"Who is Antonio?" Hu Guohua asked.

"Antonio is Po

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a The great-grandson of the innkeeper's founder, the one who has a lot of money can come out of his ears. The picture in front of him is a sloppy gypsy, although he looks a lot like Antonio. Mario, the owner of the pizzeria, looked at the picture and asked, "Is there any trouble you guys have?" I know the tribal leader of the gypsy, and he can do anything in a word. ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just that they want to blackmail my friend, the owner of that Sushi restaurant in the south of the city." Hu Guohua hid his true purpose and picked up a good reason to reply to Mario.

"Don't worry, Hu, it's on me." Mario patted Hu Guohua on the shoulder and asked, "Why don't you let your friends come to the bar for a drink, I'm in for a treat." ”

"Thank you, thank you! We still have business. In fact, Hu Guohua knows the character of Italians, especially drunkards, and makes random promises, but as soon as he turns around, he forgets what he said, and Hu Guohua doesn't expect Mario to help at all.

Hu Guohua bought a few bottles of drinks, paid for Mario, walked out of the bar, and said to Mo Wuwen: "The person you saw in the pizzeria turned out to be PO."

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"The old man said the celadon piece was his." Mo Wuwen said to Hu Guohua as calmly as possible, for fear of frightening him.

"Ah, is it true that everything you dream about is true?" Hu Guohua really believes that Mo Wuwen is not lying.

"The old man said that we could find out the secret by tracking down the gypsy, but I don't know what the secret is, he didn't say it clearly." Mo Wuwen still didn't clear his mind, the ghost old man said that the porcelain was not with him, and the gypsies followed them all the way, could it be that the porcelain pieces were in the hands of the gypsies, after all, the gypsies made a living from theft.

"Mr. Hu, I've heard that the Gypsies live in RVs on the outskirts of the city, can we find the camp where the Gypsies live?" Mo Wuwen has an adventurous plan, if the celadon piece is really in the gathering place of the gypsies, then go straight to the camp and find the celadon to get it back with the resonance of the celadon piece.

"Do you want to go there, you're crazy, do you know what kind of people they are! No, no..."Hu Guohua shook his head frequently, resolutely disagreeing with Mo Wuwen's plan.

is not familiar with the place outside, and without Hu Guohua's support, the action can only be abandoned. Mo Wuwen put forward another idea: "I think the boss of the Oriental porcelain company didn't go to England at all, he knows whose hands the porcelain is." ”

"Well, it's a viable idea." Hu Guohua also knew that the boss said that going abroad was just a resignation.

"Mr. Hu, then let's go to his office in the evening to see if there are any clues."

"Well, it's illegal."

"We're just going to investigate the truth, not stealing. Besides, it's none of your business to act, and it's our business if something happens. Rest assured, we won't have a problem. Mo Wuwen worked hard to persuade Hu Guohua.

Hu Guohua thought for a moment and replied, "I'll send you there after dark, remember to be careful not to let people find out." ”

"I don't know, or we check out and live in Milan, the hotel is too weird, and I always feel unreliable to live in." He Tiankun didn't want to let that ghost sleep badly every night.

"Yes, yes, Master, let's change the hotel." Li Xiaomai's thoughts are exactly the same as He Tiankun's.

Since everyone has decided to do so, Mo Wuwen decided to move to Milan to live, anyway, it is very convenient to have a car. When he arrived at the hotel, Hu Guohua stepped forward and said to the old lady to check out, but the old lady didn't say anything, just smiled at Mo Wuwen. Smiling is a normal smile, but Mo Wuwen feels like a needle sashimi, which is very uncomfortable.

When everyone went upstairs, the ghost old man didn't appear at the staircase. Everything was normal, they went to the room to pick up the suitcase, and when they walked out of the room, they deliberately unplugged the TV, maybe then the ghost old man would not appear.

Closing the door, they walked down the stairs, walking, carrying a suitcase, Li Xiaomai, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted loudly: "Why the stairs in front of them have disappeared!" ”

Mo Wuwen hurriedly ran forward to check, and it was indeed half of the staircase hanging in the air, and the smoke was so thick that he couldn't see the situation downstairs clearly. Mo Wuwen had an idea, and picked up the pot of flowers in the corner and threw it downstairs, thinking that he could hear whether it was far or near from the ground based on the sound coming from the ground.

But throwing the flower pot down is like throwing it into the bottomless abyss, one second, two seconds, three seconds...... In the past, no sound was heard. Hu Guohua had never seen such a scene, his face turned pale in an instant, his feet trembled, and his mouth kept muttering, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts..."

It was obviously daylight, but at this time the light was getting darker and darker, and they couldn't see anything clearly when they looked around from the stairs, only the faint orange light came from the upstairs room, and since they couldn't go downstairs, they had to retreat to the room.

Mo Wuwen has observed the distance from the window of the hotel room to the sidewalk, which is four or five meters, and the traditional buildings in Europe are generally glass windows with a wooden window to protect from the wind and rain, and there is no fence to seal it, so it is not difficult to climb down.

As soon as they reached the second floor, the lights at the top of the stairs suddenly went out, and a glimmer of light came from the door that had been opened by someone who had opened it. Mo Wuwen ran forward and saw that the source of the light was actually the snowflakes on the TV in the room, and the place that was supposed to be a window was built out of thin air.

The television continued to sneer, and the unheard celadon tiles began to hum at the end of the day.

"You want to go, I think it's unlikely." The ghost old man appeared out of nowhere in front of everyone's eyes, and said to Mo Wuwen, "You can trap me if you turn off the TV?" ”

The celadon in the bag began to vibrate, and the green mangs also revealed from the pocket. The ghost old man suddenly took half a step back, and said in astonishment, "You, you, who are you..."

"I should ask you who you are." Mo Wuwen saw that the ghost old man was frightened, and Celadon immediately felt relieved, and he was no longer afraid of him.

"How can you have celadon, celadon is obviously there..."The ghost old man almost said that he leaked his mouth.

"The celadon is not yours or mine, it belongs to the Heavenly Master." Mo Wuwen reached into his pocket, his hand clenched the celadon, and he was about to take it out to see how the ghost old man reacted.

"No matter who it is, if you don't leave the celadon today, you won't be able to leave the hotel." How do you know that the ghost old man swooped into the TV screen after speaking.

At this time, the celadon vibrated violently in the bag, and Mo Wuwen just took out the celadon only to see the bright green light flashing in the room, and the brick wall blocking the window gradually faded. The light shone through the windows, and all the gloom cleared. The hallways are no longer grey, and everything seems to be normal.

"Master, the stairs have reappeared." Li Xiaomai exclaimed.

Mo Wuwen hurriedly ran over, and the stairs in front of him led to the front hall of the hotel, and the pot of flowers that Mo Wuwen threw down at the bend of the stairs was still placed in the corner.

Full of doubts, they still quickly went downstairs, and the elderly proprietress muttered a few words to Hu Guohua, and after settling the account, she leaned on the desk and said goodbye to them with a smile.

Poof, the lights went out. Mo Wuwen quickly rushed in the direction of the door, hoping to open the door and go out, but he held the handle as if he was holding it on a block of ice, so cold that he immediately let go of his hand.

When they looked back, the proprietress had long since disappeared, and even the stairs they had just walked down were gone. The temperature was getting lower and lower, and Hu Guohua began to tremble and said, "Why does it seem to be an ice warehouse?" ”

"I told you you couldn't escape the hotel, so leave your porcelain pieces and you can go. I'll pay you when I get my porcelain back. Otherwise, you will sleep in the ice. The old man's voice came out of nowhere.

Mo Wuwen thought to himself that he had just sacrificed celadon upstairs, the gloom had faded, and the inn had returned to normal. And the current situation is that if you sacrifice celadon, you can also dissipate the unbearable cold.

Mo Wuwen's hand had just reached into his pocket, and the ghost old man's voice sounded, "Don't bother, you can see if the celadon works in a cold place." ”

Sure enough, the celadon offerings were dull, and the temperature in the inn's lobby was getting colder, and if they didn't try to escape, they would be frozen into popsicles.

"If you freeze us to death, who will find that celadon for you." Li Xiaomai shouted loudly in a hurry.

As soon as Li Xiaomai's words fell, the temperature in the house immediately warmed up. The ghost old man's voice floated again: "You put the porcelain pieces on the table, leave one person down, and find the porcelain pieces to replace them." ”

"I'll stay and let them go find the celadon pieces." Mo Wuwen immediately picked up.

"You can't, change it."

"Where to find celadon?" Where the hell is the ghost old man hiding, he only smells and doesn't see anyone. Mo Wuwen looked around while responding to the ghost old man, and finally he saw a wine glass on the coffee table near the desk, like the wine glass that the ghost old man never left his hand.

"Venice. Quick, put your porcelain tiles on the table, and the one who was near the door stayed. Otherwise, I'll give you another taste of the cold. ”

"Me?" Li Xiaohe asked in horror.

"That's you." The ghost boss said very resolutely.

At the end of the meeting, the sound came from the direction of the coffee table, and he actually rushed over and kicked the wine glass to the ground. A miracle happened, the haze that filled the inn dissipated, the sun shone in through the skylight, the inn no longer felt cold, and the ghost old man was no longer seen.

And the old proprietress heard the sound of the cup shattering and hurried out the back door. For her, it seemed that nothing had happened just now, but she came over with a broom and said to Hu Guohua. Hu Guohua, who was in a trance, nodded frequently in agreement, then turned around and said to everyone, "She said that it doesn't matter if you break a cup, I wish you a happy journey." ”

How could everyone have the heart to listen to her nagging, Mo Wuwen stepped forward and opened the door and escaped from the hotel with his suitcase. The sun was shining, but the streets were still deserted and few pedestrians were passing by.

Hu Guohua panted and fled from the hotel, and his first reaction was: "What porcelain pieces are you looking for, you can find them, I won't go." ”