The style of the copper lamp is very simple, just like the oil lamp used in the Chinese countryside in the past. It resembles a goblet with gelatinous lumps and a wick peeking out slightly. The only eye-catching thing is probably the dragon carved on the body of this bronze lamp with its feet on the clouds.

This dragon feels very uncomfortable. The eyes are red and have no pupils, but no matter how you move, it feels like these eyes are looking at you without blinking. The dragon's slightly open mouth on the plane drooled, making people feel even more uncomfortable, as if they were being stared at by a fierce beast.

After thinking about it, I returned the bronze lamp to Jing'er. It's better for me not to contaminate this thing so far, and handing it over to Jing'er may be the best way to deal with it. As for where Mo is leaving, let him discuss it with Jing'er himself.

The stele was not complete, palm-sized, with only one word on it: "Cheng!" ”

When I saw this word, my first reaction was that this stele would not be the stele of Chengxianmen! Look at the material of this stele is dark, I can't see what it is made of, it is heavy and hard to start, I try this force, and it is intact. In the end, despite all my efforts, it was to no avail. With my current ability, even steel can be broken, and the material of this stele is intriguing.

Even if this stele is not a stele of Chengxian Gate, it is also a very rare treasure.

But since I promised Jing'er, then this thing is Jing'er's, and I returned the stone tablet to Jing'er.

Seeing this, Jing'er disappeared directly. There was still a hint of joy at the corner of his mouth. It was clear that Jing'er already knew something. However, for Jing'er's personality who refuses to suffer, these two things fall into his hands, and even if the demon dragon wants to make trouble, it is impossible. The Heavenly Demon Pill can be cleaned up, and the soul of a demon dragon is nothing. Back in the room, the people inside were still laughing and even talking, and when there was silence before, someone heard strange voices. People are like this, they have a strong curiosity about danger, and curiosity is often a fatal factor.

People can create a dangerous and exciting atmosphere in a safe environment, but it is impossible to talk and laugh in the midst of danger. This is the product of a contradiction.

Pete was thrilled to see me back, and his eyes were fixed on me.

I feel guilty, I know what Pete wants, but I can't give it to him! At least not for now, he can't give him the results he wants. Copper lamps were underestimated by me at the beginning. A small candle can make Mo Li lose his heart and completely fall into the magic path. Such a presence is not yet within my reach. It was only a stopgap measure in Jing'er's hands. At least for now, only Jing'er can suppress this copper lamp.

"Well, I'm sorry, I can't help you right now. But there shouldn't be any more problems with this building. As for your business, when Xue Ying and I come back, we should give you a way to turn you back into a normal human," I said apologetically.

Pete was a little disappointed, but he heard my tone of affirmation. was also immediately excited: "Really." Ni Ge, can you really help me recover? ”

"Of course, I've got the brass lamp. It's unclear what this copper lamp is capable of, so it will take a while to understand it to help you. I said with a smile.

After separating from Pete, I returned to Mao Xueying's room and saw that Ai Sili and Mao Xueying were already asleep on the bed.

Mao Xueying's mouth always had a smile on her lips. It looks cute and cute. Alice is stretched on all fours, and even sleeps in the form of a female man.

I couldn't help but smile wryly. This location should be mine! There is still a commotion outside, and these foreigners are basically excited regardless of the occasion. I had nowhere else to go, so I had to spend the night on the couch next to me. I've decided that I'm going to get out of here tomorrow with my ticket.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Mao Xueying got up quietly, looked at Alice, who was still snoring, looked at me again, and then carefully took out a blanket and walked in front of me to squeeze in her arms, and then covered the blanket.

I smiled and hugged me and asked, "Why don't you sleep in bed?" ”

Mao Xueying's nose was very cute: "My husband is on the sofa and I am with you." ”

This sentence made my heart feel a softness. I never thought I'd have a home. When I was in Qingyunguan, I am afraid that the happiest thing for me was to sit alone on the top of the mountain and watch the sea of clouds float under my feet. What I want most is to stay in the Taoist temple forever. But deep down, except for the drunkard master, there is no other bond.

To put it bluntly, it is the loneliness of not having relatives. After going down the mountain, I got all this, Ning Xiang is gentle and lovely, but there is a tough and stubborn in his bones, otherwise he would not have let me obey in the ghost king's mansion in the fried hell with the strength of the ghost king.

Mao Xueying's cold and arrogant seems to reject people thousands of miles away, but in fact, it is just a way for mobile phones to protect themselves. When I found a support, I became a cute girl. They also gave me the warmth of home.

I hugged Mao Xueying tighter, and at this moment, my life exists to guard.

"Ni Ge, there is a Saint-Maurice hotel in the southeast suburbs of Paris, where are we going to stay, and then we will buy a car and follow the place where the sun rises to Reims. Everywhere there is a Champagne house, a royal place, and a cathedral, I want to see it. In the past, I didn't want to go alone, but now that I'm finally your woman, I want you to take me with me, just the two of us. Mao Xueying, with her eyes closed, was talking, her voice gradually became low, and she actually fell asleep.

The next morning, Pete had already prepared my breakfast in the living room. The knives and forks were all newly bought, and even the breakfast was delivered for takeaway. I know Pete doesn't want to offend me in any way. After all, his identity is here, and the refrigerator is hidden in the brain of a dead man, all of which will leave a bad impression.

"Mr. Ni, Ying, Alice, good morning, now let's have a hearty breakfast." Pete appeared polite and gentlemanly.

I smiled and nodded, and pulled Mao Xueying to sit down.

Western breakfast is not as good as that of China, generally that is, omelette, milk, oats, some verbs to brew and finish, and Pete's takeaway is pizza. and milk omelette. It tastes good, too.

"Ying, I really envy you." Alice said sincerely.

"Congratulations," Pete said with a smile as he held up a glass of milk.

Thus the breakfast ended in blessings. Leaving the Goethe Building, taking a taxi, it took about an hour to get to St. Maurice. The hotel is very distinctive, and it looks like a medieval castle. However, the windows are bright and clean, and there is a sense of rhythm that is contaminated with urban modernization.

Mao Xueying and I walked into the hotel, and a greeter came over to pick us up, followed by Xingqing, and sent it to the bar.

"Hello sir, ma'am, have you made a reservation?" The bar attendant asked politely.

"No," Mao Xueying replied with a smile. And because of my French, I can't communicate at all. I can only stand silently on the side.

"Oh, wait a minute. There are only three suites here, and on the top floor, you can overlook the whole of Paris at night. It's just the specifications of the presidential suite, I don't know if the two are satisfied. The waiter tapped a few times on the computer, and then said with some embarrassment.

"Okay, I'm going to have a room where I can see the night view." It was difficult for Mao Xueying to agree happily.

This made the waiter stunned for a moment! What an unexpected delight! The presidential suite costs fifty thousand francs a night. Naturally, few people come to spend such a price, and the Presidential Suite is also the room with the highest vacancy rate.

This time, by renting out the suite by yourself, you can get at least 10% in return, 5,000 francs! It's more than a month's salary.

"Okay," said the lady at the front desk, who quickly turned one of the best suites into a sold, and then said with a happy heart, "Hello sir and lady, it will cost fifty-two thousand francs a night, and I wonder how long you will stay?" ”

"Just one night!" Mao Xueying replied with a smile. He handed over a gold card.

Gold! The front desk lady has also seen it. After all, it is impossible for the presidential suite to live without financial strength, and some of them use gold cards to spend. This gold card also has a great history, the Supreme Membership Card of the Swiss Bank, can it be an ordinary card? And the minimum deposit for this card is $100 million.

Soon, the waiter carefully handled the room money and deposit and issued the bill.

Everything was in order, and even the faces of the salute students behind showed a kind of ecstasy. This kind of guest is rare. It seems that there will be a lot of tips on this trip.

"Kerry! Open the best Presidential Suite. Joan is here! Just as the waiter was about to enter the elevator as the waiter watched our backs, the manager's voice suddenly came from the bar.

However, the information given gave Kerry a bit of a headache. "That Dahl, the room has just been sold, and it's the two Oriental visitors over there."

Dahl's face, which was still smiling, suddenly changed. As a hotel experience, if the presidential suite was changed in the past, it would not be easy to invite these rich people over with high incense, but today the rich man came, and he had to ask the guests to change the room.

Joan was the landowner of the area, including St. Maurice, and the entire street was owned by the Jones family.

I can't afford to offend. Joan is the son of the patriarch, the future patriarch, and she is just a small hotel manager. If Joan can't stay in that suite tonight, the consequences are unimaginable, and she is sure to be unemployed.

"Two guests, please wait." Dahl hurriedly chased after him in a few steps.

Mao Xueying and I turned around suspiciously. But I saw a middle-aged man in professional clothes, looking at us apologetically.