to my Buddha" recently?

Bai Yan, who was getting better, put on his seat belt and said seriously: "There are so many believers in the world, and when the Buddha is taking a nap, it is always good to worship a mountain."

Xie Fei gave a dry laugh, suspecting that Bai Yan just wanted to join in the fun.

Mr. Lin in the back seat smiled cheerfully: "Mr. Bai is very good in Chinese. You are not a teenager in our country?"

Bai Yan turned his head, his blue eyes filled with a faint smile: "Mr. Lin won the prize. Actually, it hasn't been long since, but my last love partner was yours."

"The women here are good." Mr. Lin took his wife by the shoulders: "Virtuous, hardworking, gentle--"

"Not the woman here."

"But you didn't mean..."

Bai Yan raised his lips and smiled: "It's your man."

The back row was immediately quiet, and Xie Fei also glanced at Bai Yan unexpectedly. He didn't expect that the other party would like men. You know that when Bai Yan first came to the inn, he was very enthusiastic and proactive towards Concubine Xiang. The two were ambiguous for a while. Later, Concubine Xiang ignored Bai Yan unilaterally. Xie Fei also asked curiously. Concubine Xiang said that Bai Yan was very frank. If you can't make it, either you can't, or you are deliberately playing a hooligan.

Now it seems that it may just be a sexual error.

The road on New Year’s Eve was unimpeded, and driving was the most enjoyable. Xie Fei took the guests to Xiaoxianguan, then let everyone go in and find a parking place by themselves.

There are many people burning head incense tonight. The parking lot near Xiaoxianguan has long been empty. Xie Fei is not familiar with the surroundings. He even asked several people to find a parking place beside a certain small road.

When he arrived at the crowded mountain gate, Xie Fei spotted Mrs. Lin who was alone and hurriedly walked over: "Mrs. Lin, why are you alone?"

"It's too crowded inside, I almost can't breathe, I'll go in later." Mrs. Lin said delicately and weakly, "This little fairy view really has a reputation."

Xie Fei explained with a smile only when she was talking about crowded things: "After all, it is a long time ago. I heard that it was built in the Qin Dynasty and has a history of more than two thousand years. However, the Taoist priests in Xiaoxianguan during the War of Resistance Against Japan The resistance was too fierce, and the Taoist temple was burned by devils. Now only the Sanqing Temple is still the old building of the Ming Dynasty, and the rest were rebuilt after the founding of the People’s Republic of China.”

"It turned out to be more than two thousand years." Mrs. Lin nodded thoughtfully: "I'll just say why there are monks who come to work in Taoist temples."

"what?"

Mrs. Lin pointed not far away, and Xie Fei took a look and saw that there was a long line, a 14-five-year-old boy wearing a Taoist robe was distributing incense candles.

At night, Xie Fei couldn't quite see the boy's appearance, only noticed that the other party's shaved head was round and cute.

The boy didn't know if he noticed the two people's sights, and looked blankly in this direction.

"Wow, what a cute little monk!" Mrs. Lin couldn't help exclaiming when she finally saw the boy's face.

Presumably, the young man heard her and glared at her with a frown, puffed up like a pufferfish.

While Xie Fei is funny, he is also speculating on the identity of the young man. Is it possible that he was a monk before and just "changed his house" soon?

He felt that Mrs. Fang Lin was not very good alone, so he stood with him for a while, and the two chatted a few words, occasionally swiping the phone, and it was 11:30 in a blink of an eye.

"Let's go in and find Mr. Lin and them first." Xie Fei suggested.

Mrs. Lin nodded reluctantly.

The main halls in the Guannei area were crowded with people. Xie Fei had been from the first hall to the last Jade Emperor Hall, but never met Mr. Lin, but found Bai Yan.

As soon as twelve o'clock rang, countless pilgrims pushed forward, and some people in the back row simply threw the incense in their hands towards the incense burner in front of them in order to grab time. The scene was suddenly chaotic.

"Ohmygod..." Bai Yan turned his head back to see this kind of scene, already scared out of his mother tongue.

Xie Fei had no time to comfort him, and only tried his best to protect Mrs. Lin to the corner.

When the few people finally squeezed into a more spacious place, Xie Fei had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, and she saw Mrs. Lin's face pale and painful, and she was choking her throat and panting with one hand.

"Mrs. Lin?" Xie Fei's heart was stunned, and he hurriedly supported the person. "What's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Mrs. Lin was speechless, her pale blue lips couldn't help trembling, and her other hand struggled to pull the small purse beside her.

"Is there any medicine?" Xie Fei anxiously wanted to help. Bai Yan also hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120. Suddenly, a low-pitched male voice rang: "Help her sit down, lean her waist as far as possible, and untie the collar. Buckles and belts."

The calm tone was inexplicably convincing, and Xie Fei didn't care about the difference between men and women, so he subconsciously followed suit.

"See if she has asthma spray in her bag or oral medication."

"Yes!" Xie Fei turned into a bottle of spray from his small purse.

"One or two sprays, give her use."

After taking the medicine, Mrs. Lin’s symptoms were obviously alleviated. Xie Fei had time to look up and found that the man who had saved him from the fire and water was sitting in a wheelchair. He was in his twenties, with pale complexion and tough features. The eyes are calm and sharp.

"First ask if there is a portable oxygen bag in the Taoist temple. If not, pour a glass of boiling water and let her inhale the hot water vapor." The man raised his eyes to look at the Bai Yan who was a bit stupid. My child has no reaction.

The man only thought Bai Yan didn’t understand, but he clearly heard the other party speak fluent Chinese when he called the emergency call. After frowning slightly, he tentatively changed to English: “Askifthereisanyportableoxygenbaghere.Ifnot, justprepareacupofboilingwater.Letherbreathethehotsteam.”

"Sean?" Bai Yan muttered a name.

"Youknowme?" There was a hint of confusion in the man's sharp eyes.

Bai Yan was stunned suddenly.

"My boyfriend had some accidental amnesia three months ago. He only remembers what happened six years ago." A long-haired lady suddenly spoke, her eyes flashing slightly, and she seemed a little nervous.

Xie Fei noticed that the other party was supporting the man's wheelchair, and he heard Bai Yan sneer: "Areyoukiddingme?" Perhaps it was too shocked, and he repeated in Chinese: "What are you kidding?"

The woman looked at her boyfriend helplessly, but saw that the man had been staring at Bai Yan, her face became stiff and her hands tightened suddenly.

At this moment, two Taoist priests rushed over. After hearing that Mrs. Lin needed oxygen, one hurried to find him, and the other went to the broadcasting station to inform Mr. Lin.

When Mr. Lin appeared profusely, the hospital ambulance also stopped in front of the mountain gate.

Although Mrs. Lin was relieved at this moment, she was still carried on a stretcher.

Mr. Lin only had time to shook the hand of the savior, gave him a business card by the way, and hurriedly followed the ambulance.

Naturally, Xie Fei wanted to go to the hospital too. When he thanked the man, he glanced at Bai Yan and suddenly asked, "Can I go together?"

Although it felt a bit abrupt, Xie Fei thought that Yuli's car was spacious, and that the man and Bai Yan must have known each other before. The other party mostly wanted to inquire about his memory loss during those years, so he nodded: "Of course."

The man smiled politely: "Thank you."

On the way, Xie Fei found out that the man and Bai Yan had the same surname, called Bai Wenqiu, who accompanied his girlfriend Zhao Xiaoman to travel from a neighboring province. Bai Wenqiu was a snowboarder in his early years. He had an accident during training six years ago and caused permanent damage to his legs.

Xie Fei was quite surprised. He thought that Bai Wenqiu would be a doctor or something.

"A long illness becomes a doctor." Bai Wenqiu's tone was calm.

"What happened to your accident three months ago?" Bai Yan asked suddenly, who had been silent.

"I accidentally fell, knocked my head, and forgot something when I woke up." Bai Wenqiu stared at the back of the co-driver's seat: "I heard from my mother that I had been in the United States for three years, and Mr. Bai knew me at that time. Is it?"

After hearing Bai Yan's answer for a long time, Xie Fei glanced at him strangely, and saw that the other party was rubbing his right wrist unconsciously. There was a watch there, but Xie Fei had seen it by accident. There was a hideous line under the watch. Scars.

Ten minutes later, he cross-country arrived at the nearest hospital to Xiaoxianguan.

After entering the emergency room and learning that Mrs. Lin needed to be hospitalized for observation, Xie Fei never took a break, and kept helping running up and down until it was two o'clock after finishing.

After bidding farewell to the Lin family and his wife, Xie Fei came out of the ward and saw Bai Wenqiu and Zhao Xiaoman staying together. Bai Yan stood far away by himself, and the two sides seemed to be quite distinct.

"Mr. Bai, thank you so much today." Xie Fei glanced at the time, "It's too late, I'll take you and Miss Zhao back to the hotel."

Bai Wenqiu was not polite with him either, and nodded slightly: "Trouble."

When Xie Fei dragged his exhausted body back to the inn, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

"Mr. Bai, are you okay?" Xie Fei accompanied Bai Yan to the garden. When parting, he hesitated for a moment and asked.

Bai Yan was startled: "What's wrong with me?"

Xie Feixin said that you lost your soul all the way. It's weird that you can do well, but when the other party chooses to cover up, he won't open it. "Then you rest early, by the way, happy new year."

Bai Yan smiled reluctantly: "Happy New Year."

Back in the small building, Xie Fei was too sleepy. After entering the room, he found that the light was on in the room and Yu Li was sitting on his bed.

"Brother? What are you doing in my room?"

"Look at how much it is now--" Yu Li frowned suddenly, "Come here."

"Didn't I call you to tell?" Xie Fei rubbed his eyes and walked over, his voice a little sticky.

Yu Li suddenly took his hand and sniffed at the tip of his nose: "Who did you see today?"

"Huh?" Xie Fei couldn't turn his mind at this moment, and said blankly: "I saw a lot of people."

"You have the smell of two strange monsters mixed in you." Yu Li looked unhappy, "one smells very weak, I can't smell it."

Xie Fei instinctively raised his arm and smelled it. Of course, he couldn't smell anything. "What's the smell of the other?"

Yu Li's eyes were full of disgust: "Pippi shrimp smell."

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