Who gave him this evil prescription?
If you mix burnt ash into the water, it won't cure the child; instead, it will cause the child to choke.
I thought to myself, it must have been Lan Jia who told him, and half a sheet is enough.
Why don't you just say three meals a day?
Although that's what we thought, Yiyi and I each took a piece of paper.
After folding it, he put it in his pocket, and then Fatty Zhou pointed out the yellow talisman under the pillow to us.
At this moment, Yiyi gently asked a question.
"If that filmmaker you just mentioned comes, what should we do? Or is there something else?"
For example, if you leave and your apprentice or servant comes back, wouldn't you have made a wasted trip?
The girl's words were crucial; she hit the nail on the head.
I feel like slapping my forehead.
I forgot to ask about that at first glance.
When that guy was mentioned, Fatty Zhou's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he sighed.
"He...I guess he's gone."
That's all?
I was shocked. When I looked at the girl, I found that she had a similar expression to mine.
"How could it suddenly be gone? Wasn't there supposed to be a three-day deadline...?"
Yiyi spoke with concern.
“If he still has any hope, I would never let two strangers like you run the shop for me.”
I've put a lot of effort into this shop. I don't want it to be ruined or unsold.
Upon hearing this, the image of the Thunder Strike Sword exploded in my mind.
He thought the boss didn't trust us and was trying to persuade me to just leave.
However, I told him to calm down.
Yiyi frowned slightly at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, the boss was back to his humble self.
"My two benefactors, to be honest, this guy has been with me for a long time, and I really don't want anything to happen to him."
However, there were quite a few fake corpses guarding that place... For an ordinary person like him to have traveled that far is already quite impressive.
As he spoke, Fatty Zhou seemed to choke up a little.
"As for the Shadowstalker, just don't mess with him."
If I really anger him, I don't know what to do. I usually have to take care of him.
He only steals things with energy, that's a lie. You guys should put everything away carefully.
Especially those who previously carried high levels of energy.
This way, the perpetrators will generally stop hurting people.
As he spoke, the fat man began packing his luggage.
This is probably the house where he and Xiaoyuan lived together.
The tidying up was done with such ease. The panic I felt in the hallway just moments before was completely gone.
I pulled a tattered canvas bag out from under the bed and stuffed it with some compressed biscuits, a water bottle, and a gleaming kitchen knife.
Watching his movements, I was completely unsure whether this guy was going to chop someone up or cut sea marrow with the kitchen knife.
Finally, Fatty Zhou also put in the half-packet of sea cucumber powder.
He thought for a moment, then took out a kitchen knife from under the bed that was even shinier and crisper than the previous one.
Then it walked towards us.
Just as I was about to mentally call for the Thunder Strike Sword to defend myself, the fat man spoke up.
"This cleaver can protect you from fake corpses. Although the chances of encountering one are slim, if you do encounter danger, remember to slash it in the eyes."
They mustered their courage; that place was their only weakness.
At this time, Yiyi and I continued to help her tidy up.
Yiyi even put the small bottle of water she brought from Lanjia into her bag.
The fat man hesitated for a moment, seemingly not wanting anything with blue dots, but after frowning, he smiled again.
"If it doesn't work, come back. Don't force your way in."
Yi Yi spoke coldly at this moment.
I knew in my heart that the girl didn't have much sympathy for the fat man, but if he left, we really wouldn't be able to get the sea marrow.
This guy is our only hope of breaking the agreement.
Fatty Zhou took the bag, his eyes reddening again. He was extremely grateful for our help.
"There are still a lot of things downstairs; these are food and household items."
downstairs?
I could tell from Fatty Zhou that he was already feeling quite uneasy.
I don't want to go to that place downstairs again.
To be precise, I don't want to walk up the stairs in this hotel anymore.
Why wasn't an elevator designed to go up and down the floors during the initial design phase?
Walking back and forth like this not only wastes time, but also gives bad guys plenty of opportunities!
"Master, don't worry!"
Although... my energy isn't at its full potential, I think I can still make another move if we need to go through that interlayer again!
We already have experience this time.
And if you manage to get that pink light, remember to save it for me!
I couldn't help but complain for a while.
The idea of using lightning strikes was practically popping out of my head.
Finally, the fat man patted the blanket off Xiao Yuan and then touched the child's head.
Judging from his distressed expression, it must be burning hot.
At this point, the fat man gritted his teeth and turned around. In order not to make a sound, he took the lead and slowed his steps, while we followed quietly behind.
Slowly closing the door, the fat man's eyes were full of affection.
And this compassion turned into ruthlessness the moment the door was closed.
"Go down the corridor towards the stairwell!"
The fat man spoke.
"Do we really have to do this? What if we encounter another ghost wall situation..."
I couldn't help but ask with concern.
If that mastermind really uses the same trick again, I think we'll have to put in a lot more effort.
After all, this isn't child's play. We solved it the first time, but he'll probably come up with an even more dangerous "ghost wall" the second time.
"It's alright! I know this hotel very well."
At this moment, the fat man revealed a very strange smile.
I was filled with emotion. If you had known us earlier, we wouldn't have gotten separated in the storage room.
That way, we wouldn't have suffered like we did in the mezzanine.
Strangely, after we followed the fat man for a couple of steps, the stairs that had been particularly eerie just moments before returned to normal.
I just noticed that the stairs outside were quite narrow when I entered, and they are still just as narrow now, without any change.
I'm certain this is the same place we just came into; at least we haven't fallen into any other traps.
We went down the steps.
This was the first time I seriously examined the basic facilities inside the hotel.
The wooden steps, though old, had been ravaged by time.
But it made me feel much more at ease. The floor was no longer covered in a dense layer of slime, nor was it so slippery that it was difficult to walk on.
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