I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 543: Peace Hotel with added time attribute, Yang Jian died

"I don't need that. Just go back to the room, okay?"

Meng Xiaodong looked at Lin Yuan, clearly asking for Lin Yuan's opinion, and her meaning was also very clear, that is, she wanted to see herself in the next forty years.

Lin Yuan nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

After getting permission, Meng Xiaodong nodded gratefully to Lin Yuan, and then walked upstairs. The thick white fog around her also dissipated and did not corrode her body.

Even the heavy footsteps constantly wandering in the white fog would not invade her.

This was obviously because she had permission, and only with the "protection of the store manager" could this effect occur. While going upstairs, she became familiar with everything here in her "memory", and at the same time she became nervous.

When she reached the corner of the stairs, she looked at the mysterious pendulum clock that was only half visible in the white mist.

The pendulum is swinging regularly.

As she went up the stairs, she admired the ghost paintings on the walls on both sides.

The patterns on these derivative paintings are very abstract, but if you look closely, they seem to have a different kind of charm, as if everything inside is real and you can actually touch it just by reaching out your hand.

Then, there is a T-shaped intersection with stairs.

Without hesitation, she turned left, passed several rooms, looked at 203, then came to the door of 202 and knocked gently.

The door was quickly opened, and another older version of Meng Xiaodong walked out.

The two smiled at each other, seeming to have a special kind of tacit understanding.

Meng Xiaodong in the room made way for me. "Come in. Speaking of which, this is the first time I've formally met myself from decades ago, not through the supernatural, shared memories, or superimposed supernatural powers."

"Yes, this method is really magical, so magical that it is unbelievable." Meng Xiaodong walked into the room, took a casual look, and sat on the only wooden chair. "The environment here is not good, the smog is too heavy."

"Sometimes restrictions are also a form of protection, and this is an opportunity. Although I am better at the past than the future, I can feel that there is an alternative opportunity here. As long as he succeeds, everything will be different." Reality·Meng Xiaodong also sat down.

Gengshen Year Meng Xiaodong sighed, "What a pity, he doesn't want to come."

"If he comes, he won't be himself anymore." Realistic Meng Xiaodong shook his head, looking very open-minded. "Stay here tonight. You should go back early tomorrow morning. You can't take the memories here with you. You won't even have any memories of the Peace Hotel and him. But it doesn't matter. Since it exists, it's impossible to erase it. Your traces are more real here. At least for us, superimposing the supernatural will be easier."

"Yes, with the Peace Hotel as an anchor, things will indeed be easier for us. But in this way, one day, we will not be able to leave this place anymore." There was a hint of worry in Meng Xiaodong's words in the Gengshen Year.

In reality, Meng Xiaodong smiled and did not respond, which in itself is a very important attitude.

Downstairs, after seeing off Meng Xiaodong, Lin Yuan said to Liu Qingqing, "Arrange a room for him to stay in. It's on the second floor. He doesn't have to go to the e-sports room."

"Brother Yuan, he doesn't seem to have any money on him." Liu Qingqing called out hurriedly, not caring about gossiping about the relationship between Yang Xiaotian and Yang Jian. This involved the rules of the Peace Hotel.

When Yang Xiaotian came, he was completely alone. He had no extra money or extra money, but the Peace Hotel requires payment before service.

Lin Yuan glanced at him and said, "The rules cannot be broken. Leave your newspaper here for now. You can redeem it tomorrow after your son pays you."

son?

Yang Jian?

This person is not the illegitimate son of Yang Jian’s father, nor is he Yang Jian’s half-brother, but Yang Jian’s real father. Then what about Yang Jian’s previous father, Yang Xiao?
Wow!
These people have such messy private lives, and they really know how to have fun!

Liu Qingqing's eyes were shining, full of gossip, and this look made Yang Xiaotian feel very uncomfortable, but he did not refute. Instead, he obediently took out the newspaper in his arms and handed it to Liu Qingqing.

Revolt?

Stop joking, he has already seen how terrifying Lin Yuan's strength is.

Moreover, in this white fog, in front of Lin Yuan, all his supernatural powers were suppressed and he could hardly feel them at all, which meant that he had no way to use them.

In other words, in front of Lin Yuan, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary. Apart from some punches and kicks, he had no power to resist at all.

It was this feeling that made him truly understand what "normal people's cognition" meant.

"This kind of cognition is not just his level of cognition, but he forcibly changes the form of all things in the world through his cognition, similar to saying that the law follows the law, or 'what I see is the world', 'what I know is common sense'? What a scary guy, if such an existence cannot be called a god, then who in the world dares to call it that? He really uses this word accurately."

With this understanding, Yang Xiaotian actually relaxed.

He was well aware that his supernatural powers could earn him some fame in his circle, but he was still far behind the older generation.

Compared to this "store manager", this "he" is completely insignificant.

When the gap is so big that it is difficult to estimate, he believes that "he" will abide by the rules set by "him", because the bigger the person is, the less likely he will break the rules he sets. They need everyone to abide by the rules, so they naturally have to take the lead and set an example.

Even if it's just on the surface, it's enough.

Yang Xiaotian doesn't think that this little thing in him can make "him" break the rules for him. It's not worth it.

After Liu Qingqing went upstairs, Lin Yuan greeted her and saw a tall figure walking out of the white fog with a dark shadow.

In his hand, he was holding a rusty hatchet.

As he walked, the hatchet cut through the white mist, leaving deep marks.

"Let's go, Old Li. We asked you to work overtime at night, but who told you to stay up all night and wander around the store?" Lin Yuan was not bored, but he knew very well that in the body of this evil ghost, there was still a broken consciousness sleeping.

This consciousness is different from Zhang Youhong's residual soul. Because it has lost its roots, it must be nurtured in this body, and it only has one chance to wake up.

However, this consciousness is clear about what is happening in the outside world.

Lin Yuan also showed enough respect to Li Qingzhi, but he would not be polite to him when he was required to work hard.

The man and the ghost left the Peace Hotel again.

"You can live in this room. Don't come out at night if anything happens. All daily necessities and facilities are available in it." Liu Qingqing instructed.

Yang Xiaotian nodded, glanced at the room number 216, and pushed the door open and walked in.

boom!
Liu Qingqing curled her lips, and her original intention of gossiping was extinguished. Then she hurried downstairs and saw Lin Yuan and Li Qingzhi were about to go out. She hurriedly called out: "Brother Yuan, wait for me. Where are you going? Can I go with you?"

It's the dead of night, a man and a woman alone!
This was exactly the scene that Liu Qingqing wanted. As for Li Qingzhi, he was just a male ghost who had no intelligence and only knew how to act according to the rules of killing. He could be completely ignored.

But she couldn't catch up at all.

It seemed that Lin Yuan and Li Qingzhi were not walking fast, but when she stepped out of the door, their figures had completely disappeared in the white mist.

She wanted to chase him again, but white fog was rolling outside the house.

A chill came over her, causing Liu Qingqing to widen her eyes. "That was not Brother Yuan, not the store manager, but... him?"

"You're really slow to react. You've only figured it out now?" Zhang Youhong's voice sounded in his mind, with a strong hint of sarcasm.

Liu Qingqing's expression changed, and then became calm again, "Since it's him, then we should go back to sleep."

"I thought you would be more proactive after you found out it was him." Zhang Youhong teased. She now understood Liu Qingqing's character.

Although she always likes to threaten me, she is actually a very kind girl. She has not developed a murderous character. She may be merciless with words, but she actually knows her limits and will not really kill me.

Of course, she would not be so stupid as to challenge Liu Qingqing's bottom line. Some appropriate teasing would not only not annoy the other party, but would deepen the feelings and bond between the two.

"Brother Yuan is Brother Yuan, the store manager is the store manager, and he is he." Liu Qingqing returned to the cashier. She was on night shift for the twins tonight, and she couldn't just leave like that, lest the twins be punished, and she would feel uneasy. "He is a high god, and I am just an ordinary mortal. How dare I expect his feelings? Moreover, if it is really him, he wouldn't have mortal feelings, right?"

Zhang Youhong was surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to have such feelings. It seems that you have really grown up."

"You underestimate me too much. I know very well what I want. You wouldn't say that I actively pursued Brother Yuan just to become his woman, right? All I want is to live a good life, not to be humble to the dust. I should respect my other half as I respect God." Liu Qingqing spoke in a flat tone, expressing her truest thoughts.

Zhang Youhong thought for a moment and said, "What a pity! The more ordinary the wish, the harder it is to achieve. Even I just wanted to be a normal girl, grow up, fall in love, get married, and have children. But, we are ultimately helpless. And Wang Chaling, who is working with you, is the same as well."

Liu Qingqing said: "I don't know what you went through, but I am different from you. You went through a fate arranged by others, but you still wanted to arrange my fate, and now I am just trying to break free from the fate you gave me. I will not be the carrier of your resurrection. I am the only me, not Zhang Youhong, but Liu Qingqing. I hope you understand this point."

"Haha! I understand. I hope your wish can come true." Zhang Youhong was not angry, but gave her the most sincere blessing.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Liu Qingqing felt. "Do you have any other conspiracy?"

"There is no conspiracy, but the countdown has already begun. Now I am just a remnant soul, and you have controlled me, and I can't do anything. But it was never me who pushed your sense of destiny! Qingqing, you are actually very good. If there really comes a day like that, I hope you can stay true to yourself more." Zhang Youhong said solemnly. Liu Qingqing's eyes flickered, and she just said "hmm" and didn't continue to ask, because she knew that if she continued to ask, Zhang Youhong would not reveal any more information.

The fact was just as she thought.

Although Zhang Youhong had been trapped in Liu Qingqing's mind, she had already sensed it when Old Qin reported Zhang Dong's death to Lin Yuan on his behalf.

One month, this is a deadline.

It is not only the deadline for Zhang Dong's death, but also the deadline for her, Zhang Youhong, to truly walk from history to the present, from the past to the present!

It is only when this deadline arrives that there will be real results, and we will see whether we can escape the so-called...fate.

……

"Xiao Liu is actually quite smart. She knew to choose an ordinary person like me."

Everything that happened in the Peace Hotel was still within Lin Yuan's sight, and he couldn't escape it. "What a pity. If the place we were going to wasn't a bit special this time, I would really like to bring her with me."

It is also a very good experience to create some "trouble" for yourself.

The paper sedan chair, carried by four bearers, had arrived at the bus stop. Lin Yuan glanced at the Peace Hotel from the sedan chair and felt that there seemed to be some special meaning here.

"The intersection of the past and the present, with Yang Xiaotian and Meng Xiaodong in the Gengshen year as anchors, also makes the time of the Peace Hotel more special. It exists not only in the present, but also in the Gengshen year. My idea is correct. As long as I attract more people from time and space to stay at the Peace Hotel, I can continue to anchor the Peace Hotel in these time and space, and thus anchor myself, becoming a trace that cannot be erased in the past, present and future."

"In this way, the growth rate of the Peace Hotel will continue to accelerate, and it should be able to catch up with the self-growth rate of the White Mist Ghost Domain. Let's see how it goes. I hope everything will go as I wish."

"After all, I'm just an ordinary person who wants to live a stable life."

It was approaching midnight. Using Lu Zhiwen as a medium and the mysterious bus as an anchor, Lin Yuan successfully invaded the Gengshen year, but he did not forget Cao Yang.

This kid has activated the "Noon Transaction". If we leave him alone, even if the peddler of the Gengshen year doesn't come to the door, the peddler in reality will have to come to collect the goods.

At that time, unless Cao Yang hides in the Peace Hotel for the rest of his life, as soon as he steps out of the range of the white fog ghost domain, he will be found by the ghost peddler.

No one owes it anything, except the Peace Hotel.

It is still the Taiping Ancient Town in the game. Everything has returned to normal. Shops have resumed business as usual, and people on the Ghost Street are trading and relaxing freely.

Even though the wall of white fog could restrict the movements of Yang Jian, Li Jun and others, it allowed the natives and guests on this street to move freely.

"Boss Lin, you are finally here."

Next to the tea stall, Zhang Bohua stood up excitedly, "If you don't come, that guy will come to your door and take him away."

"You are talking about the peddler, right? Why, isn't he here at midnight now?" Lin Yuan walked over with a smile.

Zhang Bohua looked behind Lin Yuan, looking at the tall body, his heart was full of complicated feelings, "It's almost time, but I think you succeeded, Boss Lin?"

As expected of one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, his vision is extremely sharp.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Well, you also want to see your past self?"

"Haha! Boss Lin, you're joking. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Zhang Bohua said goodbye and left.

Looking at his back, Lin Yuan murmured, "Is it my illusion? Why do I always feel that Mr. Zhang is deliberately leaving? Is there an unspeakable past between him and the ghost peddler?"

Cao Yang still stood there, his eyes numb.

Lin Yuan glanced at him and said, "Let's go. Since we are here, let's go and help."

Cao Yang and Li Qingzhi followed Lin Yuan to the wall of white fog. Yang Jian, Li Jun, Ah Hong and Fang Shiming were all lying on the ground. They seemed to be dead and had no breath, but the evil spirits had not revived either.

Lin Yuan took a step forward, and Lu Zhiwen's body appeared, then fell to the ground, just like Yang Jian and the others.

"Let's move."

Li Qingzhi and Cao Yang stepped forward and started the moving work.

……

"There's movement, Minister, look, it's Yang Jian and the others, they've appeared!"

The headquarters command center was originally extremely quiet, with only the sounds of machines running and keyboards being pressed, but there were a lot of people here.

Everyone stared at the images on the big screen with dead silence - one was the former Dadong City, and the other was the former Taiping Ancient Town.

These two towns disappeared abruptly at some point in the past. The former disappeared earlier, while the latter disappeared after Li Jun and others entered. Even the Ghost Lake, which had not yet completely retreated, could not invade.

The headquarters had prepared for the worst, even a plan for the Peace Hotel to lose control.

A large number of confidential personnel were also transferred to the safe house, ready to face the terrible impact at any time. Cao Yanhua was also qualified to enter, but he refused and still stayed on the front line with Zhao Jianguo, Shen Liang and others.

Even Guo Fan, who was supposed to be sleeping, rushed over at this moment.

However, compared with the worried expressions of Tong Qian and others, Guo Fan seemed much calmer. But if you look closely, you can find that there is an indescribable fanaticism in his eyes.

That look seemed to say: "This day has finally arrived!"

Just as the time was about to reach midnight, the camera in Taiping Ancient Town changed first.

A thick white fog appeared again at the place where the Taiping Ancient Town had disappeared, and Yang Jian, Li Jun, Ah Hong, Lu Zhiwen and Fang Shiming also appeared one after another.

The way they appeared was as if they were thrown out by someone.

"Tong Qian, Guo Fan, go to the scene immediately and check the condition of Li Jun and the others." Cao Yanhua ordered immediately, and medical personnel were also sent out urgently to accompany them.

Tong Qian agreed immediately.

Guo Fan was somewhat dissatisfied, but he also wanted to go to the scene to take a look, so he agreed as well.

"Minister, there is a big problem with Guo Fan's attitude." Zhao Jianguo reminded.

Cao Yanhua naturally observed this, "He already yearns for the Peace Hotel, and he was eroded by the White Mist Seed. This change is normal. Don't let him participate in important matters in the future, especially those involving the Peace Hotel. And with the ghost messenger here, Guo Fan will have his own considerations."

"I understand." Zhao Jianguo nodded in response.

Their current relationship with the Peace Hotel is relatively friendly. Although it is a one-sided cooperative relationship not recognized by the "store manager", it is recognized by their headquarters.

Since Guo Fan is so devoted to the Peace Hotel, they need to think carefully and not immediately label him a traitor.

Just as Cao Yanhua said, the ghost has always coveted Guo Fan's spirit tablet. As long as Guo Fan is not stupid, he will not completely turn to the Peace Hotel before solving this problem.

But, will the "store manager" get rid of the ghost messenger for the sake of Guo Fan?

Ah!
"If there weren't so few people available right now...Ah!"

Tong Qian and others arrived at the scene soon, but the news they received chilled Cao Yanhua and others' hearts: "Yang Jian, Li Jun, Ah Hong, Lu Zhiwen, and Fang Shiming, are all... dead!"

"Impossible! Not to mention the others, Fang Shiming is protected by the White Mist Seed, and Yang Jian should have it as well. How could they die so easily, and in his ghost domain? If he really wanted to do it, why would he go through so much trouble?" Zhao Jianguo screamed and lost his composure uncontrollably.

But the facts are before us: Li Jun and others are indeed dead.

Whether it was Tong Qian and Guo Fan's judgment, or the judgment of the accompanying medical staff, they all came to the same conclusion, and this conclusion was like a shocking nightmare, plunging the headquarters into absolute silence.

Until Wang Xiaoming's voice sounded, "Although they are dead, they don't have the characteristics of resurrected evil spirits. Take them to the Peace Hotel. Where they died, they will be resurrected there. It's a simple truth."

Cao Yanhua's eyes lit up, "That's right! Professor Wang is right! Tong Qian, Guo Fan, take them to the Peace Hotel immediately... No, no, bring them back first and send them over tomorrow morning."

The Peace Hotel is very dangerous late at night. If I go there now, I might violate its taboos, so I should wait a while.

and……

Wang Xiaoming's eyes, which were dead silent and lifeless, finally revealed a fresh light, just like a person who had been hungry for decades and suddenly saw a sumptuous meal in front of him. He couldn't control himself at all: "Send them back first, so I can study their condition. Although it's only more than six hours, I should be able to get some results."

(End of this chapter)