The older sister opened the door.
All four of them took a step back without prior arrangement.
Clearly, these two rooms hadn't been lived in for a long time; not only were they leaking water everywhere, but they also had a strong musty smell.
But there was no other way but to stay.
After discussion, the four decided that the two girls would stay in the inner room, and the young man would stay in the outer room.
Feng Hui and Zhong Misu went to the outer room and closed the door.
Feng Hui was still clicking his tongue in distress: "A whole ten-yuan note! Xiao Zhong, how rich do you have?! Giving her five yuan is like sending her to heaven!"
Zhong Misu shook her head indifferently: "I don't have five yuan."
He has money, tickets, and savings in his pocket; he can support himself for three to five years without any problem.
He earned all of this by doing good deeds.
Good deeds can be exchanged for money; even a single act of kindness can bring in a great deal of wealth.
But money cannot buy good deeds.
Feng Hui was still rambling on: "I have one, you should have said so earlier, I would have exchanged it for you!"
As he spoke, he used the moonlight to prop a stool against the door: "If you flaunt your wealth like this, you'll get into trouble sooner or later!"
"I accept the criticism!" Zhong Misu stacked another stool on top of him, smiled, and said, "Thank you at the train station earlier, Lao Feng!"
Feng Hui shook his head and wrapped himself in the musty-smelling blanket: "Forget it, I can't possibly be on the same page as you rich kids!"
Zhong Misu smiled.
There was no more noise from next door. He really wanted to ask Su Qiaoqiao if she needed anything or if there was anything he could do for her, but he decided against it.
The room smelled very musty, and Zhong Misu couldn't sleep all night.
Fragments of memories from his previous five lives kept replaying in his mind.
But these are just fragments that can't be pieced together—a word, a smile, a fleeting moment of intimacy.
Why does Su Qiaoqiao, his lover in this life, feel so unfamiliar to him?
Why did she grow up so smoothly?
Who knows what kind of tribulation she will have to go through in this life?
At three o'clock in the morning, Zhong Misu suddenly heard sneaky footsteps in the corridor.
I tried to make it lighter, but it's still quite heavy.
Clearly, the person making the footsteps was quite heavy.
The sound of footsteps gradually grew closer.
Immediately, he clearly smelled a strange fragrance.
This tastes somewhat familiar...
It's sleeping gas!
Zhong Misu's eyes widened in horror, and she quickly took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.
Within seconds, he began to feel dizzy. He scrambled to the window and pushed it open.
After taking a few breaths of fresh air at the window, he quickly went to push Feng Hui.
Unexpectedly, Feng Hui remained motionless, like a corpse—clearly, he had been poisoned by the smoke.
At that moment, the sound of a key being inserted into the lock was clearly heard.
Zhong Misu gritted her teeth, extracted a wisp of merit, and reinforced the door lock.
After he was reincarnated, he was practically an ordinary person.
He used most of the merits he accumulated in his previous five lives to exchange for Su Ruyi's rebirth in this life, but he forgot about it.
The little merit he has left in this life can still allow him to do some supernatural things.
However, once it's used up, it's gone.
Besides that, it has no other magical power.
He heard the voice at the door and muttered under his breath, "Damn old hag! Useless at everything! She even gave me the wrong key! Oh well, let's get those two women out of here first!"
Immediately afterwards, he heard the door to Su Qiaoqiao's room being opened with a key.
Zhong Misu hurriedly raised her still somewhat sore arms, laboriously moved the two stacked stools aside, and then pulled open the door.
A very tall and strong man walked out of the next room, holding Su Qiaoqiao in one hand and Li Wenjuan in the other, as if he were holding a chicken.
Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned for a moment.
Zhong Misu's limbs were weak at this moment, and she was clearly no match for the strong man.
Su Qiaoqiao's ordeal... has begun?
With a determined heart, he drew half of his merit, gathered it into golden light at his fingertips, and shot it into the strong man's heart.
That heart, which had worked diligently for forty years, suddenly stopped working on the spot.
Before the burly man could even cover his chest, he collapsed to the ground with his eyes wide open.
At this moment, some of the golden light of merit returned to Zhong Misu, about half of what he had extracted.
He's a bad person!
Without thinking twice, Zhong Misu rushed forward and caught Su Qiaoqiao, who had fallen from the burly man's arm.
He wanted to pick up Li Wenjuan, but she had already fallen to the ground with a thud.
Both girls were clearly intoxicated by the smoke and were unconscious.
Zhong Misu's slightly dizzy mind instantly cleared up—this was a rip-off!
He dared not call for help, for he did not know if there were any accomplices hiding in the darkness.
They could only drag Su Qiaoqiao and Li Wenjuan into their own room, then drag the burly man's corpse into Su Qiaoqiao's room and close the door.
After finishing all that, his sore arms were almost too weak to lift.
This sleeping gas is incredibly potent!
The two girls lay sprawled on the ground, but he didn't have the strength to help them to bed.
He mustered his strength and quickly stacked the stools by the door, then dragged over a table and propped it against the door as well.
Then he climbed onto the table, leaned his back against the door, and began to catch his breath.
The entire hotel was quiet.
Half an hour later, he heard footsteps again, this time very faintly.
Soon, the key was inserted into the lock of his house.
The previous merit-based restrictions were still in effect, so people outside couldn't open the door.
Zhong Misu heard a soft "Hmm?"
It's a female voice!
Then came a chorus of curses: "This is fucking weird!"
That voice belongs to the receptionist!
She tried a few more keys, then gave up.
Then, he opened the door to Su Qiaoqiao's room while cursing.
A few seconds later, a low scream rang out: "Honey, what's wrong... don't scare me! Ah..."
It turns out it was a shady business run by a husband and wife.
Zhong Misu was extremely anxious.
I wonder if they have any accomplices?
At this moment, Feng Hui woke up.
He was very alert and silently sat up.
Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, I knew I had been infected.
Forcing himself to stand up, he saw Zhong Misu sitting at the table by the door, and his heart sank even further.
So she remained silent, mustered her strength, and strode quickly toward him.
But he didn't see the two girls on the ground.
He tripped and fell, landing on top of the two of them.
Su Qiaoqiao and Li Wenjuan were also woken up by his heavy weight pressing down on them.
Su Qiaoqiao felt dizzy and realized a man was on top of her. She immediately pushed him away with all her might and shouted, "Catch the pervert! Catch the pervert! Help!"
She could feel her limbs were weak, but she could still shout, so she shouted at the top of her lungs.
Li Wenjuan immediately climbed to the corner of the wall, pressed her back against the wall, hugged herself with both hands, and pursed her lips.
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