"I've thought about it," Jasmine's first voice was a little out of tune, and she quickly cleared her throat and continued, "We have to go back again today."
"Going to the Eight Immortals Village?" Qin Yin put the porridge in front of Xiaolan and asked Jasmine.
Jasmine nodded, "Eight Immortals Village is not only scary, but also has secrets."
Jasmine was preparing to carry out what Lao Luo said, "Let's relax before going back to work as a housekeeper."
The Taoist priest then turned to look at Luo Jiutian, whose eyes were also dark, "Where is Deputy Luo?"
"My dad left early in the morning," Luo Jiutian picked up his chopsticks angrily, "I didn't even find him, but Butler Feng told me."
"Things related to the light you saw..."
"I didn't say anything," Luo Jiutian looked sad and sighed with his shoulders slumped, "Why do I always feel like my dad is avoiding us?"
"Maybe Uncle Luo is not avoiding you, but avoiding us."
As soon as Xiaolan said this, the eyes of a circle of people instantly focused on her who was about to pick up the last piece of sausage with her chopsticks.
Xiao Lan retracted his chopsticks angrily, "What I mean is that Uncle Luo can only tell you about things related to that light, not us."
The Taoist priest sat up straighter and asked, "Where did this come from?"
Xiaolan roughly narrated what happened while sleepwalking in the early morning, and finally said, "I was still thinking why Uncle Luo appeared in the corridor at that time, but then I suddenly remembered, Brother Jiutian, you live in
Uncle Luo is next door. When I woke up from sleepwalking, although I was facing Uncle Luo's door, your room was on my left. I didn't notice at that time that your door was open at that time.
.”
"My father came out of my room?" Luo Jiutian was a little unbelievable.
"It's possible that he was about to go in, but Xiaolan suddenly came over sleepwalking and interrupted his actions," Qin Yin said while chewing something in his mouth. After thinking about it, he turned his head to Xiaolan, "What did you do last night?"
Sleepwalking? Why didn't I know? You didn't sleepwalk before... You didn't sleepwalk, did you?"
Xiaolan shook her head, "I have no impression either."
Jasmine raised an eyebrow at Luo Jiutian, "Did Uncle Luo go to your room last night and say anything?"
"No," Luo Jiutian frowned more and more, "I fell asleep as soon as I went to bed. I didn't wake up in the middle, and I didn't feel anyone calling me. Did my father really come here?"
The Taoist priest then asked Xiang Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, you didn't see the message that flashed on Deputy Luo's phone clearly?"
"No, but I always feel like... I seem to have seen something familiar, but I can't remember what it is."
The Taoist priest nodded, "Vice-President Luo may have read the message and decided not to wake up Brother Jiutian, so he went back to his room directly after talking to Xiaolan."
After hearing these words, Luo Jiutian couldn't eat at all.
He put his chopsticks on the table dejectedly and folded his hands on his chest, "My father has never hidden anything from me like this, never...hidden it like this."
"Uncle Luo must have his reasons," Jasmine patted Luo Jiutian's arm, "It must be for your own good."
The atmosphere at the dinner table became even more dull.
After a long time, the Taoist priest put down the bowl and said to Luo Jiutian pretending to be relaxed, "So now we should decipher the secret of this secret room in Baxian Village as soon as possible. First, we must know what is in the store. Only then can we understand the meaning of the light and how much can we understand."
Let’s talk about what Deputy Luo is hiding.”
"Well!" Qin Yin swallowed the food in his mouth and said hurriedly, "Didn't Xiaolan dream again? Tell me what you dreamed about?"
Xiaolan described her vague and messy dream again. Of course, her companions, like herself, didn't understand anything except the two sentences "brother" and "go home".
"It doesn't seem to make any sense..." Qiao Nian glanced at everyone in confusion.
Baomu, the best in the world, Xiao Lanchui, immediately became unhappy, "No, Xiaolan's dreams are all meaningful, but we don't know anything now, so it seems meaningless, but in fact... they are all.
It’s directional, really…”
Xiaolan was a little embarrassed by Baomu's incoherent bragging. She was about to open her mouth to deny it, but the Taoist priest also spoke.
"Yes, since Xiaolan had such a dream, it means that there is indeed a problem in the Eight Immortals Village."
Having said this, all discussions come to one point.
Jasmine slapped the table and said, "After dinner, we will go to the Eight Immortals Village."
***
"Beep!——"
The elevator stopped.
The eight people returned to the Eight Immortals Village. Even Luo Jiutian was not that scared anymore. A group of people walked out of the elevator aggressively, and then looked at the closed door with big eyes and small eyes.
"He did say he quit..." Qin Yin muttered, "But I thought he was trying to stall us."
"Isn't it business hours yet?" Jasmine took out her phone to check the store information.
"No," the Taoist priest said, pointing to the glass door on the right, "look at this."
There is a notice posted on the inside of the glass.
"Our store will be temporarily closed from now on. All existing orders have been refunded. If you have any other questions, please contact the store manager, Mr. Li, at 133XXXXXXX1."
The fool quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.
After two rings, the call was connected.
"Hello, Eight Immortals Village."
"Hello," the idiot said while turning on the playback, "We are yesterday... We are the players who are going to play Eight Immortals Village today. Why is the store closed?"
The idiot's "yesterday" was about to blurt out, but Jasmine stopped her with gestures desperately and replaced it with "today".
"Hello, there are some problems with the internal facilities of the Eight Immortals Village scene, and normal services are temporarily unable to be provided. All online orders have been refunded. I am very sorry for delaying your play plan."
"Ah, that's it..." The fool pretended to be regretful, "When will the store reopen? Then I'll come back to play."
"The reopening time cannot be estimated at present," the male voice on the other end of the phone was still cold, "The problem is large and cannot be solved in a short time. If there are business plans in the future, we will notify customers in time. Thank you for your support.
"
The fool hung up the phone helplessly.
"Is it because of that door?" The fool shrugged.
"Definitely not," Qin Yin shook his head, "Didn't the door break before we played yesterday? Didn't they let us play normally? Let me tell you, it was because of the surveillance."
"Agree."
"Agree."
"Agree."
"I'll make another one," Jasmine opened the order on her mobile phone, "This time we use the identity of the player from last night."
This time the call only beeped once and was picked up.
"Hello, Eight Immortals Village."
"Hello, uh..." Jasmine said for a moment, "We are the players last night, the last wave of players last night."
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Hello," then the voice asked slowly, "Do you need anything?"