Since they don't come down, I'll go up and ask.

Xiao Ling took another sip of water and sighed...... Well, it still tastes so good.

Then go brush your teeth.

Xiao Ling brushed his teeth and walked down the stairs to the second floor.

On one side is the photographer uncle who provides prescriptions and brews medicinal tea with his own hands, and on the other side is the relatively more familiar comrade ghost. Who do I go to see first?

After all, it's such an embarrassing thing to watch.

Just as I was thinking, there was a sound of rushing water on the right. In that case, let's go to the left first.

On the left was the uncle's room, and he knocked on the door...... "Wait a minute." A muffled voice came from the uncle's room.

Well, the uncle is still in the room in the room, and he knew that he would go to the little ghost first.

After a while, there was a sound of flushing water in the uncle's room.

Uncle opened the door.

"Uncle, are you feeling better?" Xiao Ling asked.

"Well, it's much better. I'll go down and cook a pot later, usually two or three times. Uncle said.

"No, no, I'll cook it later. How long does it take to cook? Xiao Ling asked.

"An hour."

"Okay, uncle, take a good rest first." Xiao Ling took a step back.

Uncle closed the door.

I went to see the imp again, at least in terms of complexion, it was much better.

Xiao Ling returned to the first floor and sat back down at the computer.

Let's take a look at the broken system first.

Except for the reservation, which seemed to have been canceled by myself, there was no new news.

Of course, the money I am most concerned about is still no news.

The so-called privileges also did not appear.

The so-called "new guests" don't know where to go.

What the hell is this system?

How could my dad have such a ghost system at that time?

I knew I was staring. Ay.

As for browsers, it's still a two-school.

But there are imitators, endlessly.

Some people even said that this Qingshan Hotel was learned from him, and he was going to collect copyright fees.

Of course, the short videos on the fast sound, all kinds of shoddy imitation spoofs, each one is more earthy than the other.

However, in any case, the haunting of the Aoyama Hotel is almost universally known on the Internet.

I don't know if that's a good thing.

I'm so tired.

Xiao Ling put down the computer and walked out of the door, let's go out and breathe, maybe it will be a little more comfortable...... bar.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw the fifth aunt standing in front of the store drinking water.

Well, her family's breakfast business is over, it's still early for lunch, and it's time to take a break.

"Ling, did Yang Guang come to you?" The fifth aunt asked.

"No, auntie." Xiao Ling was a little puzzled. What is this dead Yang Guang doing again?

"Oh, maybe I'll come later." The fifth aunt walked to Xiao Ling's side with a cup.

"Yesterday you went out, and he came looking for the key, as if he was measuring the windowsill or something." The fifth aunt said.

"Did he go to the backstairs?" Xiao Ling asked.

Could it be that this kid entered the back building without permission and forgot to lock the door?

"Then I don't know. I just found the key and gave it to him. "Sometimes there is no one at home, so I will hand over the store to the fifth aunt to help take a look.

The fifth aunt is too busy, and she will ask her parents to come over to help, which is also used to it.

Therefore, the fifth aunt almost knew where the things of the Xiao Ling family were placed. Mom and Dad also knew about the fifth aunt's family before.

Even, for a while, my father helped fry vegetables at my fifth aunt's house, and was praised for changing chefs. Hey.

Suddenly thinking of this, Xiao Ling was a little lost again.

"Oops, isn't this kid running around? It's all my aunt's fault, I didn't look at him. The fifth aunt hurriedly said.

"No, no, I just thought of my dad all of a sudden." Xiao Ling choked up a little.

"Don't cry, don't cry." The fifth aunt hurriedly comforted.

As he was talking, Xiao Ling noticed that Yang Guang had come from the other end of the street.

He also has a notebook in his hand.

What does that mean?

Xiao Ling hurriedly retracted his emotions.

"Boss, this is the blueprint, this is the list, this is the advance payment receipt, you check it, give me the advance payment first."

Yang Guang handed over a few pieces of paper one after another.

Xiao Ling took it and took a look, oh, it turned out to be the window sill flower bar that he had made before.

This style ...... It seems to be a little old-fashioned, what age is it.

"Is there another style?"

"That's the only one I have in the store. If you are not satisfied, I will go to the county to get some materials, or you can find it on the Internet yourself, and I will make it for you. "Will he even do this?

"Okay. I'll look for it first, and I'll give you a style tomorrow. ”

"Okay, as soon as possible, I'm going to buy materials for processing when I get back."

"By the way, do you paint the walls?" I suddenly remembered the pictures of other hotels I saw on the Internet, and it felt really good.

The color of the wall can also be well designed.

"Yes. But with some extra money. ”

"Why?"

"I'm scared to fall at your house. Add some money to be courageous. ”

"You kid." The fifth aunt patted Yang Guangyi on the shoulder.

"No problem. I'll think about it first, and I'll give it to you tomorrow. ”

Yang Guang shouldn't, turned around and left.

"Hey! You kid. The fifth aunt looked at the figure and sighed.

After saying hello to the fifth aunt, Xiao Ling returned to the kitchen and picked up a bunch of garlic.

Of course, my mother also picked it up.

Then, another pot of garlic tea was boiled, and it was brought upstairs, and everyone shared a bowl.

Although this tea is unpleasant, the effect is still very significant.

The big brother of the live broadcast who has been pulled down before is already planning the next one...... They actually wanted to go into the back building.

Well, they've actually been in there before, when they were fighting to grab a seat.

Comrade Little Ghost also lay on the bed to find information.

And beside him, there was actually a pile of instant noodles...... Is there no food to eat?

After paying a little salary, I bought a camera, a drone, and a few thousand dollars of sneakers.

Then there was no food to eat, and I had Coke instant noodles every day.

Why do you suddenly feel like an elder, uh......

After the tea was delivered, no guests came.

So, should we prepare to receive Uncle Huang next?

I tore Uncle Huang's talisman privately, will he be angry?

I went into the back building again and again, is there a problem?

With a tangled stomach, Xiao Ling and her mother made lunch together.

After lunch, no one came.

Xiao Ling went to Xiaopo Station again and watched a new video about the Qingshan Hotel.

Uncle Photography hasn't updated yet...... Maybe it's because of diarrhea.

There are some clips of the live duo, and it's just a teaser...... How professional this is played, and the trailer.

Of course, in the trailer, the coffin that scared and cried was not put in ...... Drop!

These villains are also equipped with such a terrifying BGM.

There is also a wall-breaking battle between a domestic violence man from various angles and the old king next door.

There are those who analyze combat skills, those who analyze wall-tearing techniques, those who study gossip love triangles, and those who study 201 wall paintings......

There are also predictions of the next plot.

The soundtrack is joyful, and the editing is ghostly...... Is it true that no one sees this as a terrible thing?

These people watching the battle from the other side, hey.

It's the comment area: Give me the address, I'm going to live!!

gave Xiao Ling some comfort.

After looking at it for a while, Xiao Ling felt that someone was on the side.

Is Uncle Huang here?

Xiao Ling looked up...... It's a ghost......

It's Comrade Little Ghost, in broad daylight, who actually held up a piece of white paper, drew a big black grimace, and put it in front of him.

Are you trying to scare me to death?!

Xiao Ling raised the mouse in his hand and threw it over......