"Or we can go directly to the last door." Li Ze said.
"Are you particular about opening the door?" Cyril frowned.
He took out his mobile phone and turned on the perpetual calendar... Damn it, for a foreigner, the calendar on his mobile phone turned out to be the perpetual calendar of China, and he actually checked today's taboos.
"Maybe." Li Ze looked embarrassed, "We usually don't open doors that look evil."
"Evil? What kind of door can be evil?" Cyril said, "If there was a black and white photo hanging on that door, I really wouldn't knock on it. But there is nothing on the ordinary door, and I am not a clairvoyant.
I can directly see what is inside the door, so I can only knock on the door with courage, unless someone told me before knocking that the house is a haunted house."
"Boss, why have you started talking nonsense?" Li Ze was a little surprised.
"It's called red when you are close to red and black when you are close to ink. As long as you are here for a day, I feel that my Chinese level will be stronger." Cyril said.
"Power and level don't seem to match up." Li Ze slightly picked something wrong.
"You mind me." Cyril chuckled, "Anyway, as long as you are here, I feel like there is a gramophone around me every day, constantly looping your bad words. I originally married Manman privately*
I am a teacher from my country who teaches me the culture, etiquette, customs, etc. of my country. But since I have become brothers with you, I will find that you are more useful than that teacher. Maybe I can learn from you and become a rich man."<
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"Loud rich man is a derogatory term, boss!" Li Ze held his mouth and almost laughed out loud.
"If I go to *country and buy a green card with a lot of money, will I be able to pass?" Cyril asked.
"Can't."
"What if I present the drawings of the results of the US military laboratory?"
"In that case, are you sure that you won't be wanted by the United States globally?" Li Ze was about to cry, "Your idea of entering the country of your mother-in-law is too forward-thinking. At the very least, you must find your senior sister first." p>
Cyril took out a photo sticker, kissed it and put it in his chest pocket: "Then let's go. Open the last door. If that door has Spring Festival couplets and the word "Fu" on it, I will kneel down and ask for it when I go in.
Lucky money, if there is a hot spring behind that door, I will blow it up with a grenade."
The images in front of him overlapped. Standing in the corridor, Li Zecai was surprised to find that the seven doors had the same structure. Even the unpolished original tree patterns on them were almost the same. If there were not clear numbers on each door, they would be really different.
It is not clear which door has been opened and which has not been opened.
Li Ze carefully opened the second door.
The plan was to open the seventh door directly, but out of curiosity, the plan changed temporarily and only opened the door and never went in.
To be honest, this was good, at least he got rid of some of the guilt of lying. At the same time, because he could only use one hand, as the attendant who opened the door, he also found a little sense of belonging.
But no one could believe their eyes.
The second door. The long coastline. The crescent-shaped island is surrounded by sea water. Palms, coconut trees, and some heat-loving vegetation cover the slightly raised surface. Beaches, shells, and well-prepared surfboards and parasols are all available.
.Swimwear shops, bar shops, fireworks shops, snack bars... You can literally build the entire city of London on this beach. It seems that someone has been there for a long time, and there are unused sunscreen oils in some messy places.
As well as the unfinished iced drinks, a penguin was cleaning them there.
What is this? You can also hire penguins as cleaners, which is too high-end.
The third door. A coffee shop filled with "sweetness". A coffee table inlaid with countless white pearls, a coffee cup made of silver, a gold tablecloth hanging with four-color gemstones, a beautifully carved sandalwood cigarette box, and nanmu wood.
A check-in counter was made, and more than a dozen crystal balls were used as chandeliers to enhance the atmosphere. Then there were Miss Rabbit, Miss Cat, Miss Fox, Miss Dog, Miss Bikini... wearing platinum crowns and wearing very short and tempting maid uniforms.
..Looks like a wax figure.
A team member accidentally misfired, and the bullet hit the dog lady among them. It did not break into pieces as expected, but instead turned into a pile of pollen, which was directly dispersed.
Fearing that something would go wrong, Li Ze hurriedly closed the door.
The fourth door. Contrary to the modern style of the previous three doors, just like in calligraphy and painting, this is actually an Indian palace.
The hot and humid air is so dull that one can't breathe, but the fragrant Indian spices linger in the room. On the table are colorful and exotic cakes, and behind the white cigarettes, the dancing king Shiva can be vaguely seen with three eyes and four hands.
The statue has a beautiful face with corners of its mouth raised, revealing a seductive and bewitching smile. The curtains from the top are covered with golden bells on each curtain rope. Outside the hall, it seems that the gold ornaments on the girl's dance skirt are flapping.
The sound is like a strange and charming dream.
At the fifth door, they came to the ancient * country.
The carvings on the mahogany window lattice should be patterns created by the royal engraving masters. Two huge blue and white porcelain vases are decorated on both sides of the window. Unfortunately, the owner used the blue and white porcelain vases as flower arrangements, which was a waste of natural resources.
, there are scrolls hanging on the wall, with fresh and beautiful landscape and ink paintings on them. And the bed with gauze curtains is covered with real silk quilts, as if they come from a distant water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with complex and lifelike pictures of flowers embroidered on them, as if
The flowers in the entire garden are displayed on it, and you can even smell the fragrance of the flowers with your nose.
In the center, there is a large square table carved from agarwood. A pot of scented tea has just been brewed on the table. It is held in a rather expensive purple clay pot. In the teacup prepared in advance, small petals are lying leisurely.
In hot water.
On one side there is the guqin, on the other side there are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, on the other side there are mountains, forests, water and stones, and on the other side there is embroidery.
They were indeed thirsty, but they did not dare to step in.
The sixth door. This is the palace hall of ancient Persia.
The floor is covered with gorgeous retro handmade carpets, warm red, bright blue, dazzling yellow, elegant purple, and deep black. The layers of translucent gauze curtains seem to create an intangible world.
At the other end of the dream, there is a Persian-style bed and cushions with simple patterns. Fresh fruits are dripping with water, and exquisite tobacco bottles decorate the room. Aged alcohol carries an indescribable sweet aroma.
And as drunk as a drunk, it is like a fairy tale from heaven, and like a story under the night pool.
It’s hard to imagine what will happen after entering these doors.
But thinking about what happened behind the first door, even if someone wanted to enter, Li Ze stopped him immediately.
"The last door, be prepared." Cyril reminded.
"Aren't we always ready?" Huck laughed, but put his finger on the trigger as promised.
The expression is cheerful, but the body has already become a zombie. If you say you are not afraid, you are just pretending. Facing unknown things, even if a general comes, you still have to tremble a few times.