0139 Haunted Grand Hotel

"No, maybe there are too many people here, and it's a little uncomfortable. ”

Luo Sheng didn't want to worry his senior sister.

"What, why are you still like a little girl. ”

Senior sister couldn't help but laugh at Luo Sheng, "Let's go, find a place to rest, there will be a martial arts competition tomorrow." Who is the opponent this time?,The one who can stand out in Dongchuan City must be a very strong guy.。 ”

"It's okay, no matter who the opponent is, I'm going to beat him. ”

Luo Sheng comforted the senior sister in turn.

"You're too confident, too. ”

"It's not self-confidence, it's something that has to be done. ”

Luo Sheng said very calmly, "Man, you must do what you say." ”

"Okay, then I'll just cheer you on!"

Senior Sister looked at Luo Sheng gently, "I can't do anything else, during this time, let me be your agent." ”

"Haha, I'm a martial artist, not a star. ”

"Sometimes, a martial artist can be a star. ”

The senior sister looked very serious, "For example, the director of our company, Luo Xi, in addition to being a singer, she is also a martial artist." ”

"Huh?"

Luo Sheng was surprised that he had been in the company for so long and didn't know about it.

"Oh my God......"

The senior sister covered her forehead, "You're the assistant to the president, you don't even know such an important thing?"

"Hi hi, I remembered. ”

Luo Sheng also patted the Tianling Gai, "I did see it in the information, but I forgot about it when I thought about other things just now." ”

"It's all this time, what are you still thinking?"

"It's okay, something from the past. ”

Luo Sheng changed the topic, "Is Luo Xi strong?"

"It's very strong, I heard that I got an invitation this year, and I can directly participate in the international competition. ”

"I'll ......"

Luo Sheng wanted to scold his mother, he worked hard in the lower competition, and Luo Xi actually got the qualification for promotion?

In this way, the company can also carry out publicity in two aspects, and Mr. Yang is very happy. ”

Senior Sister looked at Luo Sheng, "If you don't hide your identity, you should be famous now." The name of the demon king is already notorious. ”

“......”

Senior sister, why does this sound so wrong!

"Let's go, it's getting late, we should hurry to the hotel. ”

The senior sister looked at the time, it was already more than five o'clock in the evening, and it was already autumn, and the weather was refreshing and slightly cool. And the north has four distinct seasons, and at this time, the sun has sunset early, and it seems that he is in a hurry to go home to rest.

Dongchuan Hotel is indeed very famous in Dongchuan City. This hotel has a history of more than 100 years, it is said that it existed during the Republic of China, when it was built by some White Russians, when this hotel was originally called Charles Hotel, and was later acquired by a famous disciple of the family, which was renamed Dongchuan Hotel.

The hotel maintains a century-old tradition and is a landmark of Dongchuan City.

"I heard that this hotel was just renovated last year, but it still maintains its original appearance. ”

While riding in the car, the senior sister also flipped through the information about the hotel. Dongchuan Hotel is also very famous in the whole north, and there are many tourists who come here.

"The most famous thing about the Higashikawa Hotel is probably the ghost of Charles. ”

Senior sister muttered.

When the driver heard this, he finally couldn't help it and opened his chatterbox.

"Oh, beauty, you know quite a bit. A lot of people came for Charles's ghost, and my friend came over and stayed there once, and he said he had seen it with his own eyes!"

"Really? Impossible, where are ghosts or something. ”

The senior sister seemed to remember the unpleasant experience last night, and leaned gently against Luo Sheng.

"Hey, beauty, that's what you don't know. ”

The driver rolled down the window and lit a cigarette, "Our Dongchuan City, Charles and this hotel have become a legend." This Charles, as you should know, is a prince of White Russia, known as Prince Charles. At the time of the White Bear Revolution, he escaped from his own country, and with his most loyal retainers, he hid in Dongchuan City, where he stayed at the Charles Hotel. The poor prince, while enjoying his favorite coffee in the hotel, was pierced in the heart with a dagger by his favorite concubine, and his head was cut off by his most trusted men. ”

"I know this, headless Prince Charles!"

The senior sister has already consulted the information in this regard, and she cherishes these stories of Dongchuan Hotel.

"You must have just taken it as a legend, beauty. ”

The driver smiled, spat out a cigarette, and said, "Anyway, it's still far from the hotel, and there will be a bit of a traffic jam, why don't you listen to me talk about my friend?"

"Okay, you say. ”

Senior sister and Luo Sheng glanced at each other, women are like this, they are upright. While expressing fear, when I heard these horror stories, I was engrossed in them and listened more seriously than anyone else.

The old driver, who was about fifty years old and had a little white sideburns, held the steering wheel, swallowed the clouds, and slowly told the story of his friend.

When the driver was young, he ran big cars all over the country and experienced a lot of anecdotes, but these are not the point. He said that when he was young, he was driving in the south and met a friend in the south. This friend's name is Ah Liang, who used to run cars with him, and later saved some money and opened a small hotel on their side, which later ran well. One year, he heard the story of Prince Charles, the headless of Dongchuan City, and expressed strong suspicions. It just so happened that this winter, he took his wife and children to the cold Dongchuan City, wanting to experience a snowy Christmas here.

Ah Liang is an atheist, he did not listen to the old driver's dissuasion, and took his wife and children to live in the Dongchuan Hotel. Ah Liang stayed for three days in a row, the first two days were peaceful, the hotel environment is simple, elegant, there is a feeling of Eastern European aristocracy, but also gave Ah Liang some business inspiration.

At noon on the third day, the two sat together eating steaming hot pot, and Ah Liang once again expressed his disdain for ghosts and gods.

"The saints are silent, and they are confused, let alone you. ”

The old driver advised, "There is one last day, let's live in peace." ”

"No, I'm going to stay in room 6007 today!"

Ah Liang was stubborn, which made the old driver very worried. He knew Ah Liang, a friend of the two for decades, and as soon as his temper came up, a few cows couldn't pull it back.

In the end, he said two more words, but Ah Liang didn't listen at all. This hot pot was not pleasant at all at all. That night, Ah Liang took his wife and daughter and stayed in the room where Prince Charles died, 6007.