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So, he was busy with his staff.

Relationship support relationship, it almost turned the emperor into the sky, and finally gave Cheng Pei an answer before dark.

After the family ancestors went out, they took the long-distance bus directly to Qingxijian.

Cheng Pei listened for a moment, and asked where is Qingxijian? Only after passing the popular science did I realize that Qingxijian turned out to be a notoriously small scenic spot.

It is a good place to relax.

When Cheng Pei heard it, especially when he heard that people were sparsely populated, he could still sit there, and was ordered again. Under his hands, he started tossing again, called a helicopter, and went straight to the family's young ancestor.

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Su Kui got off the bus. There were only a few tourists scattered on the bus. It looked depressed and seemed to come to heal.

She pulled the brim, and when she got out of the car, the air rushed from all directions. She froze so hard that she carried a bulging backpack on her body, holding a strange collection of hides in her hands.

Follow the mark all the way to Qingxi Stream, this place is indeed as sparsely populated as the legend.

But the water vapor on the surrounding creeks, the pine and cypress trees beside the road, and the layers of snowflakes covered it. The water vapor on the pine needles was condensed into ice, and it looked crystal clear.

I walked a little longer. When I was near the resort, I finally stopped two villagers by the road to dress up. It seemed that the man was going out to the town and asked, "Uncle, may I ask, where is the ancient house near here?" "

The man in question was covered with ravines and looked around forty or fifty. He was wearing a military coat. His face changed when he heard Su Kui's question, and he waved his hands again and again, saying, "I don't know, I don't know."

The other also said, "Little girl, there is no old house you are looking for. It's getting late. If you come to play, go to a hotel and rest first. It's not safe to be alone."

Su Kui smiled, and a white and tender baby face looked very pleased, "I know, uncle, thank you, I will go to a hotel."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Seeing that she listened in, the man seemed relieved and waved at her happily, leaving with another man.

Seeing their figures disappear, Su Kui's eyebrows were slightly narrowed, and he knew that he had found the right place.

Fulai Hostel is an old brand that has been in business for several years, and is also a little famous in the neighborhood. The lobby of the hostel is decorated with antiques, wooden tables and chairs, and dim light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, lining the heavy snow outside, but it has such a warm charm.

When Su Kui pushed in the door, the little girl at the front desk was lying on the table and taking a nap. Hearing the wind bell, she sat up blankly, and then she recovered for a while.

There was a smile on his face quickly, "Miss, are you going to stay? Single room or big bed room?"

"big bed."

As soon as the little girl's eyes lit up, she quickly turned on the computer and said, "Please show your ID, there is a form for you to fill in here."

Su Kui took the order and leaned at the front desk casually and asked, "Hey, beauty, is there a haunted old house nearby?"

The little girl shook her hand, typed a wrong number, looked up and looked around for a few times, then whispered, "What are you asking about this?"

"Oh," Su Kui shook his strange collection of stories. "I wrote a novel. I have no idea recently. I heard that the scenery here is good, and there are many folk talks.