Mr. Wu nodded, grinned and said: "That's right, that's right. You can go to the empty guest room to clean up first. I'll call you if there are other tasks."
With that said, Mr. Wu took out a black object from under the table and threw it to Chen Zifei.
After taking the black object, Chen Zifei couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out to be a walkie-talkie. There was such a thing in this spiritual realm. It seemed that this spiritual realm was also advancing with the times and had technological things.
Think about it, this spiritual realm is not completely closed. It is opened every year, and people from outside often enter. It is normal for some technological products from outside to be brought in.
The moment he walked out of the supervisor's office, a smile appeared on Chen Zifei's lips. He really wanted to get whatever he wanted. He went to clean the guest room. He couldn't ask for it. It was just a chance to find Mizuno.
Chen Zifei did not follow Mr. Wu's request to clean the unoccupied room. He went directly to the top floor. This hotel has five floors. The first and second floors are the dining area, the third, fourth and fifth floors are guest rooms. The third floor is away from the clown lady.
It was too close to get into trouble, so Chen Zifei decisively looked for it from the top floor.
Chen Zifei simply ignored the unoccupied rooms and picked the ones with closed doors to knock on.
There was a closed door at the top of the stairs. Chen Zifei looked around and saw that there was no one in the corridor, so that was it.
Chen Zifei knocked lightly a few times, and there seemed to be some noise inside. Chen Zifei increased his strength, and as soon as he knocked, the door was unlocked and was knocked open.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the girl gasping for breath, and Chen Zifei's heart froze. It seemed that he had come at the wrong time. Why did the door open by himself? He really didn't want to come to watch the show.
Just as he was about to exit, a shirtless man with a towel wrapped around his lower body jumped out of the bedroom angrily.
The man in the bath towel was livid, his eyes were blazing, and he roared: "Boy, if you dare to disturb my good deeds, I will make your life worse than death today..."
Chen Zifei looked at the man in the towel, smiled slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a fat sheep. That was easy.
After meeting a few guests, he can already tell who is the fat sheep and who is the aboriginal in the spiritual realm. The aborigines in this spiritual realm have strong spiritual energy. Whether they are ancient warriors or onmyojis, there is a layer of faint energy on the surface of their bodies.
The aura may be the aura attached to the body surface after living in the spiritual realm for a long time.
But the fat sheep and mice from the outside world are different. Although they have come to the spiritual realm and absorbed the same air, they do not have this spiritual energy. It can be seen at a glance, as if there is really no difference between immortals and mortals.
No need to hide it.
The fat woman who was 303 just now is an aborigine of the spiritual realm, and the man in the bath towel in front of her now looks like a foreigner. Of course, only fat sheep can afford to stay in a hotel.
After closing the door, the man in the towel looked at Chen Zifei fiercely, and said with a sinister smile: "Mouse, it turns out to be a mouse. It's easy. I originally wanted to clean you up, but it turned out to be a mouse. Kill me."
It doesn’t matter.”
Chen Zifei twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the man playfully and said, "Everyone is from outside, so don't be so harsh. It was you who didn't close the door, so I came in..."
The man in the bath towel smiled coldly and said with a mocking look on his face: "Mouse, why are you comparing yourself to me? I am a fat sheep. I am very popular in this spiritual realm. In order to make my money, you are always polite to me."
, but you are different. In the spiritual realm, you are just a mouse that can be trampled to death with one kick."
Chen Zifei rolled his eyes. This kid actually knew that he was a fat sheep and was proud of it. Chen Zifei was also speechless.
Chen Zifei smiled and looked at the man in the towel as if he was looking at an idiot, "I am a mouse, but I am not a mouse you can trample to death."
"Brother, are you here yet? Send him away quickly." A soft, delicate girl's voice came from the room.
The man in the bath towel turned to the room and smiled evilly: "Okay, honey, I'll take care of this kid, and then I'll take care of you..."
"Three feet of ice..."
The man in the bath towel was filled with spiritual energy, and he pointed his finger towards Chen Zifei, and a cold air instantly came to Chen Zifei's face.
It was too fast. Chen Zifei felt awe in his heart. This cold air was invisible and qualityless. When Chen Zifei discovered it, it had already enveloped him and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.
"It's really cool..."
Chen Zifei smiled disdainfully, but before he finished speaking, his body froze. The cold air quickly condensed into frost on the surface of the body. The frost spread quickly and connected to each other in the blink of an eye...
Soon an iceman appeared in the room, and the iceman's body exuded a cold air.
The man in the bath towel looked at the iceman that Chen Zifei had transformed into, and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, is it cooler now? My three feet of ice can last for a day. Don't worry, you won't die so quickly, you will feel your own
The blood and body solidify little by little, and the feeling of life passing by little by little is guaranteed to be unforgettable for you, hahaha."
"By the way, a friendly reminder, don't try to struggle. This ice layer contains my powerful spiritual power, which will absorb the surrounding cold air and has a self-healing effect. It is impossible for you to break free, and it will only make you
It's just that you will die faster, and you will become a dead mouse soon." The man in the bath towel had madness in his voice, and he was laughing wildly.
The man in the bath towel just turned around and seemed to hear a sound from Kaz in his ears. The man in the bath towel was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed again. It must be his own imagination, it must be like this.
But in the next second, there was an explosion. The pupils of the man in the bath towel dilated instantly. Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. A bad premonition had already arisen in his heart, because the broken ice cube had hit the
For him, this is definitely not an illusion.
The man in the bath towel had a stiff neck and turned his head in horror, only to see Chen Zifei standing there intact, with a playful smile on his face, and there was still a little bit of ice on his body.
"No, this is impossible. How can you break this ice? I am a great Onmyoji, and my three feet of ice cannot be broken." The man in the bath towel shouted in horror. Although he had already had a premonition, he still couldn't break it.
Can't believe it.
Chen Zifei looked at the man in the towel and sneered: "The Great Onmyoji? I'm just a beginner. If you want to kill me with this level of strength, even your father can't do it."
The man in the towel's eyes widened. That's it. What does this mean? He actually looked down on the Great Onmyoji. Just when the man in the towel was about to threaten, his neck suddenly tightened and he could only make a whining sound.
Chen Zifei grabbed the man in the towel by the neck, lifted him up, and let him kick around in the air. At this time, Chen Zifei's eyes slowly turned black, and a strong murderous intention rose in his heart.
Kill him, kill him, crush this dirty ant to death... A voice kept whispering in Chen Zifei's ears.