"Uncle, I just want to ask, is this Paradise Town?"
I asked with a smile.
"Yes, go back quickly, there is no time!"
The night watchman waved his hand to me impatiently.
"Okay, I'll go back right away."
I nodded, turned around and returned to the hotel lobby.
The night watchman then took up the lantern, turned around and left, continuing to inspect other floors.
The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, and Lonnie and Bai Ze were still unable to be contacted. Although I was not worried about their safety, I always felt that something was wrong.
It seems that this heavy rain was intentional, isolating Lonnie and Bai Ze from me into two different worlds. I have to bear all the tests alone.
Master Kongan's reward is indeed not that easy to obtain. It seems that the evil spirits she suppressed back then have not been eliminated. Maybe I can only rely on me to complete this task!
Back in the lobby, the old lady at the bar was still missing. But I saw that the black and white TV was placed on the coffee table in the lobby. The mother and son who took the elevator with me were now sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, watching attentively. television.
The little boy held a large bag of potato chips in his hand, his cheeks were bulging, and his greasy hands were full of residue. He kept slapping his hands while eating.
The woman stood aside, rubbing the little boy's head, and said with concern: "Be good, eat slowly, don't choke..."
I looked at the TV. The dry well and the woman in white on the screen had disappeared. What was playing now was an old cartoon.
Because it is relatively old, the lines of the characters in this cartoon are rough, and every move of the characters looks a little weird.
After a few random glances, I gradually noticed something unusual. Although this was an animation, it was filled with a large number of bloody and violent scenes, including murder, dismemberment, dismemberment, and other restricted scenes.
Faced with such a bloody scene, the little boy watched it with relish, and screamed happily from time to time, as if he was venting the desire to kill in the center...
What surprised me even more was that the little boy’s mother remained indifferent to this kind of bloody animation and had no intention of stepping forward to stop it.
Although it had nothing to do with me, I couldn't help but walk over.
"Sister, if your child watches such a cult animation at such a young age, I'm afraid it will affect his growth, so I'd better not let him watch it."
The woman turned her head and when she realized it was me, she immediately let out a disdainful snort.
"It is precisely because the child is still young that we must let him realize the truth of the world from an early age. Otherwise, he will suffer a big loss in the future. You know what the heck!"
What kind of fallacy is this? I knew there was no reason to talk to this woman, so I could only helplessly shake my head and stand behind her.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and I really wanted to see what would happen then, so I was in no hurry to go upstairs.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and an elderly couple walked down. They carried a small stool and sat consciously behind the mother and son.
This couple looks to be in their seventies. Why don't they stay up late at night and watch cartoons?
I was very curious, so I stepped forward and asked: "Uncle and aunt, I want to ask..."
"have no idea!"
Before I could finish speaking, the old man glared at me and said in an extremely impatient tone.
The old lady also rolled her eyes at me, said nothing, and paid no attention to my plan.
Are all the residents of this hotel so unreasonable?
Fortunately, I was thick-skinned and had long been used to this kind of rejection. I just smiled lightly, said nothing more, and then retreated to the back of the lobby, continuing to look for someone suitable to talk to.
Not long after, the elevator went down again, and this time a young couple came out.
The girl looks pretty, but her face is a little pale, and she is sitting in a wheelchair. She seems to be a disabled person.
Her boyfriend was tall and thick-set, with a ferocious face. After pushing the girl into the lobby, he lined up behind the elderly couple.
Although the girl was a more suitable conversation partner, her boyfriend was obviously not suitable. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I held back and did not speak.
Not long after, the elevator door opened again, and a young man wearing jeans and a T-shirt walked out.
This man had no companions and seemed to live alone. He was carrying two bottles of beer and a bag of peanuts in his hands. After walking to the lobby, he squatted in a corner and started eating and drinking by himself.
This guy seemed to have a more upright appearance, not as gloomy as the others. I decided to test it again, so I walked towards him.
"Brother, you're in a good mood. Are you ready to drink now?"
The guy looked up at me and said curiously, "I think you're quite new. Are you new here?"
There's drama!
I was not rejected directly. I immediately noticed that this guy seemed to be easier to talk to, so I squatted down in front of him and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, I just moved in today. Are you all old residents here?"
I pointed to the people in front and asked the younger brother.
"Yes, we have lived here for more than a year. It is really rare to meet new customers in such a quiet place."
The young man took a sip of wine and told me truthfully.
"Haha, we are travel friends from out of town. It happened to be raining heavily, so we came here to stay overnight. It's fate."
I said with a smile.
"Brother Long, why are you not sleeping well at home this late at night, but you all come to the lobby on this floor? Are you all here to watch cartoons?"
After chatting for a while, I found out that this guy’s name was Xiaolong, so I got to the point.
"This is it,"
Xiaolong took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Because the circuit upstairs is aging, the TV will not work properly during thunderstorms. Everyone is bored, so they all go to the first floor to watch TV."
Xiaolong's explanation was a bit far-fetched, but I didn't ask in detail. I just said, "It's just that there is only one TV here, and everyone wants to watch different programs. How can we reconcile it?"
"I don't believe it. Those two old men also like to watch cartoons."
I pointed to the pair of old men in front of me and said to Xiaolong.
"Hey, what you said is indeed a problem, but we all follow the principle of first come, first served. Generally speaking, there has not been any fighting for the remote control."
"For example, if the little boy came here first, then even if we don't like cartoons, we still have to wait until he finishes watching the episode before the old man behind him can change the channel."
Xiaolong explained to me while drinking.
