Chapter 41 Yihongyuan Hotel (40)

After finishing, the female skeleton silently took it and pressed it on her head. Then she raised her empty eyes and looked at Yuan Qingli: "Thank you."

"I should say thank you." Yuan Qingli reached out and touched the female skeleton's not-so-smooth head, "Goodbye."

The female skeleton smiled slowly: "Welcome to visit next time."

Next time, who wants next time.

Witnessing all this, the two men who were still doing mental construction stared wide-eyed: That's it? So fast?

However, according to Yuan Qingli's approach, it's okay not to kiss. That's still acceptable.

The two of them looked at the female skeleton that Yuan Qingli had just kissed and was about to leave, so they rushed up with water.

Compared to other smelly ghosts, this one is obviously more acceptable.

"Hello……"

"Sorry, my working hours have ended today and I can no longer collect payments. Please find my colleague."

Lin Shaojie and Brother Ji Zhao were immediately confused and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ghosts don’t even take a break, so why are they still off work?

Sure enough, it was the last stubbornness of the working ghost.

Yuan Qingli noticed a few eyes looking at her. She raised her eyes and raised a charming smile on her lips: "Friends, the mission is completed. I'll wait for you outside!"

Two people: This is the devil’s smile, right?

The two had no choice but to work separately. He didn't want to be seen kissing a ghost.

While Yuan Qingli and Zhuang Xiangyi were waiting for Lin Shaojie and the others to finish their shopping, they suddenly remembered something.

"Wait for me." Yuan Qingli said nothing before turning back and walking into the canteen.

She found the female skeleton again. The female skeleton was getting ready to get off work. The other person was playing with her head, as if she couldn't pretend to be right.

"Hello~ I'd like to trouble you again."

"Huh? Guest, it's you again. What do you need this time? I'm already off work."

"Can you give me some alfalfa, sawdust and straw? I'll pay the bill myself."

The female skeleton tilted her head with her hand, revealing her empty wind-filled neck, and responded gently and politely: "It's very familiar..."

"Do you have these things?" Yuan Qingli asked again.

The female skeleton hit her head hesitantly: "Yes."

The female skeleton held her chin in deep thought.

What year was that? It seems that I took it from the back garden of the hotel many, many years ago.

I don’t know why, but I just like it.

After you get it, you can put it on the shelf at will. The good thing about the canteen is that in addition to the required must-sell items, you can also make some extra money by selling them yourself.

But it seems like no one has ever bought this thing.

There was a big clearance event before and almost everything was destroyed.

But why did she leave these things behind? It seemed that someone had said it in her ear.

That's a very poetic thought.

"I'll get it and give it to you directly. No need to pay."

…

The frosty four people left the canteen and prepared to go up to Brother Chicken Claw's room on the 18th floor, using it as a conference room.

No one wanted to say more than a few words about the concession stand experience.

Looking at the depressed faces and trembling hands of the chicken claw man and Lin Shaojie, their consumption inside seemed a bit exciting.

"Let's go to the 13th floor now." Yuan Qingli naturally suggested.

After all, the three tasks within the rules were completed, but the system showed no signs of letting them leave.

Therefore, now we can only go to the 13th floor to find the exit.

No one dared to agree with Yuan Qingli’s suggestion. There is a taboo in my heart that says "no going to the 13th floor" in the rules.

They almost died if they didn't go to the restaurant to have a meal. Who knows what will happen next.

After all, they are not as strong as Yuan Qingli.

Seeing the hesitation of the three of them, Yuan Qingli had no choice but to share the clues provided by the long-tongued ghost.

"The room with red smoke on the thirteenth floor, what is that?"

"Is it on fire?" The chicken-claw man once again received a few eye rolls.

Yuan Qingli slowly guided: "What do you think of smoke related to ghosts?"

"Singing incense, making offerings, worshiping, etc.?" Brother Ji Zhao answered, "Worshiping is more appropriate."

"That's right." Lin Shaojie's eyes lit up. He pushed up the glasses that had slipped on the bridge of his nose, and he was overjoyed. "We just need to go to the 13th floor and see which room has the fragrance of tribute!"

Brother Ji Zha paused and said in a hoarse voice: "Should every room be pushed away? What if we bump into it..."