Mo Wuwen didn't wait for Li Xiaomai to finish speaking, and rushed to the stairs like an arrow, and the sound of tuk tuk tuk footsteps came from the bottom up. Mo Wuwen was anxious to find a stick or something to defend himself, and the Italian language floated over, although Mo Wuwen had learned Yida in cram school, but he couldn't understand half a word.

Standing in front of him at this moment was the old proprietress of the inn, looking at him with a blank face, repeating the Italian words that he did not understand.

Mo Wuwen had an idea, and hurriedly went back to the room, took out his mobile phone, and pulled out the phone to Hu Guohua: "Mr. Hu, listen to what the mother-in-law in a foreign country is talking about." Then he handed the phone to the proprietress and said the Italian "mio amico" that I still vaguely remembered.

The proprietress took the phone and whispered again, then handed it to Mo Wuwen, who picked up the phone and asked, "What did she say, Mr. Hu." ”

"She said she heard a commotion upstairs and came up to see what was going on."

"You just said that my ears are a little back, so Li Xiaomai said it in a high tone." The last thing to know is to find the simplest reason.

"What the hell is going on?"

"We'll meet when you come in the evening, and that's what you and she say." Mo Wuwen smirked, handed the phone to the proprietress and pointed to her ear.

The proprietress picked up the phone and muttered, then returned the phone to Mo Wuwen and went downstairs with her hands on the stairs.

Mo Wuwen waited for Li Xiaomai to close the door and asked, "What do you say?" ”

"When I first came downstairs, the old man was still leaning on the corner staircase, still with a fucking glass in his hand, his eyes staring straight at me."

"Did he move?"

"No, I've been in that place all along, and I'm in that place when I saw him at noon."

"Let's go, let's take a look." Mo Wuwen put on his clothes, hesitated, grabbed the celadon piece into his pocket, and pushed the door out.

"I don't see anyone now, he was here just now." Li Xiaomai patted the handrail in the corner.

"It's weird, but if it's a ghost, the ghost can at least move. If it's not a ghost, what is it, is it so popular abroad? Mo Wuwen can't think of why, anyway, they've seen a lot of weird things, and they can't move, even if it's a ghost, there's nothing to be afraid of. Mo Wuwen said to Li Xiaomai: "When you go downstairs later, you close your eyes and don't look." ”

Back in Fang, He Tiankun was silent for a moment when he heard them say this, and suddenly said, "Have you heard of the appearance of a palace maid on the wall of the Forbidden City?" Maybe both things work the same way. It is the principle of the camera composed of various substances in nature, which records the previous scene and then replays it in a specific environment, and the result is only an illusory image. ”

"Then why can I only see it, but you can't see it."

"Every person's magnetic field is different, and maybe only you can revive the image of the old days."

He Tiankun's explanation is impeccable, whether everyone believes it or not, it is unconditionally accepted anyway, after all, this is the most heart-warming explanation.

"What the hell is going on?" In the evening, Hu Guohua came to the hotel and asked the first thing he said.

"Nothing, Xiao Mai said and saw the old man with the cup again." Mo Wuwen said as lightly as possible. They haven't seen anything, and even if they see a ghost, they won't make a fuss, but Hu Guohua is different, it's not good if he meets a ghost and scares him out of heart disease.

"How is that possible! No kidding. Hu Guohua shouted in horror as if he had been struck by thunder.

"Maybe he's tired and dazzled, it's okay." Mo Wuwen hurriedly covered up for Li Xiaomai, at most they would change hotels tomorrow, and they couldn't mistake big things for these small things.

"It's at least a week to get jet lag backwards, which is really tiring. Let's go have pizza in the evening, and we'll talk while we eat. Hu Guohua came to his senses when he heard Mo Wuwen say this.

When they went downstairs, Mo Wuwen deliberately put his arm on Li Xiaomai's shoulder, and when he passed by the corner, Mo Wuwen waved his hand above the handrail, and there was nothing abnormal.

There are as many pisas in Italy as there are barbershops in China, and you don't have to walk a few steps to one. Hu Guohua walked to the vicinity of the square, picked up a pizza shop, went in and sat down, picked up the menu and recommended to them, "Why don't everyone come and eat seafood pizza, the seafood in this house is cooked by yourself, and it tastes good." ”

"Whatever, just eat enough." He Tiankun's requirements for foreigners' food are as simple as that.

While waiting for the pizza, Hu Guohua whispered, "You came all the way here for the porcelain?" ”

"Yes, at all costs. We were also entrusted by others, and we didn't ask what the reason was. He Tiankun tactfully blocked the way for Hu Guohua's questioning.

"I'm just curious, and I don't mean anything else. By the way, do you drink beer or oral music? Hu Guohua also understands that people immediately change the topic.

"Beer, beer, what kind of coke do you drink." Li Xiaomai shouted so loudly that the other guests turned to look at him, and Li Xiaomai remembered that Hu Guohua had said that it was impolite to make loud noises in public, so he closed his mouth and smiled at everyone.

"Tomorrow at half past ten, I will make an appointment with the people from the Oriental Porcelain Company to meet and discuss relevant matters, they are just intermediaries, and the porcelain pieces are not in their hands." Hu Guohua put down the beer and said.

"If it goes well, we can still have time to play." Li Xiaomai said softly.

"Okay, Hu, are these all your friends?" When the owner of the pizza shop saw Hu Guohua, he came over to greet him in Italian.

"Okay, ma

Co. Yes, from China. Hu Guohua also replied in Italian.

"Chinese have money, do you want to buy my store, I retire." The pizza shop owner said with a smile as he stretched out his hand to everyone and introduced himself, "Buo."

a se

a .so

o Ma

co。 (Good evening, I'm Mario)"

"Good, good." He Tiankun also stood up and shook hands.

"They're here for a tour." Hu Guohua said to Mario.

"Just kidding. But it is said that our landlord bought the house after making a fortune from China, and of course that was a hundred years ago. Mario shook hands with the others one by one.

"Your landlord?"

"The current landlord is, of course, his descendants, and what their family has is money, not only for this house but also for that PO

cella

a The inn is also theirs. ”

"It so happened that they lived there. We walked Ma

Co, thank you. Hu Guohua stood up and went to pay.

"Thank you, goodbye." Mario went back to chatting with the guests at the other table.

Walking out of the pizza shop, Hu Guohua said to He Tiankun: "Coincidentally, the foreigner said that the founder of the hotel where you live is a property that he bought back from making a fortune in China. ”

"Look, the name of the inn is PO

cella

a When I use translation software, I mean porcelain. Mo Wuwen handed the phone to everyone to see.

The city was not big, and in a moment they would return to the inn. Mo Wuwen still walked upstairs on Li Xiaomai's shoulder, but it was safe and sound. After everyone sent messages to family and friends in their rooms to report their safety, everyone began to feel drowsy due to the jet lag.

A little too much beer, Li Xiaomai was woken up by urine in the middle of the night, and opened his eyes in a daze. Mom, the old man didn't know when he entered the house, and he still held up his glass to him at the door, as if he meant to toast.

Li Xiaomai picked up the pillow and threw it over, slamming his head into the closed door and falling to the ground, and the old man suddenly disappeared. "Why is it haunting me, I have no fucking grievances with you." Li Xiaomai scolded and got up to pick up the pillow.

But when Li Xiaomai lay down, the old man with a wine glass appeared in front of the door again. "What the hell do you want to do?" Li Xiaomai simply sat up and said to the old man.

The old man remained silent, except for occasional sips from his glass, and then to his chest. Li Xiaomai thought to himself that maybe the old man didn't understand Chinese and couldn't understand what he said, but he didn't know Italian. How is this good, Li Xiaomai waved his hand and made a gesture for the old man to go, but it still didn't work.

Ticking, Li Xiaohe turned on the light, looked at Li Xiaomai with strange eyes, and said, "Brother, what kind of evil are you, you are muttering alone." ”

"That old man just appeared again." Li Xiaomai also didn't understand why this dead old man was looking for him.

"What an old man, brother, what the hell are you?" Li Xiaohe didn't see the old man, but he believed that Li Xiaomai really saw something, and he didn't know what people didn't know.

"It's useless for foreign ghosts to look for me, and I don't know how to talk birds. Forget it, I don't sleep anyway, I don't know if it's because of jet lag, and we'll change hotels after dawn. Li Xiaomai's courage has also been tempered for a long time, and the ghost can't scare Li Xiaomai when he looks at him from such a distance.

"Then I won't sleep anymore, watch TV shows, I heard that foreign films are on TV..."

"When things are done, let Mr. Hu take you to open foreign meat, but I hope you don't win the lottery and go home sick." Li Xiaomai said with a smile.

Suddenly, Li Xiao and Li Xiaomai, who was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone, said, "Look, watch TV!" ”

The TV brushed and brushed with snowflakes and suddenly appeared and the words "𡈼 癸水" disappeared immediately, and then there was another snowflake, and the three words "Non 癸水" appeared and disappeared, so that the cycle went back and forth two or three times and finally returned to normal, playing a TV series.

"How is it possible, "𡈼 Deuce Water" is a Heavenly Master Talisman, I will call Master and ask him to come and see what is going on." Li Xiaomai immediately picked up his mobile phone and called Mo Wuwen.

Such a strange thing, Mo Wuwen immediately rushed to the TV with He Tiankun. Li Xiaohe also said eagerly, "Master, really, I saw "Non De Shui" appear on the TV screen first! ”

"What's the other weird thing about that?" Mo Wuwen asked Li Xiaohe.

"Master, I just saw that old man again in my room." Li Xiaomai stepped forward and knocked on the TV again, but "Non Gui Shui" was no longer displayed, even if the TV was turned off and restarted.