"Xiaolan!" Heipi howled miserably, "Save me quickly! There's a rat! There's a rat biting me!..."
The mouse bared its black and yellow teeth and flicked the black leather in its mouth. Xiaolan's eyes collided with that of the mouse, and she saw that there was no fear in the small yellow eyes, but instead they were full of human-like emotions. Hot.
Heipi's cry was so miserable that Xiaolan reached out to it helplessly.
"Heipi, aren't you a cat? Why are you afraid of mice?"
"Why can't cats be afraid of mice? This is prejudice! It's a stereotype!..."
Where did you learn these words?
As soon as Xiaolan caught Hei Pi's body, the mouse suddenly let out a threatening growl from its throat, and the white cat also let out a low "meow".
"Hey, little mouse," Qin Yin looked around, looking for a weapon, "Let's see how I can pry open your little yellow teeth."
Xiaolan pulled Heipi to her side, but the mouse refused to let go. Heipi screamed even more miserably. Xiaolan had no choice but to raise her right hand and hit the mouse's head with a blow that would cause it to collapse.
"squeak!"
"Xiaolan!"
The mouse was in pain and opened its mouth with a cry. Heipi howled and jumped into Xiaolan's hand.
The white cat also meowed and struggled in the Taoist priest's hands. The Taoist priest let go of his hands, and the white cat quickly slipped away along the corridor with the mouse in its mouth.
The three of them watched the white color disappear at the end of the corridor, and then turned back to look at each other.
"Taoist Priest, what's going on?"
"I was awakened by a sound in my sleep, and found something white near your luggage," the Taoist priest had already recovered to some extent, and said clearly, "I went over and took a look, and I saw In this scene, the white cat is holding the mouse, and in the mouse's mouth is your black skin."
Heipi shrank in Xiaolan's hand and whined, and Xiaolan couldn't hear what it was whining about.
Qin Yin scratched his head, "This is the sixth floor, why are there rats?"
"There won't be any cats," Xiaolan said. "You have to ask Heipi about this."
"What did Black Skin say?"
"Heipi..." Xiaolan tried hard to identify Heipi's "￥￥%(*...", and after a while, she gave up temporarily, "Its language system seems to have malfunctioned."
"Hey," Qin Yin crossed his arms, "That call you heard came from Heipi, right? No wonder I couldn't hear it, it scared me to death..."
Qin Yin turned around as he spoke. Before he finished speaking, he heard a cry, and Qin Yin almost fell onto the Taoist priest.
Wen Ling was standing behind the three of them, looking at them intently.
"Ask the spirit?!" Qin Yin patted her small chest, "You...are you awake?"
The Taoist priest and Xiaolan turned around hurriedly.
Wen Ling stood upright, his posture still a little unnatural, but the light in his gray eyes seemed to have returned.
She glanced at the three of them in turn, her pupils flickering, "Let's go."
The three of them looked at each other.
"Wen Ling," the Taoist priest asked patiently, "Where are we going?"
Wen Ling's thin chin trembled slightly, she raised her face and said, "Wei Ruo."
Weiruozhai!
"Wen Ling, what happened?" Qin Yin gently held Wen Ling's arm, "Are you okay?"
Wen Ling nodded, then shook his head.
The three of them were silent for a while.
"Okay," the Taoist priest said, "then we'll leave now."
Wen Ling pursed her lips and nodded heavily.
"Now? It's midnight now..." Qin Yin saw the urgency in Wen Ling's eyes, so he changed the topic and said, "Forget it, shall we call Fool and Baomu now?"
"I'll just go and call them. You guys go back and pack your things," the Taoist priest patted Wen Ling on the shoulder, "Is half an hour okay? Let's meet at the elevator in half an hour."
Once the Taoist Priest's execution ability came into play, he chased after them like an invisible whip. The three girls hurried back to the room and began to pack their things.
Wen Ling bent down and picked up a few things. Xiaolan saw that her steps were still a little unsteady, so she hurriedly stopped her.
"Wenling, please eat something first." Xiaolan helped Wenling to the bed, "Is there anything you can tell us now?"
Wen Ling clenched her hands tightly, looking tangled and in pain.
Qin Yin quickly put away a backpack, "Why don't you first tell me why you sleep on Jiutian's arm? Jiutian will definitely ask you later."
Wen Ling's mood eased a bit, and she thought for a moment, "Recover."
"Recover? To recover your body?" Qin Yin asked, "Yes, you have indeed recovered now."
Wen Ling nodded.
"Then why don't you sleep with us instead of sleeping with us for nine days?"
Without even thinking about it, Wen Ling raised her hand and pointed at Xiaolan, "Repulse."
Xiaolan really didn't expect such a moment. She waved vigorously at Qin Yin who looked suspicious, "I didn't do anything, Sister Xiaoyin."
This look was exactly the same as when Luo Jiutian first saw Wen Ling in his arms.
The three of them quickly packed up everything. Hei Pi hadn't coaxed her yet and refused to be put into the backpack. Xiaolan had no choice but to hold it in her hands. The three of them walked to the elevator carrying large and small packages.
The Taoist priest and Luo Jiutian were already waiting there. Luo Jiutian shrank back unconsciously when he saw Wen Ling.
"Jiutian, help me."
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyin." Luo Jiutian shook his free left hand, "I'm still numb now. I will help you when I get better."
Before long, Fool and Baomu, who had dark bags under their eyes, also appeared.
"Have you got all the room cards?" the Taoist priest asked.
"Here," the fool picked up the girls' boxes, "we're checking out at this time, the front desk will definitely be very curious."
Speaking of the front desk...
The girl at the front desk showed good professionalism, and the surprise in her eyes was almost concealed.
Xiaolan leaned on the table and asked, "Miss, is the person who helped us draw the map here now?"
The girl blinked, "Of course, we all work night shift."
"Can we meet her?"
"Of course..." The girl turned her gaze and looked towards the entrance of the hall, "Just in time, she's here."
A middle-aged woman in her forties came over carrying a bucket and two long rags draped over her shoulders.
"Aunt Huang," the girl stopped her, "it's them."
Aunt Huang came over, looked at them and smiled.
"Check out now?"
"We are in an emergency," Xiaolan took out the map, "Aunt Huang, did you draw this for us?"
"I painted it, but I didn't paint it for you," Aunt Huang said. "It's a coincidence. A group of guests came here a few days ago. They were also going to Weiruo Village, and they asked me about this. I drew it for them, but they didn't take it away. But Xiao Feng said you were going there too, so I asked her to give this picture to you directly... What happened? There has been no news from Weiruozhai for several years. Okay, why are so many people suddenly going there recently? Is there any big event going on?"
