Chapter 242

With the exception of Venerable Qionglin, they were taken out of the room, and outside the door was a slender corridor where dark red and wood were the main decorative colors. The light of the candle flame softly illuminated the corridor, and Roach remembered the smell of chocolate, and the red velvet cake.

The hallway was spotless, Rocky could smell the scent of sawdust, and the wooden floor beneath his feet echoed softly, like the pleasant sound of a guitar tapping. The ground here must have been raised by the air, perhaps due to the actual need to protect against moisture and cold, or it may have been derived from the traditional architectural style of the Highland mages. The decoration here has Tibetan characteristics, but it is much more concise, without the religious intention of praising the gods in Tibet, and there is not much use of expensive gold paint to paint intricate decorative patterns.

The room made a right-angled turn near the end of the hallway, and after turning the corner, there was a hallway, almost the same length as the one before, and they seemed to be walking into the corner of a large building.

At the end of the hallway was a window, and there were exactly four doors close to each other on either side, and the highland mage who had brought them with them pushed them open one by one. It stands to reason that he could use magic to make the doors all open together, and Rocky knew that the highland mages were very magical, so it was easy to do so. But he was going to walk over and open the doors one by one with his hands. They waited quietly like this, probably because the surroundings were so peaceful, and staring at a person who was grinding seemed to fit the environment. What's more, this person has done this kind of thing in a good way, and the sense of ritual in itself is more than practical.

Roach speculates that friction may represent respect for others.

The candle flame behind the door flickered and burned as the door opened, illuminating the small bedroom. At first glance, Roach saw only a single bed with a thick mattress on top, many cushions scattered underground, and a small window next to the bed. Other than that, he didn't look closely, and he didn't have any interest. There was still a part of his mind that was always busy analyzing the behavior of the head of the Nine Venerables of Qionglin, and he didn't take it very seriously to the highland mage's set.

"This is your room, you can come back here and rest later." The Highland Mage said.

A few people thanked him, Mahjong and Guan Xinyue stayed here to rest, Guan Xinyue had no spirit, Mahjong promised that he would first conduct psychological counseling for the little girl. Roach comforted her for a while, her gaze lingered on the large blood stains on Roach's clothes, and finally shook her head at Roach silently, and turned her head into her room without saying anything.

Roach looked over himself, his clothes stained with his own blood. He understood Guan Xinyue's feelings, their bodies recovered quickly, and the doctors' medical level was also very high, which made it easy for them to forget about the cruel events that had just happened. The mage's world is also often in a state of "high level of survival" and "total destruction", and life in an extreme state seems particularly unhealthy and not conducive to health.

The Highland Mage led them back to the corner of the hallway, and reopened a door, just across the street from the room where they had just crossed. It's just that the two doors are just on both sides of the bend of the corridor, which is equivalent to being exactly on the two corridors. The room was more furnished than the room opposite, surrounded by cabinets, woven tapestries hanging from the walls, felt on the floor, a pile of cushions scattered around, and a small table. Pei Shu was barefoot, sitting cross-legged on a mat drinking a steaming cup of tea.

Luo Qi and Du Zhengyi took off their shoes at the door with the highland mage named Kawa, and walked onto the felt carpet, and there was a faint fragrance in the room. He couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, feeling a little like the smell of the grass after the rain, he couldn't help but take a few more breaths, and suddenly his brain was refreshed, like a tube of wind oil essence. He remembered in hindsight that Pei Shu and them were going to improve their minds just now, but he didn't expect that the highland mage was not giving tea or coffee, nor Red Bull and Pocari Water.

The two of them had just sat down on the carpet when the Highland Mage made an inviting gesture out of thin air as if they were reaching out for a hand. Luo Qi and Du Zheng immediately appeared on the small table next to each other, two cups of steaming tea, and two small trays, which were scattered with a few colorful things that looked like chocolate chips.

Oh roar, Rocky thought teasingly, this was really something to entertain a good boy. He will drink sweet milk, eat cute chocolate chips, and wait for Oneiroi to open the colorful umbrella for him that belongs to the good boy.

"Roach." Du Zhengyi whispered.

"What's wrong?" Roach asked in an exaggerated tone, knowing that the expression on his face just now might have been too exciting.

"Not really." Du Zhengyi said with a pulled face.

The Highland Mage smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to the plate, "Rich in nutrients and moderate in energy. ”

"Thank you." "But I've heard that the rations made by the mages are worse than the military rations. Did you know that humans sometimes deliberately make military rations very unpalatable? ”

"I don't think it's necessarily advisable to artificially create suffering in order to hone the will of a warrior." The Highland Mage said.

Du Zhengyi looked at the ceiling impatiently, there were really people who would seriously answer Luo Qi's nonsense, and Luo Qi himself probably didn't want anyone to pay attention to him.

"No, it's because when humans are at war, they spend most of their time on standby, and everyone is bored. In this case, no matter how bad the food is, they will eat it out of boredom. Unless the military rations were made with great effort, and they were surprisingly unpalatable. Rocky replied earnestly, sitting very well on the mat.

"Oh." The Highland Mage looked at him with a smile, not irritated by his inconsequential trivial knowledge, he looked at Roach almost innocently and said, "Then we and humans are in the same mind. ”

"What?" Rocky's neck was stretched, "What do you mean?" The taste of your beans is still lower than the average of the mage's rations? ”

"It is useless to eat too much, and it is as undesirable to be gluttonous as it is to be greedy."

"I," Rocky swallowed, swallowing the "lean" that almost came out of his mouth, "Then why do you make so many colors?" It's also hypocritical to be so self-consoling! ”

"Roach!" Pei Shu called him in a low voice.

He was stunned and a little embarrassed, but he saw Du Zhengyi laughing secretly.

The highland mage didn't feel reproached, and asked puzzledly, "Everything in the world is already colorful, why don't you follow the existence of the world, but deliberately make the same color?" ”

Roach was speechless for the day. The Highland Mage stood up politely, "Guests, please use this place. If I need to do it again, I'll rest in the central lobby. ”

Is it really a lobby manager?