I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 631: Sixth Bell Ringing, Second Ghost Clothes
The Peace Hotel is shrouded in white fog all year round. There is no sun, no moon, and no stars.

The only thing that existed in the sky was the Ghost Lake Waterfall, which was pulled from Zhongzhou City and hung in the sky. Fortunately, the mysterious pendulum clock in the Wang family's ancestral home was moved here.

The bell rang six times, and everyone knew that it was six o'clock in the evening. Those who had not rented a house quickly got up and left.

During this process, the white fog that was blocking outside the Peace Hotel gradually filled in.

The last one to leave was the little girl with twin ponytails and a Gothic lolita skirt.

She jumped off the table, but before she landed, the monkey holding the stick picked her up, put her on his shoulders, and walked out the door.

"Brother Yuan, I'm leaving now. I'll come and play with you tomorrow." The little girl waved happily at Lin Yuan. That pure smile was full of healing feeling.

Even Zhou Deng felt much more cheerful and waved goodbye with Lin Yuan. But when the little girl turned around, his face instantly froze.

When the little girl turned around, a girl who looked almost exactly like her suddenly appeared on her back.

But this girl had no vitality at all, her whole body was stiff and cold, her eyes were wide open but without any spirit in them, only revealing a cold and dead aura.

Just like that, this little girl who suddenly appeared stared at Zhou Deng with her eyes.

Even though they were quite far away, Zhou Deng could clearly see his own shadow reflected in those pupils, which made him shudder unconsciously. "Curse? No, no, no, here, no one can use supernatural powers."

As he said that, he quickly looked down at his body, finding no stains at all. He then quietly tried to use his psychic powers, but they were completely dormant, as if they had never appeared.

Zhou Deng finally breathed a sigh of relief and tried to stop thinking about the ghostly look behind the little girl. He looked at the gradually thickening white fog around him and asked anxiously, "Brother Yuan, what do you think of this Granny Meng?"

"Don't worry, I should be back soon. I won't worry about you taking a rest." Lin Yuan waved his hand.

It is true that the Peace Hotel is very dangerous at night.

This dangerous time period used to be fixed. At that time, the Peace Hotel was too unthreatening and its recovery level was too small, far inferior to the White Fog Ghostland.

For this reason, Lin Yuan had to use sleep to alleviate the erosion of his consciousness caused by the spiritual imbalance.

But now it is different, with the addition of one terrifying evil ghost after another, as well as a large number of ordinary supernatural beings, and the launch of the new wine product, ordinary people can also help Lin Yuan share part of the white fog ghost domain, which greatly improves his autonomy and he no longer needs to stick to absolute time.

Just like now, the Peace Hotel is still safe, but he is not going to change the 6 o'clock rule. Just as usual, he gives everyone a buffer time, about half an hour.

At the same time, employees of the Peace Hotel who were away also returned one after another.

The first one to come back was Li Qingzhi. He came back with the rusty hatchet in his hand. It was obviously covered with rust, but it looked extremely sharp.

Zhou Deng, who was originally chatting with Lin Yuan, also subconsciously shrank his neck, "Brother Yuan, there seems to be blood on the hatchet in his hand, could it be..."

"Old Li is now in charge of making new wine, as well as the affairs of the breeding farm. It's normal to have some blood on the hatchet. Don't worry, it's not human blood." Lin Yuan comforted him.

Zhou Deng became quiet when he heard this.

Don't get me wrong, he was not scared by Lin Yuan's comfort, nor was he that timid. He was just translating what Lin Yuan said in his heart.

Well known.

The "store manager" was cut out by him and is a normal person with only ordinary people's cognition, so even though everyone speaks the same language, translation is still needed if you want to fully understand it.

Of course it is not a translation from Chinese to Chinese, but a translation from Mandarin to the scope of understanding of the paranormal circle.

Zhou Deng has some experience in this regard. After all, he is also a big dog owner in the Peace Hotel, so he is very experienced in translation:
Brother Yuan means that Li Qingzhi's knife only kills ghosts, and it is during working hours, which is from 6 am to 6 pm, so there is no need to worry about being hurt?
No, no!

Brother Yuan means that Li Qingzhi's knife only kills ghosts from 6am to 6pm. If it's beyond this time, then it may not be the case?

That was a close call. I almost misunderstood it. It could be fatal!
Zhou Deng thought he had translated the most perfect explanation, but he did not feel happy at all. He just wanted to get the clothes quickly and go back to his room to sleep.

Virtual games?

Wait a little longer. No one comes to play virtual games today. There are only a few drunkards resting in the room. It would be too boring for him to play games alone.

Of course, he is not afraid!
He is a great thief who can even steal supernatural attacks. What is there to be afraid of?

hum!

Li Qingzhi's footsteps were heavy. Just when Zhou Deng was preparing himself mentally, he had already walked to Zhou Deng's side. The heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on Zhou Deng's heart.

Although he knew that Li Qingzhi was just a ghost, Zhou Deng still quickly smiled and hid behind Lin Yuan.

"Ah!"

A light laugh sounded, which made Zhou Deng extremely angry.

Who actually dared to laugh at him, the wealthy owner of the Peace Hotel? He really didn't want to... Oh, it turned out to be Liu Qingqing, Little Sister Liu. It's okay then.

Li Qingzhi came back through the directional portal, so his speed was naturally the fastest.

Meng Xiaodong came later. She came back by taking the ghost bus, which also arrives at the Peace Hotel on time at six o'clock every day.

The vegetable basket she was carrying looked full of things. Even the rag doll with its eyeballs turned inside out was half exposed, and its eyeballs could be seen.

Just one glance made Zhou Deng feel an inexplicable evil, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying ghost.

Obviously, this rag doll was not a good thing. It would behave itself better in Meng Xiaodong's hands. Then, he saw the rag doll's eyes turn, and after seeing Lin Yuan, it quickly shrank back under the floral cloth.

Zhou Deng: "..."

"Grandma Meng, you're back?" Lin Yuan greeted with a smile.

Meng Xiaodong had a complicated look in her eyes. She really wanted Lin Yuan not to call her that. They were probably from the same era, and it was even possible that Lin Yuan was older than her.

But in the end she still said nothing.

Never mind, call it whatever you like.

After seeing Zhou Deng, she knew why Lin Yuan was waiting for her here tonight. After chatting for a few words, they went to the second floor together.

As the first person to stay on the second floor of the Peace Hotel for a long time, her room number was 2.

Perhaps because I have lived here for too long, the furnishings here are not much different from those in other rooms, but they are filled with a lot of daily necessities.

There were a lot of tailoring materials neatly placed near the window, and an old-fashioned foot-operated sewing machine was placed in the middle, with some pieces of cloth on top, which didn't look out of place.

But there was no air conditioning on or installed in the room, but there was an inexplicable feeling of coldness.

Zhou Deng shivered as he came in, but seeing that Lin Yuan and Meng Xiaodong didn't seem cold, he was too embarrassed to say anything for fear of being accused of being weak.

"Xiao Zhou, wait a moment, I want to talk to Granny Meng about something." Lin Yuan suddenly said.

Zhou Deng was confused, but he knew he had no choice, so he nodded and stood outside the door again.

Feeling his temperature recovering a lot, he exhaled heavily. When he turned his head, he saw Li Qingzhi holding a knife standing at the intersection of the corridor and stairs, staring at him.

Zhou Deng: "..."

In the room, Meng Xiaodong took out a navy blue gown. "This is the clothes I made for Xiao Zhou. The material used is also up to standard. It has a very good defensive effect. As long as it is not a blunt weapon, the damage is very limited. Sharp weapons basically cannot scratch it. Boss, do you want to try it out?"

Lin Yuan shook his head, "No, I believe you."

Meng Xiaodong is professional when it comes to making clothes.

In fact, Lin Yuan didn't know this before. After all, Meng Xiaodong's most famous work was the scapegoat. In order to take back the headless ghost from Yang Jian, but not wanting to ruin the reputation of the Peace Hotel and make people think that the Peace Hotel was a black shop, he found Meng Xiaodong.

But it was that time that made Lin Yuan discover Meng Xiaodong's ability in clothing making.

"Princess Meng, have you ever been on that ancient street in Taiping Ancient Town before?" Lin Yuan suddenly asked.

Ancient street?

It must be a ghost street!

Meng Xiaodong complained in her heart, but she also guessed that Lin Yuan might ask about this matter, so she was not too surprised. She nodded and said, "I used to stay there for a while. There is a clothing store there. I used to stay there for a while. Later, when I got older, I sold the clothing store and returned to Mingyue Community to retire."

At this point, she couldn't help but glance at Lin Yuan, her eyes seemed to be saying:
If it weren't for you, I would still be living in Mingyue Community.

Lin Yuan laughed and said, "Mingyue Community is good, but it is also an old community and has been demolished. Our place is better. Although it is just a hotel, we live together like a family. Granny Meng, just tell me, is that right?"

Meng Xiaodong was silent.

It's not a denial, but a tacit acknowledgement. However, she felt a little unwilling to admit it willingly.

The people in the Peace Hotel are indeed our own people. Not only people, but even ghosts are our own ghosts, because all ghosts will become pieces of the puzzle of the Peace Hotel. How can they not be our own ghosts?

people?
It hasn't become a puzzle yet, but it is a preparatory puzzle.

As someone who has lived from the Republic of China to the present and is a top-notch figure, perhaps when she first came to the Peace Hotel, she did not have a clear understanding of the situation at the Peace Hotel.

But if she still couldn't understand the Peace Hotel as it continued to recover, all her years of experience and terrifying strength would be wasted.

Despite this, she didn't take it too seriously.

People like them will dismember their own spiritual powers when they die to avoid causing the evil spirit to revive and bring too much or even unsolvable trouble to future generations.

Now living in the Peace Hotel, Lin Yuan did not forcibly take away their supernatural powers, nor did he use various means to make them die early. Instead, he made them show signs of regaining their youth.

Such as herself.

According to her own estimation, she should have reached the limit of her lifespan half a year ago and should have had to die, but she ended up living until now.

And based on her current physical condition, it would not be a problem for her to live another two or three years.

If I really continue to stay in this store, I estimate that this time and life span will be extended.

Let’s talk about Zhang Bohua who lives next door in Room 203.

This old guy studied Chinese medicine. He was better than her in health preservation and his life span was longer than hers, but he could only live a few months longer than her at most.

It's nothing like now. Not only does he practice medicine in the Peace Hotel, but his most caring apprentice Xiaoru has also become an employee of the Peace Hotel branch. His future is guaranteed, and he is living a very happy life.

Lin Yuan could do this, who would believe that he didn't treat them as family?

But no matter what, they cannot change their supernatural powers. After all, they have been reserved by Lin Yuan, and there are no other possibilities.

This made Meng Xiaodong feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Meng Xiaodong was in a relatively open-minded mood and did not fall into entanglement and hesitation because of this. "Boss, do you have any ideas about this dress? Let me tell you first, if this dress needs to be altered, it will take some time."

It is said to be clothes, but in fact it is just the magic of sewing.

Just like a surrogate doll, it was sewn by Meng Xiaodong using her special power. In the process, in order to achieve balance and make the spirit freeze while not losing balance in a short period of time, she has spent a lot of effort.

If you want to change it, you have to find new supernatural things...

There is nothing wrong with this. Whether it is the fish, shrimps and crabs in the Ghost Lake and the fish pond, or the animals and beasts in the Caesar Hotel and Caesar Farm, it is not difficult to find the right supernatural beings.

But it will definitely take a long time to complete the production.

Making changes in the middle is much more troublesome than starting from scratch.

"That's not necessary. It's already very good to be able to protect against sharp weapons. You can't use a long gown as a bulletproof vest, right?" Lin Yuan waved his hand.

When doing business, you have to be reasonable and not perfect.

However, Lin Yuan's eyes turned, "Since it is a piece of clothing with good defensive effects, then there is no logo or something?"

"Logo?" Meng Xiaodong was a little confused and didn't react for a while.

Lin Yuan explained: "It is a sign that allows people to see its maximum effect at a glance. Granny Meng, what do you think is the sign of the best defense?"

The sign of the best defense?

The animal with the highest defense?
Meng Xiaodong's eyes suddenly changed, "Boss, did Xiao Zhou... offend you?"

(End of this chapter)