At dinner time, the hostess of the hot spring brought over the prepared meals as usual.
Zhou Yiyang opened the exquisitely packaged lunch box and took out plate after plate of food.
Zhou Yiyang couldn't help but frown. He wasn't exaggerating, but the food was a little too exquisite (or too little).
Although it looks good for taking photos, Zhou Yiyang is sure that he will not be full.
But the taste is okay, and his favorite is a plate of grilled saury.
After dinner, Zhou Yiyang simply went downstairs to chat with the proprietress.
The reason this B&B has become a household name on Chinese review apps is largely due to the fact that both the staff and the owner speak Chinese. The proprietress even speaks fluently in a broadcasting accent, without a single accent.
The proprietress was originally sitting on a chair. When she saw Zhou Yiyang, she immediately stood up and asked respectfully, "Are you dissatisfied with the food?"
"Not really," Zhou Yiyang had to admit. The other party's respectful attitude made him feel embarrassed to lose his temper. "It's mainly because I can eat a lot, so a bigger portion would be nice."
The other party immediately took out a notebook and wrote down all of Zhou Yiyang's opinions. "Our hot spring is pretty good, right?"
"Yeah," Zhou Yiyang admitted this: "Both the decoration and the privacy are very good. But you can't soak in it for too long, otherwise you will fall apart."
"Mr. Zhou really knows how to joke." The proprietress covered her face with a chuckle. "I didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry before. But today I checked it out online. I had no idea these four people were so amazing!"
Facing the boss lady's exaggerated tone, Zhou Yiyang quickly explained: "Fortunately, it's quite popular in our country. In Japan, it's only a small name."
"I'm not sure about that, but I asked a few employees and they can all hum a few lines of their songs. By the way, I also downloaded some of them and put them in the playlist." The boss lady said with a smile.
Zhou Yiyang chatted with the other party for a while before finally asking, "By the way, I actually came here for another question. Do you know if there are any strange stories here?"
The proprietress was stunned, obviously not expecting Zhou Yiyang to ask this question.
"I didn't expect President Zhou to be interested in these things," the proprietress said, simply assuming that this was Zhou Yiyang's hobby. "But there are indeed many strange stories and legends in our country."
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the house, hitting the glass and making a harsh sound.
Even Zhou Yiyang felt a little scared.
The four of them also arrived at the lobby in their clothes. The TV was playing Japanese programs, which they couldn't understand. The gaming network was not very good, and the experience was poor.
At this time, they returned to the most primitive way of entertainment, and a group of people gathered together to chat.
This kind of experience gave the four of them a secret joy, as none of them had ever stayed in a youth hostel before. However, they often saw related descriptions on apps like Xiaobaishu, which was very interesting.
When the proprietress saw them all coming, she also felt that with such a strong snowstorm and at night, no one would come to stay in the hotel.
She led everyone to sit at a large wooden table, "Speaking of strange stories, we do have one nearby."
Tang Yue, who had just sat down and had not had time to sit firmly, almost jumped up from the seat the moment she did so.
If she knew that Zhou Yiyang and the proprietress were getting together to tell ghost stories, she would never come over.
But now, not only was there the boss lady, but there were also two employees who claimed to be fans watching nearby. Tang Yue naturally wouldn't reveal the fact that she was afraid of ghosts.
She forced a smile and pretended to be very positive: "That's great, we all want to hear it!"
Su Yin almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She couldn't help but shook her head. Tangtang had made great sacrifices in order to maintain her character.
At this time, two employees quietly walked over and asked in a low voice: "Um, can we come over and listen too? We can also add to the rumors!"
Zhou Yiyang naturally wanted it very much. For a strange story like this, it would be interesting to hear different versions from different people and finally combine them together.
"No problem, sit down. Off the stage, we are all ordinary people." Zhou Yiyang said gently.
Sure enough, a blush flashed across the faces of the two female employees.
Wang Xingrui clicked her tongue. She felt that men like Brother Yang, who were rich, handsome, and had a good temper, were usually scumbags in the novels she read.
After everyone arrived, the proprietress suddenly took out two candles and placed them on the table.
"To be honest, when I was in school, what I loved most was telling ghost stories to my classmates after the school power outage." The proprietress's face looked strange and evil in the candlelight.
In an instant, the lights in the room went out, and the only source of light was the two candles.
At this time, Tang Yue had already reached her hand onto Lin Xuaner's thigh under the table.
Lin Xuan'er whispered in Tang Yue's ear, "The boss lady turned it off herself, don't overthink it. If you're really scared, why don't you go back to your room first?"
Tang Yue heard all kinds of noises from the strong wind outside, and when she thought that she was the only one in the room, she decisively rejected the proposal.
"Who said I was scared?" Tang Yue pretended to be strong and said, "I'm not afraid of ghosts at all! Hahaha, I think this atmosphere is great."
Zhou Yiyang shook his head. Tang Yue's smile was uglier than crying, and what she said was really not convincing.
"It snows a lot here, you probably know that." The proprietress's voice was very low and soft, like a whisper in the ear, giving people a strong sense of substitution. It must be said that she is very talented in this area.
"So there was a legend about the Snow Woman."
When the proprietress said this, she paused and looked out the window.
The snow was unseasonably heavy.
"When I was little, my grandmother told me never to go out or turn on the lights on a snowy day."
"Why can't the lights be turned on?" Su Yin asked immediately.
The proprietress raised her lips, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight:
"Because if the light is on, the Snow Woman will know that there is someone in the house, and she will come in, capture the person, and put them in the box."
"Box?" Zhou Yiyang keenly captured this element. This special setting is often the key to making ghost stories fascinating.
"Let me tell you about this!" The female employee with a round face raised her hand, and Tang Yue was sitting next to her.
At that moment, Tang Yue had the urge to kill her own fans for the first time.
The female employee even turned her head deliberately and said to Tang Yue in a casual tone:
"The snow woman here is different from those in other places. She is not a monster, nor a god. She is just a poor person."
The female employee sighed, as if she had a good relationship with the other person: "When she was found, she was put in a box and thrown into the snow, and she froze to death."
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