The four walls of the restaurant are covered with four checkered carpets of different colors. A petal-shaped chandelier hangs in the center of each carpet. The floor is also white. In the middle of the restaurant is a long white wooden dining table. The food has been meticulously placed on the seats. .
There are four sets of tableware on each side of the long table, and there is another set at the front, which just belongs to the nine of them.
Xiaolan sat between Taoist Priest and Bai Su, opposite Xiaoyin. Of course the respected Lao Luo took the main seat.
"The appetizer is ganache. The aperitif is on your right hand side. Please use it."
"Ah, aperitif," Xiaoyin winked, "but we have children..."
"As for Miss Liao, I have prepared sour fruit tea for her." The old man pointed at Xiaolan's cup. The liquid inside was indeed a distinctive rose-red color. "If you have any other requests, you can always make them."
Baomu picked up his fork and was about to eat, but the fool slapped his hand.
"What's your name?" After taking pictures of Baomu, the fool asked the old man with a smile.
The old man saw this and nodded lightly, "Just call me Hisoka."
Bai Su didn't show any signs of moving, and asked softly, "What should we call the owner here?"
Hisoka smiled again, "You are all old acquaintances with our master. There is no need to be formal. Just call us by the old names."
Now that I have said that, it is not inconvenient to ask further.
The Taoist priest and Lao Luo put the first piece of fish into their mouths almost at the same time. After tasting it carefully, they nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it tastes very good."
The remaining people began to eat one after another.
Baomu was very hungry and was beaten again. He was very aggrieved. He pouted his mouth and forked the fish that he had just missed. It would be better if the fool gave him half of his own fish.
The portions of the appetizer were small and they were all eaten up quickly. When the red soup came, everyone was already enjoying the food comfortably.
"Is there nothing here, just legends and ghost stories?" Xiaoyin asked Xiang Xisuo in a rare clever way.
"The royal city is peaceful and stable, how can there be any strange rumors." Xisuo all regarded it as a joke.
Empire?
This is not an independent world, this is still part of the royal city.
It’s different from the second floor.
"What do we need to do these days?" Bai Su asked cautiously.
Hisoka said with a smile, "Guests are here for a vacation. All you need to do is relax."
Can't ask anything.
Xiaolan took a sip of juice. The others' drinks had been replaced by dinner wine, but Xiaolan still only had juice.
"By the way," Baomu swallowed a big mouthful of steak and wiped his mouth and asked, "Mr. Hisoka, is some food spoiled and smells rotten?"
Hisoka's smile visibly stiffened.
"The chef bought too much beef last month and it has been stacked in the warehouse. Last week we found it was stale and threw it away," Hisoka explained, "Your sense of smell is very sensitive."
Xiaolan looked at the remaining half of steak on his plate and suddenly felt a little full.
"Don't worry," Hisoka looked at Xiaolan considerately, "The ingredients for your meal are the latest and best quality. The master will not allow Hisoka to neglect his guests."
But Xiaolan might have really been full. She only took a few bites of the dessert and followed Hisoka to the living room area on the second floor.
"This is Miss Liao's room." Hisoka handed Xiaolan a brass key half the size of a palm and pointed to the innermost bedroom.
"Can I live by myself?" Xiaolan asked after taking the key.
"That's right," Xiaoyin hugged Xiaolan's neck, "It's not safe for us little girls to live alone."
"We promise that it will be absolutely safe," Hisoka bowed apologetically, "It is the master's order for each person to have a bedroom. The bedroom is not big. If two people share one room, it will be too crowded and is not the way for the master to entertain guests. road……"
In fact, it's nothing to be alone, but it's peaceful.
Xiaolan threw her coat into the room. Before she could take a closer look, she ran out of the room and looked for the locations of her companions' respective rooms.
Xiaoyin's room is right next to hers. Knowing this, Xiaoyin stopped making noises. Further outside is Lao Luo's room, Bai Su's room is sandwiched between Taoist Priest and Fool, and Jasmine's room is in the entire corridor. the other end.
Bai Su looked around, feeling a little uneasy.
Unlike the brightly lit lobby on the first floor, the corridor on the second floor was narrow, closed, and dimly lit. No wonder Bai Su was worried.
"Please have a good rest." After the introduction, Hisoka nodded again, "It is late at night. The White Castle is built in the middle of the forest. It is inevitable that various animals will appear at night. Please be careful when going out. If you have any questions, please inform Hisoka at any time. Good night .”
After saying that, Hisoka bowed deeply, and seeing that no one had any other questions, he walked downstairs with the key box and disappeared at the door of the restaurant.
The rooms here are indeed small. When everyone habitually walked into the same room to prepare for discussions, they were embarrassed to find that the ten-square-meter cabin filled with furniture could only accommodate five or six people.
The girls took off their shoes and sat on the bed, while the boys stood still. Baomu at the door reluctantly locked the door.
"The first strange thing," Jasmine said first, sitting cross-legged, "there are exactly 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 sister's door...otherwise we might as well sleep together. I think this bed can still accommodate both of us..."
Xiaolan giggled and rubbed Xiaoyin's shoulder.
"Tonight, let's do what Hisoka told us," the Taoist priest said, breaking up the two people who were trying to live together. "Let's see what the hell is going on here."
Several people nodded in agreement, and the fool cooperated and opened Xiaolan and Xiaoyin's tightly clenched hands.
"What did Brother Baomu smell in the restaurant?" Lao Luo stood upright next to the wardrobe, looking a little funny.
Everyone's attention focused on Baomu.
"I was just about to say," Baomu squeezed his way from the door to the center of the room, "it's lighter here on the second floor. It's indeed the smell of rotting meat, but it's not beef."
Xiaolan raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Baomu always shows amazing strength in some unexpected places.
Luo Jiutian was dumbfounded, "They...are they different?"
"Different types of meat smell completely different. That kind of meat... that kind of meat..." Baomu fell into deep thought, and Xiaolan watched as a layer of goose bumps slowly appeared on his arms, "That smell... "
Bai Su straightened his back nervously, "What does it smell like?"
Baomu's dilated pupils suddenly focused, as if he had made some decision, his shoulders relaxed, and he whispered, "It's... it's a smell I've never smelled before, I don't know..."
Bao Mu has said this, so everyone can only give up.
"That old man doesn't look like a good person." Xiaoyin curled her lips.
"Hisoka and the owner of the White Castle are currently unknown," the Taoist priest said. "Everyone should be careful and vigilant tonight to protect themselves."
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