Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Mu turned off the phone again, restarted it for the second time, and the pop-up window still persisted: "You have successfully downloaded 'Ten Nights of Yin Mountain', do you want to install it?"

The "No" option has been paralyzed and turned gray, and there is no way to close the pop-up window by clicking on the blank space next to it. This pop-up window has seriously affected his game progress.

Isn't this a strong buy and strong sell?

Ding Mu almost went crazy, the key is that there are still files in the phone that cannot be deleted, otherwise he would have already reset the phone.

Yan Mingyue bumped into the wall many times, and saw that this person didn't mean anything to her in that way. As soon as her temper came up, she put on a blindfold and fell asleep by the window.

She slept soundly there, while Ding Mu was so annoying to death here.

God, isn't this playing with people?

He simply turned off the phone for the third time, and took out a book from his bag to read.

Thinking about spending less than half of the three-day journey in such a boring and boring environment, he felt powerless.The unknown environment, strange people, colleagues who can't speak a few words, everything is so irritating.

He put down his book, turned his head and looked out of the car, there were hardly any cars on the road—except for the time when he left the city, they were the only car on this road, and there were weeds on both sides of the road, and there were overlapping trees. The mountain at the place was shrouded in a mist, which looked gloomy and mysterious, which made him curious about the scenery on the mountain and the amorous feelings covered by the mist.

What kind of mountain is that, is the location very remote?He was a little puzzled.

There is also a temple on that mountain, which is said to be very effective.He thought about some information he found and some forums he saw, and he felt that the mountain that he didn't know what it was called had no other advantages except that it was full of idealism.

He didn't even know why he signed up at the time. He just remembered that after hearing the name of the mountain, he was crazily curious about the scene of the mountain. He agreed almost without waiting for what others said, without even thinking about it. So I decided to go on a blind date. Now that I think about it, I only regret it. Why don’t you stay at home with the air conditioner and play with your mobile phone for such a good holiday?

Thinking about it now, it was as if he had been haunted.

At the moment, he is rushing to an unknown mountain full of idealistic thoughts, spending two nights there, and then pretending to have a pleasant journey back, he still has to deal with the blind date next to him.

It hurts to think about it.

He remembered a sentence he had seen before: Is it painful?Being able to feel pain means that you are alive.

The sky gradually changed from bright to dark, and the car did not stop once.They havetily solved the problem of eating in the car. Everyone's faces were not very good-looking, but not many people complained, because the tour guide's service was very thoughtful, so thoughtful that it was almost impossible to pick out any mistakes. He was attentive but not humble, smiling Appropriate without fawning.

Yan Mingyue still had some hope, and tentatively complained to Ding Mu, but when she didn't receive the response she wanted, she put on the blindfold and went to sleep angrily.

Ding Mu felt that he had finally relaxed a lot. He was not used to chatting with girls since he was a child, and he didn't have the desire to talk to this girl, but she always posted things and said things, so he had no choice but to perfunctory I said a few words about the color of lipstick similar to the mouth getting angry.Finally, she was so angry that she went to sleep.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more at ease.

Perhaps it is due to his personality, communicating with others will always make him feel uncomfortable. Only when he is immersed in his own world will he get a little freedom. He always has a sense of unreality of being out of the world and becoming a bystander. Think about it It's quite a sophomore.

I don't know how long the car drove, they entered a tunnel, this tunnel was long and dark, people unconsciously felt a sense of loneliness brought by the darkness, when they finally got out of the tunnel, the sky outside had already turned dark, Ding Mu felt a little nervous. Strange: In his perception, they hadn't been driving for too long—perhaps, his perception was wrong.The car drove for a while before arriving at the hotel booked by the tour group. Even though they knew that this journey took less than half of the travel time, everyone felt relieved.

Especially Ding Mu.

The name of the hotel is Wanjia Lighting Hotel, but it is the grandfather of those five-star hotels, because it is very old, the walls are peeling off, and the lights are dim. The words "Wanjia Lighting Hotel" are half-lit. Liang, in the dark night, only the words "Wan Ding You Zhan" can be seen. After entering the hotel, the dilapidated decoration is even more unacceptable. The wallpaper on the wall is yellowed and wrinkled, and the room card cannot be removed. Even to open the door with a key, some locks are still exposed.

Everyone took the room keys tiredly, complained one after another, and entered the building under the repeated apologies of the tour guide.

The building is not called a "building". This building is the main body of the hotel. It is built in the shape of a "mouth" and has five floors. There is a small yard in front of the building. There can only be a few cars parked in the yard, and there is a cafeteria next to it. The house has only one floor, and it seems that they eat in it.

There was already an off-road vehicle and a truck parked inside, so their car could only be parked in the outer parking space.

The tour group arrives at the hotel at 07:30, eats in the cafeteria at [-]:[-], and makes arrangements for tomorrow after eating.

Ding Mu felt that the treatment was similar to what he used to get in Beijing, the only difference might be that one was at his own expense and the other was at public expense.

He held the key, pulled the suitcase, and went straight to 0106. With that posture, he avoided all the people who wanted to strike up a conversation.

As soon as he opened the door, he realized that he was naive - how is this treatment the same as when he went to Beijing?Obviously worse than when he went to Beijing!

0106, in the middle of this row of rooms, not far from the stairs, when the door was opened, the ash on the door was shaken off, making him cough for a long time, and finally turned on the light, which surprised him—— If all the rooms in this hotel are like this, then this hotel can intuitively show him what a "hundred-year-old store" is.

The house is about ten square meters, with one bedroom and one bathroom. A bed, a table, and a small TV cabinet are enough to fit the body. The space utilization rate is exemplary.

The TV is an old-fashioned TV with a big butt, not as big as a TV cabinet, and it looks like it’s not even as big as his suitcase.

The color of the wall is yellowish and green, and its artistry is far lower than the impact it brings to people. It is obviously a moldy wall, and there are still alkali stains on the wall, one yellow and one white, good guy, or striped.

This stripe extends directly to the door, and is blocked by a piece of yellowed and crumpled paper at the switch, which reads: "Reminder: Save water, save electricity."

It's so warm, it almost makes people want to cry.

This is the second time he regrets signing up.

After visiting around, when he went out, he found that his acquaintance lived next door, named Zhang Haifeng.

The relationship he left at the beginning, the master he recognized.

"Zhang Gong, do you live here?" Ding Mu asked politely.

"Ah, yes." Zhang Haifeng smiled at him.