The days of being a writer in a different world

Xiao Mao looked at Mr. Shi for help, this guest is difficult to deal with!

The old gentleman was finishing the phone call, came over in a hurry, smiled understandingly with the guest, and sighed: "It's better to meet you by chance, sir, since everyone is lucky to meet this wonderful thing, why don't you go find it together? Since the master is here to enlighten you Ling, presumably also has his own plans, and he doesn't want to say anything, so please be sure to invite guests..."

"I understand, I understand, don't worry, old man, I, Huang Jiguang, travel all over the world, relying on my 'pretty'. Please!"

Mr. Shi Lao led the way, followed by the little guest surnamed Huang. With Xiao Mao, who was still dizzy and shocked when he heard the news that the master had enlightened his soul in the hotel, the three of them quietly checked along the corridor.

In front of room 608B, the old gentleman and Huang Jiguang stopped together, looking at the sign hanging on the doorknob - do not disturb.

"This, this is not the traitor..." Mao Xiaoda was even more shocked, before he could speak the whole sentence, Mr. Shi stopped him.

That's right, the old man looked at the closed door and nodded secretly. The young man must have waited for them to leave, and immediately invited a familiar master to comfort his companion.It's just that this movement is too fast, and the master is too, too "approachable" and careless.

We must know that there are no masters who can have Mingfu articles, which one doesn't live in seclusion and is heavily guarded.This trick came immediately, without making a sound, and immediately stroked the spirit in the hotel. The movement of the stroke was bigger than the general Qiling—although there is no essential difference between Qiling and Fuling, they all use words to lead the world Spirituality enters the body.

It's just that enlightening the soul is more important than living beings, and enlightening the soul makes people "live", and it is mostly used for children who have not been enlightened; while nurturing the spirit is more important than attracting spiritual matter to make up "living people", and it is mostly used by wealthy families for children with low spiritual compatibility. Their "nourishing" can be used on rebel spiritual masters, and there is really no one in a million.

This is indeed a big deal! ... The water is too deep, the background of the young man is worrying!Just don't know how long the master will stay here.

That being the case, take advantage of this opportunity!

The old man with the gray beard trembled and took out his phone again.At the same time, Huang Jiguang also took out his "brick", and the two looked at each other—heroes see the same thing!

"Xiao Mao, how many vacant rooms are there on this floor?" Dr. Shi asked.

"Ah? Seven, seven rooms, that's right, there are not many customers in the off-season now, so there are seven rooms available." Xiao Mao was stunned, the young man was rough, but fortunately, he was quite skilled in the business, and quickly reported a few rooms. The location of the vacant rooms: four facing north, two facing south, and one facing east.

Mr. Shi looked at 608B, and said to this Huang guest who was both keenly inspired and knowledgeable, "Two rooms, one to the east, and one near."

"Deal." Huang Jiguang couldn't wait to pick up the phone and dial.

Mao Xiaoda looked at the two people standing in the corner of the corridor inexplicably, and made one phone call after another in a low voice. He looked at 608B in awe, and made up his mind to keep a close eye on this room. What if he could see the master writer?The kind that lives!

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Cheng Chen didn't know much about Fuling, and he had hardly seen this word on the Internet before, or was it because of some kind of taboo related to rebel spirit masters?That's when I heard the old doctor talk about the traitor spiritual master this time, I realized that there was such a thing.In his consciousness, enlightenment has to wait for the children of enlightenment.Fuling, except that there are no children, it sounds like there is no difference, just holding a spiritual book to read!

First of all, no one would bring unenlightened children to hotels to live in, and secondly, Qiling also has its own area. In the words, that is, "fireworks" were lit in the surrounding neighborhood.This time I live on the sixth floor, and there are no residential buildings near the hotel. There is a garden in front and a large parking lot in the back.

A Lang's situation can't be moved for a while, so he can't take an unconscious person to the barren mountains to soothe his soul, right?

Cheng Chen decided to take this small risk. Anyway, the hotel was registered as "An Sheng", and Alang would be able to wake up after stroking his soul. If there was any movement, it would be no problem to run away.

So, he started working overnight and drove out a short section before "The Little Prince".

There was not much movement in the "Fu Ling" this time, the problem now is that Lu Chi's little prince didn't fully understand, and flew into his body with a dull head. It seems that A Lang can only wait for the next image of Wen Ling.

【…The little wolf dog said: To me, you are just a little boy, just like thousands of other little boys.I don't need you, and you don't need me.To you, too, I am just a beast, no different from thousands of other beasts.But if you tame me, we'll need each other.For me, you are the only one in my world; for you, I am the only one in your world. 】

Cheng Chen read slowly and absorbedly.

Layer after layer of spiritual waves, like a whirlpool or ripple, stirred up round after round.He sat in the middle of the room, as if sitting in the eye of a hurricane, calm and unaware of the stormy waves he had created.

A little bit of light green star light gradually shines from the sky, like fireflies in the dark night, the stars are dotted and lovely.

As he chanted, the light green starlight converged to the side of the book page, condensing into a fluffy little green wolf dog.It kicked its legs vigorously in the void, swished, and jumped to Cheng Chen's face in an instant, its long broom tail dangled stiffly, its squinted eyes and long, fang-filled mouth, it could still move Put on a festive smile.

The three pages have been read to the end, Cheng Chen's eyes twitched, he aimed at the little green wolf, circled his nose and mouth three times to the left and three times to the right, squinting his eyes, pouted his big mouth, sniffing and licking furtively Go non-stop.

It's cold, itchy, and the roots of my ears are getting goosebumps from this guy's fur.

After finally reading the last word, Cheng Chen angrily grabbed the wretched little wolf cub.

He didn't expect to be able to catch the condensed Wen Ling in the void.This hand feels, uh, cold and itchy, like holding a bouquet of autumn morning dew.He didn't dare to use a heavy hand, for fear of crushing the little elf, there would be nowhere to cry.

Pointing at the guy lying on the bed, Cheng Chen coaxed: "Go, be good! See, that's your brother, here! The one on the bed. Don't wander around, go, comfort your brother!"

Cheng Chen swore that he was really in that little wolf dog, uh, or a wolf? ——Small details, don't worry about it——I saw contempt and disgust on my face.

In the next instant, the little green wolf turned into a beam of silent green flames, covering A Lang's entire body in an instant.The man's emaciated body immediately emanated almost white flames from the inside out, and quickly merged with the green flames, turning into roughly white, with only a slight greenish cold flame at the top.

The cold flames surrounded him, flickering and flickering, as if they were real, but they didn't even hurt a single hair on Alang's body, as if they were flames in an illusory dream.

The bluish-white cold flames flickered for a few seconds, and then slowly "extinguished", or to use a more appropriate description: they "retracted" into A Lang's body.

Cheng Chen stared at A Lang closely, watching his expression gradually relax, the gloom between his brows seemed to have mostly dissipated, he stopped moaning, and even... let out a happy little snore.

OK!What a fool!Cheng Chen stood up with black hair, loosened the trouser legs that had been trampled out of shape by himself, got up and stirred the warm towel, slapped the person's face, and rubbed it indiscriminately.

Seeing the big man ignorantly struggling with his eyes closed, his curly hair sticking out, he laughed happily to himself for a while.

This is a spiritual compatibility... right?

If he could get through this test, he would have to rush to work and write the full text of "The Little Prince" as soon as possible. After reading a book, A Lang could somewhat recover some spirituality.

In the deep night, everything is silent except for the steady purring of a certain domestic wolf.

For a moment, Cheng Chen only felt that the years were peaceful, only a cigarette was missing.

Cigarettes are really addictive. I haven't touched the body of the immature Xiaonencong in this life. When I think about it, I really miss it.Anyway, I was so tossed that I couldn't sleep for a while, so I went to the service desk in the lobby to wander around. It's best to have a cigarette, and buy some snacks to fill my mouth if I don't have a cigarette.

Pull the quilt wrapped around Mr. Wolf evenly, tuck the corners of the quilt, and then touch the big guy's forehead, um, it's cool, and he doesn't sweat anymore.

Cheng Chen felt relieved, opened the door, turned around and locked it gently.

Da da da!Crack, clap!

There was a series of gentle closing sounds, and even the sound of stumbling and crying.

strangeness? !Cheng Chen suddenly turned his head alertly, the corridor was still dimly lit and empty.The door of the room diagonally opposite just closed with a "da" sound.

I always feel that... something is wrong?Everyone in the middle of the night doesn't sleep?Play mahjong for supper?Do not make jokes!

Suspiciously, he walked forward slowly, quietly observing the rooms on either side.There were so many doors closing just now, but now there is no sound of people... The sound insulation of this hotel is really good, right?

After walking a few steps and standing still, I always felt that there was only a big stupid person left in the room, which seemed a bit unsafe.Forget it, cigarettes or something, you can smoke whenever you have the chance.If people wake up in the morning, they will leave.

Just as I was thinking about it, a young man ran from the west end of the corridor. It was the hedgehog-haired waiter with a strong sense of justice.He bowed deeply, his face almost turned into a flower with a smile, and said in a low voice respectfully: "Hi, Mr. An, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I can't sleep and come out for a walk." Cheng Chen responded casually, glanced around casually, and asked, "It's the middle of the night, and the guests in the building are still sleeping late?"

"...Ah? Ah! Our hotel has a free supper service, and the guests like it very much. What kind of steamed buns filled with soup, meat sandwiches, whistle noodles, cold skin, vegetable tofu, as long as you want to eat, we have it!" Xiaomao With sweat all over his head, Debo Debo announced the name of the dish with an idea, and his smile was even brighter and more respectful.

Cheng Chen was drooling when he heard that, this hotel is a late-night newspaper office!

"Okay, okay, don't report it, I don't need it." There was still one lying in the room, and it was still stuffed in the throat at noon, forget it.

He turned around to go back to the room, Xiao Mao hurried forward and whispered: "Mr. An, that, the one in your room..."

"What?" Cheng Chen's face turned cold, "Didn't that Doctor Shi say that the former spiritual master would not pursue it anymore?"

"No, no, you misunderstood!" Xiao Mao became anxious, and hurriedly relayed: "We, Dr. Shi, also think that Mr., that's 'very compassionate'. He said that he has a Chinese medicine on hand, which can nourish spirituality when he takes a bath. , keep fit, the effect is good. Do you think?"

It's so kind!Cheng Chen was overjoyed, and quickly asked about the specific situation.