"Huh?" Xiaolan spit out the foam in her mouth and rinsed her mouth again, "I heard it right, there was indeed a knock on the door."
"Where is there anyone here?" Qin Yin poked his head out to take a look again, "Could it be a naughty child playing a prank somewhere?"
While Xiaolan wiped her mouth with a towel, she walked over curiously and looked into the corridor with Qin Yin.
The corridor was bright, empty, spotless, and empty of people.
"This hotel looks quite high-end. There shouldn't be any naughty children doing mischief, right?" Xiaolan expressed doubts.
"That's not necessarily the case," Qin Yin said, "There are naughty kids everywhere, it doesn't matter whether you are high-end or not."
The two closed the door again, and Qin Yin entered the bathroom. After a while, she turned around and asked, "Xiaolan, did you really hear the knock on the door?"
"I heard it," Xiaolan said, "dong dong dong six times."
"All right."
Qin Yin washed his face, and Xiaolan sat on the bed for a while, still feeling a little uneasy.
Why do strange things always happen in hotels? If this continues, I will suffer from hotel phobia.
She raised her eyes and looked at Wen Ling. Wen Ling was sitting by the window and quietly staring at the slowly rising sun outside the window. Wen Ling could now eat and sleep normally, but he just stayed in a daze and didn't speak. He just called him whatever he wanted.
No matter what I do, there will be no reaction, let alone joy or sorrow.
Xiaolan sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs and thinking.
"Xiaolan, have you packed up?" Qin Yin walked out of the bathroom holding a towel, "Do you want to take a shower before going out?"
"Sister Xiaoyin, I thought of a way."
Qin Yin's movements paused, "What method?"
"Let's sleep together, the three of us," Xiaolan pointed to the bed in the center of the room, "If we squeeze in a little bit, we should be able to sleep comfortably."
Qin Yin looked at the bed and then at Xiaolan.
"Why?"
"It's safer this way," Xiaolan said. "I always have a bad feeling."
"...Xiaolan, have you ever had a good feeling?"
"No...Sister Xiaoyin, I'm referring to the knock on the door just now," Xiaolan said, "I really heard it, but you didn't hear it at all, right?...I wonder what else might happen at night.
If the three of us huddle together, it will be easier for us to protect Wenling."
Qin Yin didn't quite understand the significance of this plan, but for Xiaolan's sake, she didn't refuse it.
"I can do it. The bed is big enough and we are both thin."
"Then it's settled," Xiaolan seemed to be talking to herself, "It's safe this way."
After the two washed up, they took Wen Ling and left the room.
This time, the three rooms they stayed in were not next to each other. Baomu and Fool's rooms were at the end of the corridor, while Dao Zhang and Luo Jiutian's rooms were simply arranged on the other side of the hotel building.
Xiaolan and Qin Yin walked to the door of Baomu and Fool's room and knocked on the door.
squeak--
"Sister Xiaoyin..." Baomu stood inside the door, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"You are sleeping," Qin Yin said in surprise, "Didn't you say that you would go down for dinner later?... Let me just say, I tried my best to follow you in the group, but no one responded to me."
"We are so sleepy," Baomu yawned, "Brother Fool is still sleeping."
"Brother Fool must be very tired after driving for so long." Xiaolan explained for Fool.
"Then Jiutian is probably confused too," Qin Yin put her hands on her hips, "Forget it, you guys go to sleep, we'll go down to eat first."
"Well..."
"Is there anything you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine," Baomu grinned and smiled naively, "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyin."
"Go and catch up on your sleep."
After closing the door, Qin Yin lowered his head and raised an eyebrow at Xiaolan, "What does my Zaizai want to eat? Come on, Sister Xiaoyin is treating you."
The three of them left the elevator and walked towards the glass door of the lobby on the first floor. Qin Yin suddenly turned a corner and walked around to the front desk.
Xiaolan followed behind without knowing what was going on.
"Hello, I would like to ask, are there any children staying near 632?"
"Kid..." The girl at the front desk glanced at Xiaolan.
"No, I'm talking about other people's children," Qin Yin said, "Are there any particularly naughty little guys?...Except for our child."
Me? Naughty?
"Sorry, it's not convenient for us to disclose this," the girl at the front desk shook her head apologetically, "What happened?"
"Someone knocked on the door of our room randomly," Qin Yin complained, "and ran away after knocking."
"Is that so? I'm really sorry. We will adjust the monitoring in the background to check."
Qin Yin nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but the girl suddenly stopped them.
"Please wait a moment," the girl rummaged through the folder next to the computer, pulled out an A4 paper and handed it to them, "This is for you."
Qin Yin took it.
There are a few simple shapes drawn with pencil on the paper, as well as a bunch of horizontal and vertical lines. The painting style is very free and abstract.
"What is this?"
"One of my colleagues heard about Weiruozhai," the girl pointed to the piece of paper. "She said it was difficult to find it, so she simply drew a map."
map?
Xiaolan and Qin Yin stared hard with their eyes wide open.
"Uh... thank you very much," Qin Yin raised his head and said after failing to make the argument, "Where is your colleague now?"
"She just got off the night shift."
"She will still go to work tomorrow, right?"
"Of course," the girl said with a smile, "Actually, I don't think this map looks very good... But she said that the locals basically know that place, so you can go outside and ask."
The two of them sat on chairs in the hotel, turning over and over and looking at the map.
"This thing...is actually a map?"
Qin Yin raised the piece of paper and looked at the roof light, but he didn't see anything interesting.
"Maybe Taoist Priest and the others can understand," Xiaolan said.
"Maybe." Qin Yin put the map aside.
The owner of the shop brought the two of them their meals with a smile, and after placing them in front of them, he held the delivery tray under his arm and tilted his head to look at the piece of paper.
"Isn't this Weiruo Village?"
The soup in Qin Yin's mouth almost spurted out.
"You...you know?"
"Of course I know... but I think only people my age know that most of the young people in Luliang today are from outside the country..."
Qin Yin interrupted the shop owner's emotion and quickly pointed to the picture and asked, "Then do you know how we should get there?"
"Where do you want to go? I'm afraid you can't do it now..."
The two exchanged glances.
"What happened?"
"It rained heavily in Luliang a few days ago, and the mountain next to that road suffered a landslide. The mountain road was blocked and no one could pass." The boss pointed to a horizontal line on the map, "Here, it's right here."