Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 283 Carrion

There are four checkered carpets of different colors on the four walls of the restaurant. A petal-shaped chandelier hangs in the center of each carpet. The floor is also white. In the middle of the restaurant is a white wooden long dining table. The pre-dinner has been meticulously placed on the seats. .

  Four sets of cutlery on each side of the long table, and one set at the front, which happened to belong to the nine of them.

   Xiaolan sat between the Taoist leader and Bai Su, opposite Xiaoyin, of course the respected Lao Luo sat in the main seat.

  "The appetizer is scallops, the aperitif is on your right hand side, please use it."

  "Aperitif," Xiaoyin blinked, "but we have kids..."

   "Ms. Liao's words, I have prepared sour fruit tea for her." The old man pointed to Xiaolan's cup, and the liquid in it was indeed a distinctive rose red. "If you have any other requirements, you can ask for it at any time."

  Baomu picked up his fork and was about to eat, and was slapped by the fool.

  "What do you call?" After taking Baomu, the fool smiled and asked the old man.

  The old man looked in his eyes, and only lightly nodded, "Just call me Hisoso."

  Bai Su didn't even start at all, and asked in a soft voice, "How do we call the master here?"

  Hisuo laughed again, "Everyone is old acquaintance with our master. You don’t need to be cautious, just call it as you used to call it."

  Since I said so, I couldn’t keep asking.

  Dao Master and Lao Luo put the first piece of fish into their mouths almost at the same time. After tasting them carefully, they nodded in satisfaction, "Well, it tastes very good."

  The rest of the people started to eat one after another.

  Baomu was extremely hungry, and was beaten again, very aggrieved, pouting his mouth and forking up the fish that he hadn't eaten just now, it was better for the fool to divide half of his fish for him.

  The portion of the pre-meal was small, and they were quickly swept away by them. When the red soup came, everyone had enjoyed the food comfortably.

   "There is nothing here, stories like legends and strange stories?" Xiaoyin asked Xiang Xisuo, rare and cleverly.

   "How can there be any strange talk about the peace and stability of the king's city?" Hisuo all took it as a joke.

Empire?

  This is not an independent world, it belongs to the royal city.

   is different from the second layer.

   "Then what do we need to do these days?" Bai Su asked cautiously.

  Hisuo said with a smile, "Guests are here on vacation, just relax."

  Can't ask anything.

   Xiaolan took a sip of fruit juice. The other people’s wine had been replaced by dinner wine, but Xiaolan still only had fruit juice.

   "That's right," Baomu asked, swallowing a large mouthful of steak, wiped his mouth, "Mr. Hisoso, is there any food that has gone bad and smells like rotten."

  Hisuo's smile became visibly stiff.

  "The chef bought too much beef last month and it has been stacked in the warehouse. Last week we found that it was not fresh and had been thrown away," Hisoso explained, "Your sense of smell is very sensitive."

   Xiaolan looked at the half steak left on her plate, and suddenly felt a bit full.

   "Don't worry," Hisuo looked at Xiaolan thoughtfully, "The ingredients for your meal are the latest and best quality ingredients. The owner will not allow Hisuo to neglect his guests."

  But Xiaolan may be really full. After only a few mouthfuls of dessert, he followed Hisoso to the living room area on the second floor.

   "This is Miss Liao's room." Hisuo handed Xiaolan a brass key half a slap, and pointed to the innermost bedroom.

  "Do I live by myself?" Xiaolan asked, taking the key.

   "Yes," Xiaoyin grabbed Xiaolan's neck, "It's not safe for our little girl to live by herself."

"We guarantee it, it is absolutely safe," Hisoso bowed apologetically. "One bedroom per person is the order of the owner. The bedrooms are not big. If two people share one, it will be too crowded and not the owner's hospitality. Dao..."

  In fact, it’s nothing to be alone, but quiet.

  Xiaolan threw the coat into the room, and before he had time to take a closer look, he ran out of the room and looked for the location of the rooms of his companions.

Xiaoyin's room is right next to him. After knowing this, Xiaoyin no longer makes any noise. Beyond that is Lao Luo's room. Bai Su's room is sandwiched between the Taoist and the fool, and Jasmine's room is in the entire corridor. On the other end.

  Bai Su looked around, a little disturbed.

   Unlike the brightly lit lobby on the first floor, the corridor on the second floor is narrow and closed and the lights are dim. No wonder Bai Su is worried.

"Please take a good rest," After the introduction, Hisoso nodded again, "it's late at night. The white castle is built in the middle of the forest. It is inevitable that there will be various animals at night. Please go out cautiously. If you have any questions, you can notify Hisoso at any time. Good night ."

   After saying this, Hisoso bowed deeply, seeing that everyone had no other problems, he went downstairs holding the key box and disappeared in front of the restaurant.

  The room here is really small. When everyone habitually walks into the same room to discuss, they are embarrassed to find that the ten-square-meter hut full of furniture can only accommodate five or six people.

  The girls took off their shoes and sat on the bed. The boys stood fine, and Baomu at the door reluctantly locked the door.

   "The first strange place," Jasmine said first, sitting cross-legged, "There are actually nine rooms here."

   "It's like it was prepared for us." Bai Su continued.

   Xiaoyin grabbed Xiaolan and said, "If we Xiaolan are scared, we must knock on my sister's door...otherwise let's sleep together. I think this bed can still sleep both of us..."

   Xiaolan smirked and rubbed Xiaoyin's shoulder.

  "Tonight, let's do what Xisuo explained first." The Taoist commander broke up the two people who were trying to live together, "Look at what the **** is going on here."

  A few people nodded in agreement, and the fool cooperatively broke Xiaolan Xiaoyin's tightly clasped hand.

   "What did Brother Baomu smell in the dining room?" Lao Luo stood straight by the closet, looking a little funny.

  Everyone's eyes focused on Baomu.

   "I just wanted to say," Baomu squeezed hard from the door to the center of the room, "the second floor here is a little lighter. It is indeed the smell of rotten meat, but not beef."

   Xiaolan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

  Baomu always shows amazing strength in some unexpected places.

   Luo dumbfounded for nine days, "They... are there any difference?"

"Different kinds of meat smell completely different. That kind of meat... That kind of meat..." Bao Mu was lost in thought, Xiao Lan watched as a layer of goose bumps slowly floated to his arm, "That smell... "

  Bai Su straightened his back nervously, "What's the smell?"

  Baomu's dilated pupils suddenly focused, as if he had made some decision, his shoulders relaxed, and he whispered, "Yes... it's something I haven't smelled before, I don't know..."

  Baomu said so, everyone can only give up.

   "That old man doesn't look like a good person." Xiaoyin curled his lips.

   "Hisuo, and the owner of the white castle, are currently unknown," the Taoist said, "tonight everyone must be careful and protect yourself."

  (End of this chapter)