My first instinct was to refuse, after all, the hotel was just too eerie.
The capable individuals the boss mentioned, as well as some of the strange guests, have never shown their faces, and it's unknown whether they are friends or foes.
If we create another maze like this guy, wouldn't we be doomed?
However, the words of refusal were about to come out when they were choked back by Fatty Zhou's somewhat red eyes.
Just then, Xiao Yuan's breathing quickened again.
That makes perfect sense. If he doesn't go, Xiao Yuan is definitely doomed.
We can't even get our hands on the sea marrow.
At that moment, I looked up and peered out the window on the third floor. The weather was definitely starting to brighten.
If we fail to complete it by the deadline, the contract will likely remain in effect.
The living perish, the dead are reborn!
At this point, I even began to wonder if the current situation was a staged act by Lan Jia and Fatty Zhou.
Fatty Zhou was already dead; he was practically a dead man, yet he still managed to run this hotel all these years ago.
In other words, even if the fat man dies, he can still live a normal life.
Either he has the means to communicate with the living, or he's in the business of dealing with the dead.
At least I think that over the years, including the personality he developed, he lived a pretty comfortable life back then.
Despite being repeatedly beaten, he also developed into a plump and chubby boss.
If our lives are really taken away, will he transfer those lives to his own son?
Since we've been affected, we can completely exchange our two precious lives for it.
Given his current attitude towards his son, I think it's quite possible.
However, if we insist on thinking of this fat man as a bad guy, then we'll be stuck here.
I can't exactly go out to find things with Yiyi.
In that case, we might not only get lost, but we might also encounter some potential dangers.
Ever since I crossed the roundabout, I feel like nothing good has happened around me.
At that moment, I also glanced at Yiyi beside me.
Her brows were already furrowed.
Seeing that I was also hesitant, Yiyi wanted to decline.
However, his mouth moved slightly, but he still spoke in a gentle tone.
"Okay, Mr. Zhou, go ahead!"
Xiao Yuan, I'll definitely keep an eye on things for you, and if we get the sea marrow, I'll definitely share it with us right away!
Including your shop, you said that at times like this, basically no one will check in.
And the procedures are all the same as outside, right?
At this moment, Fatty Zhou kept nodding.
Although I felt a little uncomfortable when Yiyi said that, I immediately felt relieved.
I felt much better now.
I lowered my voice, "You really don't care about him at all?"
My tone was somewhat relaxed.
“Brother, we have no other choice. Only this guy can find new sea marrow.”
And Xiao Yuan must not get into trouble.
If anything were to happen to this kid, I think Fatty would absolutely go crazy. Who knows what methods he might use to fight us then?
Yiyi's words made sense, and I quickly nodded in agreement.
With this explanation, I understand much better now.
"Don't worry, we'll help you."
Upon hearing our words, Fatty Zhou felt as if he had grasped a lifeline, and his whole body trembled with excitement.
I'm afraid this thing might accidentally mutate completely and turn into that red-eyed state again.
They wanted to kneel down and bow to us.
He kept expressing his gratitude.
With his obese body, I was afraid he would bounce back from his stomach when he bent over.
He then quickly pulled me to the desk next to Xiao Yuan's bedside table.
Then, they pulled out a slightly crumpled piece of paper from inside.
This is the same notebook he used when registering at the front desk, except that the blank page in the middle has been torn out.
Then he pulled a pen out from under the table.
Write crookedly on the paper.
I noticed that his handwriting looked very similar to the large characters on the riverside inn sign outside.
It really was this guy who drove it.
"Here, my benefactor."
"I hope you don't mind if I call you both that?"
Without waiting for us to say whether we minded or not, Fatty Zhou continued talking to himself.
“My two benefactors, let me make things clear to you first.”
I might not be able to come back once I leave.
This is the ratio of sea cucumber to water. Sometimes I'm not sure about the concentration of old sea cucumber, but on average I use a 1:3 ratio.
Feed three times a day, with a maximum of half a spoonful each time.
That's the most.
Too much will harm your health.
Fatty Zhou pointed to the words on the paper, which included some other precautions, such as which medicine to give his son in case of any emergencies.
He explained everything so clearly that for a moment I felt like he was a doctor prescribing medicine for us.
They acted as if they were afraid we'd forgotten something.
His eyes, however, held an unprecedented seriousness.
Seeing him like this, I felt a bit emotional.
"Master, I never expected this fat guy to have a serious side!"
This person is completely different from the boss who was just inside the mezzanine, gripping the scorching hot door with one hand.
Hahaha! "
For some reason, Lei Jijian also started laughing at this moment.
I reckon he absolutely has no experience being a parent.
However, whether Lei Jijian will be able to become a parent in this lifetime is hard to say.
When I worked at the funeral home, some of the families, the elderly burying their children, cried their eyes out.
Some of them shouted until their voices were hoarse.
Let's calm down and give him some extra advice: let's be nicer to his son and daughter.
In comparison, this Fatty Zhou is already quite restrained.
Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry.
Xiao Yuan is really in a terrible situation.
At this moment, Old Zhou gave him another piece of advice.
"My benefactors, please remember this: if Xiao Yuan's cough gets worse, use this special sea marrow of mine to circle around his brain."
Even a little bit of relief is good.
If his skin turns unusually bluish, don't be afraid. Just quickly find the yellow talisman paper under his pillow, burn some ash, mix it with water, and feed it to him.
No need to burn too much, half a sheet at a time.
Looking at how professional the fat guy is, I feel a little ashamed of myself.
Holy crap, this guy actually studied this stuff.
My grandfather didn't teach me when I was little, so I only know some basic things.
However, my grandfather never taught me anything like that.
As I listened to this fat guy talk, I was internally ranting and raving.
I've never seen anything like burning this stuff and mixing it with water to drink!
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