Chapter 130: Magical Dreams

Cheng Peng knocked on the counter: "Boss, stay in the hotel." ”

The boss stared at the sleepy eyes and answered, and reluctantly got up: "Body, ID card, standard room 20, quadruple room 13." ”

"What is the standard room?" Cheng Peng thought, Song Qiuyue definitely can't live in a four-person room, and besides, she is not short of money now, so it is better to come to two standard rooms. He just asked casually, but the boss woke up.

The boss rubbed his eyes, looked at the two of them, and sneered: "Now there are only 2 rooms, a quadruple room with three beds, and a standard room with a double bed." I look at the two of you, I guess you can live in a standard room, right?"

"Are there only these two rooms?" Cheng Peng stared at each other in disbelief.

"Can I lie to you and make a fortune?" said the boss, "If you can't live, go out, I still want to sleep for a while." Damn, it's only 3 o'clock ~ This point comes to the hotel, and eighty percent of them elope. ”

His last sentence was muttered softly, Song Qiuyue couldn't hear it, but Cheng Peng heard it clearly. He frowned, and he had the intention to argue, but when he thought about it, it would get darker and darker, so it was better to pretend not to hear it, but to avoid embarrassment.

"Sister, it's just one room, do you think we live in a standard room?" Cheng Peng was simply generous and said to Song Qiuyue.

Song Qiuyue's face was red for a while, she was carrying her small bag in her hand, and she lowered her head and gently agreed: "Okay, how much is it?"

From the moment she entered the door of the hotel, Song Qiuyue was extremely nervous. She always felt like she was doing something to be ashamed of, but when she thought about it, it was nothing. When you go out, you have to stay in a hotel, and this has been the case throughout the ages. But when I think about it carefully, I feel that something is wrong, and I am flustered.

In the small bag she was holding, there was also the vest, which Cheng Peng wore for her last night, and it had been washed and sunned. It's a pity that before she could return it to Cheng Peng, the one ran home, changed the lock on the door, and drove her out.

Cheng Peng said: "Thirty, boss, open that standard room for us." ”

The boss agreed, and after hearing that the two were sisters and brothers, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept glancing at Song Qiuyue.

After opening the room, the boss led the way very diligently, and enthusiastically introduced himself: "My name is Zhao Dabao, and I was born and raised in Dongcheng Town. The house is an ancestral heirloom, and the shop has been open for three generations. Hey, although our Dongcheng Town is poor, there are still rich people. ”

He kept pulling at his collar and craned his neck, trying to express himself. It's a pity that Song Qiuyue didn't listen to him at all, and just hid behind Cheng Peng.

Cheng Peng had already seen his thoughts, and he grinned and dealt with it. The boss opened the door and handed them the key: "Check out at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and after a while, it will be counted as half a day." After twelve o'clock, it will be counted as the whole day. ”

"So ruthless?" Cheng Peng raised his eyebrows, when he lived in the county seat, he usually didn't count until two o'clock in the afternoon.

The boss smiled and said, "Of course, for the sake of this little sister, I can also delay it for you until the afternoon~"

He smiled and stretched out his hand, stroked it on the shoulder of Song Qiuyue, who was entering the door, and said, "Look, why is this hair so messy?

At the counter just now, Song Qiuyue kept her head down, hiding behind Cheng Peng, and the boss didn't see it real. Now standing at the door of the room, by the light, he saw the scars on his face, and his heart suddenly became suspicious, and he didn't believe in the relationship between the two siblings anymore.

Syllable!

Before Cheng Peng's hand landed on Song Qiuyue's shoulder, the python grabbed his wrist like a hole.

"Hehe, don't worry about it, we have been on a journey all night, tired, and want to rest, please!" Cheng Peng said to the other party with a smile.

"Sizzle~" The shopkeeper felt a sore wrist, and the other party's strength was amazing, so he had to mumble and turn around and leave.

Cheng Peng closed the door, walked to the middle of the room, and looked at the pattern. The total area is only ten square meters, and there is also a bathroom that only allows one person to turn around. The two single beds sit side by side, and the horizontal and vertical aisles are less than half a meter wide.

A window of only half a square meter hangs on the wall one person above the ground, and although the window is open, the room is still stuffy.

Cheng Peng looked around, and Song Qiuyue became more and more nervous. For the first time, she was alone in a room with a man other than Zhang Hu, and she felt her heart pounding wildly, as if she had been running wildly at the speed of a 100-meter race.

The air sticks and gets wet.

"No way, make do with it. Cheng Peng said with a smile.

His smile was a weapon to break the embarrassment, Song Qiuyue felt a little lighter, and said, "Well, make do with it." ”

"Sister, you sleep inside, I'm outside, let's go find a house early tomorrow morning." Cheng Peng said.

The two of them washed and lay down, two beds, back to back, and lay down in their clothes.

Song Qiuyue naturally couldn't sleep, she was tired all the way, and her legs were like being filled with lead. She hadn't felt anything when she had been on the road before, but as soon as she stopped, the tiredness came over her like a tidal wave.

Next door was the young man with strong blood, the younger brother who helped her and saved her several times. Although she couldn't see him, Song Qiuyue closed her eyes, and her mind was full of his smiling face.

Cheng Peng fell asleep quickly, and soon there was a slight snoring sound. This snoring sound seemed to be a magical sleeping medicine, listening to it, Song Qiuyue also fell asleep and gradually fell asleep.

She is not the only one who is dreaming, Cheng Peng also has a dream, and the dream is quite beautiful.

When he was sleeping in a daze, he heard someone calling to him: "Cheng Peng, Cheng Peng~"

It was a woman's voice as gentle as water, ethereal, as if in the clouds. Cheng Peng agreed, and the person appeared in another place with a swish.

The green mountains and green waters here, the fairy mist is misty, and it is obviously the world in the mirror.

"What the hell, the gods are mysterious, and they always don't hear people. Cheng Peng deliberately complained loudly.

I don't know if it was because the complaint worked, or for other reasons, suddenly a girl in ancient costume with a white dress fluttering fell from the sky and stepped on the fog.

Cheng Peng rubbed his eyes and was stunned.

This girl has a delicate figure, and it is difficult to hide her delicate figure in ancient costumes. Dark clouds and sideburns, apricot face and peach cheeks, two eyes like rippling autumn waves, and a small mouth as red as cherries.

She is not too tall, about 1.65 meters, so she came like that. walked up to Cheng Peng and gave a salute.

"Ah!" Cheng Peng jumped up in fright and said busily, "No need to do this, it's not a New Year's holiday, and I don't have any New Year's money." But who are you? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Young Master Cheng Peng, you can call the little woman the Mirror Fairy, I am the fairy spirit in this Mirror. The girl said, "I have called you here today because I have a few things to instruct. ”

Cheng Peng happened to be studying the mysteries of the Divine Mirror these days, and he was summoned by the Mirror Immortal, so he didn't hurry up to ask clearly.

He said, "Can I ask a few questions?"

Just ask. Jingxian replied with a smile.

"Not long ago, I was wrestling in the ring. A few days before and after, I suddenly lost contact with the mirror, and I was desperately diarrhea, which made me win the competition so badly. Does this matter have anything to do with you?" asked Cheng Peng.

Jing Xian hesitated for a moment and replied, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." ”

"What's your answer?" Cheng Peng rolled his eyes.