The night grew darker, and some people had already booked rooms and were planning to spend the night in that small place, while others were still under the hall, drinking shoddy wine and whispering about all sorts of things.

For your child, it's time to go to bed. Julius and Lulunaka, on the other hand, happen to be such children - at least on the outside.

Pasta booked the cheapest room, and when the hostess took them to the room before dinner, Pasta could still hear the squeaks of rats, and he was quite agile in listening to movements. Although it is a rather disturbing sound, no one has expectations for the environment of the inn in the first place, and it is even more impossible to find such a dilapidated hotel on the side of the road.

Even such a cheapest room cost Pasta a lot of silver. A sheltered roof is better than sleeping in the open. Julius, on the other hand, had a different opinion on this, and he thought that it was better to camp outside than to live in such a place, like a traveler who did not intend to stay, and he thought about it for a long time, until he went to bed in the evening, and he thought that he was a little uncomfortable to see so many coins in the hands of others—it was he who thought he was too much, and neither Pasta nor Lulunaka cared.

After dinner, Lulunaka and the others just stayed in the hall for a while before being taken back to their room by Pasta. In the eyes of others, it was probably just a man as an uncle to let his nephews and nieces rest well, and stop staying in a place like the hall that might become a mess. No matter how many possibilities there are, in a place like a hotel, there are always plenty of opportunities for drinking and fighting, even after a day of travel, some people's energy is always endless, especially the enthusiasm for trouble, which never stops.

This is a superficial reason, and it is also a reason that many people will come up with and hang on to others.

Pasta led Lulunaka and Julius back to the room, opened the door, and heard the familiar squeak again. Since it was the cheapest room, it was already satisfying to have a minimum of cleanliness and comfort. As for the rats, if they only heard the sounds, they couldn't tell how bad the room was, unless they quickly crawled over the tattered floor.

"Have a good rest, tomorrow is another day's journey. Pasta said to Julius and Lulunaka, and laughed, "What am I talking about, I really think of myself as an uncle, there is not even an outsider here." ”

"Mr. Edgar, this is the best. Lulunaka had already stepped over to the bed and sat down, untying her boots, "You're my uncle when you're away, you can't say that no one sees you and doesn't think you're my uncle, do you?" You know, a man in the prime of life, a cute and delicate little girl, ostensibly an uncle-nephew relationship, but in private if you are suspected......"

"Stop, I'm not interested in this kind of aristocratic jokes and jokes. Pasta interrupted Lulunaka, "I used to be a member of the church, and I can't laugh at you when you say that." ”

"That's my rudeness. Lulunaka just smiled, not looking like she was being rude, "But do you really think it's just a matter of aristocratic circles?

Lulunaka's words made it difficult for Pasta to refute. He wanted to say that Lulunaka was arguing with strong words, but she wasn't talking nonsense, this kind of thing, no matter what era or place, could happen.

"You see I'm right, right?" Lulunaka had already taken off her boots and sat barefoot on the bed. This simple, rat-like room with two beds was the only thing satisfying, but it was impossible for three people to sleep in two beds. As for Xue Yan, although he is said to be familiar, he doesn't seem to be thick-skinned enough to have plans to live together. And in Xue Yan's opinion, the other party is still with the girl's house, and he is really not suitable to make up this number, besides, it is already a little crowded for three people in a room with only two beds, and if one person becomes four, it is probably not possible to sleep well.

"This kind of thing needs to look at the identity, as long as there is a demon in the heart, it can happen anytime and anywhere, and many times people will turn a blind eye. ”

"Why did you know that there is a demon in people's hearts, and they didn't stop it?" asked Julius, a little curious. He had already put aside the cross-sword he was carrying, and the cross-sword wrapped in layers of cloth looked like a stick, and the outline of the sword was completely indiscerning. He sat on the other bed, and his face was not very good, or rather, everyone who stayed in the hotel did not have a good face, after all, most of them had been on the road all day, and they were so tired that they were willing to stay in the hotel that was not very reasonable.

"Why? Maybe it's because the demon is too treacherous and cunning, or maybe it's because everyone around the demon is being bewitched?" Lulunaka replied, making Pasta frown. Julius obviously didn't understand what he and Lulunaka were talking about, and it was understandable for a young man not to understand such a thing, but Lulunaka didn't seem to intend to solve his puzzles, and was talking nonsense. "If you see such a demon, do not hesitate to stab it to death with your sword. The demon was in the heart of man, and it was easier to kill him than to puncture a bubble, just a little force and the tip of the sword could be pierced into it. ”

Julius had a look of suspicion on his face, "If that demon really lives in the heart of a man, if I do this, that person will die, right?"

"Of course a person who is parasitized by demons will die!" Lulunaka's voice raised considerably, "Do you want to leave mercy to those who become demon lackeys? ”

Pasta can be sure that Lulunaka is not only talking nonsense, but also intent on leading Julius down the wrong path. No matter how bad the "demon" hidden in some people's hearts is, if this is done according to Lulunaka, it is not only the person who is stabbed who hides the "demon" in his heart. If you really do what Lulunaka says, then as a human being, it's too ...... It's extreme.

"Boy, let me give you a piece of advice, don't believe what your cousin says. Pasta said to Julius that her cousin's identity was more of a joke than a reminder.

"Am I that bad, uncle?" Lulunaka blinked, looking innocent.

"Yes. Pasta replied very directly without the slightest hesitation.

Lulunaka snorted, didn't reply, and lay down on the bed.

Julius watched the conversation between the two men, a little overwhelmed, completely unable to interject. Pasta turned to Julius again, "Go to bed early, don't be cranky, and don't think about going down." You're not old enough to drink. ”

"Why?" Julius felt his mind being debunked, and his face burned a little. He really wanted to stay down there instead of going back to his room like a kid - and for another important reason, he didn't really want to be in the same room as Lulunaka. Maybe some teenagers will be envious, but Julius will definitely not be happy about it, it is worse than being beaten, and God knows if Lulunaka will toss him because he is in a bad mood or something.

"Your face is full of longing. Pasta said, "Also, you can't hide what is in your heart at all, and you will only let a guy like Xue Yan casually set up what he wants." If you want to grow up as an adult, think about how to hide your thoughts. ”

With that, Pasta closed the door and left, leaving only Julius and Lulunaka rolling on the bed.

"Do I have words written on my face?" Julius touched his cheek and tugged hard a few more times. He didn't feel like he was really writing on his face, but everyone seemed to be able to see through what was going on in his heart.

"You don't have a word written on your face, but it's engraved. Lulunaka said, "It's much worse than writing in ink, hero." ”

Hearing the word hero, Julius's mood visibly became even more depressed. Now for him, hearing the word hero is definitely not something that can be uplifting.

Lulunaka smiled and continued, "You see I'm not wrong, you have frustration written on your face right now, anyone can see it. A guy like you is really the best prey for a liar, anyone can fool you, and you can't fool anyone. ”

Speaking of liars, Julius thought of Xue Lun. "That Xue Yan, is he a bad person?"

Lulunaka, who was lying down, looked up with a curious look, "Why did you think of this?"

"I heard your conversation, you said he was a spy. ”

"Oh, I thought you were just a pig who only knew how to eat, and didn't care about anything else. ”

Julius sighed, "Just think I'm a pig, but I hear it after all." ”

"Why do you think spies are bad?" Lulunaka looked curious, "where are you saying that?"