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Chapter 498 Check-in 3

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The corridor was quiet, save for the soft glow of the lights embedded in the ceiling. The little deer walked along the soft carpet until she reached the end of the corridor, where she saw the door.

It's not a door.

It's that iron box.

The little deer stood in front of the elevator, staring at the two tightly closed metal doors. Her deer ears twitched and then tucked back. She remembered that when she came up, the metal box had moved and transported her to another place.

She reached out and, imitating Fatty Li, pressed the raised button.

"bite--"

The fawn jumped back in fright, its ears pressed tightly against its head.

The door opened.

It was empty inside, with the lights on, just like when I came up.

The little deer swallowed hard and cautiously stepped inside. She stood there for a while, and then the door slowly closed.

Then she froze.

Button.

That fat Taoist priest just pressed a button. Which one did he press?

The little deer stared at the row of numbers, its ears twitching anxiously. The second floor is 2, the third floor should be… 3?

She reached out and poked the "3".

The button is lit.

With a hum, the metal box began to rise.

The fawn clenched her fists, her ears straining to catch every sound. She could feel herself climbing upwards, just like before. Quickly, steadily, much faster than climbing a tree.

"bite--"

The door opened.

The little deer cautiously peeked out and stood in the third-floor corridor. The corridor was similar to the second-floor one, but quieter, and the carpet was softer. She walked on it without making a sound.

She walked down the corridor, looking for the so-called "presidential suite." Fatty Li said she was in 305, and Miss Wei was in 307, which were next to each other.

She counted the numbers on the doors: 301, 302, 303...

She suddenly stopped when she reached the entrance of room 307.

The door in front opened.

A white figure walked out from inside and bumped right into her.

The fawn raised its head.

Wei Yiran lowered her head.

Their eyes met in the quiet corridor.

The little deer stared blankly at the person in front of it.

good looking.

This was the first word that popped into Xiao Lu's mind.

She is prettier than the wildflowers in the mountains, prettier than the clouds in the sky, and prettier than the fairies in those picture books.

But for some reason, looking at that face, a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside her.

It wasn't fear, it wasn't nervousness, and it wasn't the kind of amazement one feels when seeing a good-looking person.

It's something that's hard to explain or describe.

It's like... like I've seen it somewhere before.

But she had never seen anyone like this before. She had only lived for twenty-three years, never left those mountains and forests, and had never seen anyone so beautiful.

Wei Yiran was also looking at her.

This face.

These eyes.

And the spirit in his eyes and brows.

The image of that fat Li calling out "Third Martial Uncle" suddenly reappeared in her mind.

I am the second senior brother, and she is the third senior brother...

Do I and this little monster really look a lot like these two immortal venerables from the Cloud Hidden Sect?

"you……"

The little deer opened its mouth, as if to say something, but found that it didn't know what to say.

Wei Yiran was also standing there, looking at her.

Neither of them moved.

The corridor was quiet, with only the faint hum of the wall lamps.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Yiran spoke first.

"Are you a little deer?"

The fawn nodded, its ears twitching as it said, "Yes. I am a fawn."

"I am Wei Yiran."

The little deer blinked, then blinked again, and suddenly grinned.

That smile was silly and innocent, revealing those two signature little tiger teeth.

"I know!" she said. "The fat Taoist priest calls you Miss Wei! He said you live in 307, right next to mine!"

"Yes, it's right next to yours."

The little deer scratched her head, and her deer ears twitched again. Suddenly remembering something, she pointed to her room and asked, "That...that presidential suite, what's it like? I haven't been inside yet."

Wei Yiran slightly turned her body to make way for the half-open door behind her.

"Would you like to come in and take a look?"

The little deer paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

She walked towards the door, took two steps and then stopped, turned back to look at Wei Yiran, tucked her deer ears back and gave an embarrassed smile.

"Um... will this bother you?"

Wei Yiran shook her head: "No."

Only then did Xiaolu feel relieved enough to walk over, push open the door, and go inside.

Then she froze.

This room is much bigger than the one on the second floor.

A huge bed sits in the center, its sheets pristine white, the pillows fluffy like clouds. Floor-to-ceiling windows cover an entire wall, revealing dark mountain shadows and a few faint lights. The bathroom door is ajar, revealing not the white bathtub downstairs, but a private hot spring.

"This...this...this..." Her tongue got tied again, and she couldn't utter a complete word for a long time. "Is this a place for people to live in?"

Wei Yiran looked at her shocked expression, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

"It's for people to live in," she said. "Come in."

The little deer cautiously stepped inside, her feet sinking into the soft carpet, feeling as if she were walking on clouds. She looked down and rubbed her toes against the carpet; the down was unbelievably soft.

"Why is there so much wool growing on the ground?" she muttered to herself. "How many sheep would I have to weave to produce this much wool..."

"Why is there so much wool growing on the ground?" she muttered to herself. "How many sheep would I have to weave to produce this much wool..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

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Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

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Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yiran's smile widened even further.

Six months ago, when she first checked into this place, she was in no better condition than Xiao Lu.

Little Deer walked to the big bed and poked the mattress with her finger. The mattress sank in softly and bounced back, startling her so much that she jumped back.

"It bites?" she asked warily.

"No," Wei Yiran said. "It's just too soft; you might not be used to it the first time you sleep on it."

The little deer was relieved and pressed it again, this time for a longer time. The soft touch reminded her of the moss in the mountains, the softened quills of the old hedgehog, and the feeling of sleeping in her mother's arms when she was a child.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Wei Yiran saw it, but didn't ask. She simply walked to the French windows and pushed open the glass door.

"There's a balcony outside. You can see the mountains from there."

The little deer quickly ran over and stood on the balcony looking out.

In the darkness of night, Yunyin Mountain lay quietly in the distance, its silhouette hazy, with faint lights flickering on its summit. At its foot, the village was also dotted with lights, more numerous than the fireflies in the mountains.

The little deer leaned against the railing, her ears swaying gently in the night breeze. Gazing at the lights, she suddenly asked, "Miss Wei, why do you think those immortals are so kind to us?"

Wei Yiran stood beside her, silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "But they are different from the immortals I met in Tianjing."

Xiao Lu turned to look at her: "You're from Tianjing?"

Wei Yiran nodded.

"What's Tianjing like?" Little Deer's eyes lit up. "Is it bigger than here? Are the houses taller than here?"

Wei Yiran thought for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Tianjing is very big, and the buildings are very tall. But the people there... no, the immortals there, wouldn't invite little demons to dinner, nor would they arrange such nice accommodations for them."

The fawn tilted its head, its ears twitching: "What are they doing?"

Wei Yiran looked at Xiao Lu as if she were an idiot. "Have you forgotten the Black Bear Spirit and the others? They came from the Immortal Alliance to capture you and take you back to refine pills and weapons. So what do you think they're doing here?"

The little deer chuckled, not minding at all. She leaned against the railing, her fluffy deer ears trembling slightly in the wind.

"So it's a blessing for us little demons to meet these kind immortals."