Diary of the life of a working wizard

"You must be Mr. Xia Yunjie. I am Monica, the owner of this hotel. I am very happy that you can choose my hotel." Monica took the initiative and extended her hand to Xia Yunjie enthusiastically.

"Hello Monica, nice to meet you and happy to stay in your hotel." Xia Yunjie smiled and shook hands with Monica. Compared to her waist and fat butt, Monica's hands were slimmer and softer than expected, and her skin was much more delicate than that of most Italian women.

After the two greeted each other, Xia Yunjie followed Monica to the front desk of the hotel. He said that the front desk was actually just a desk in the corner of the partition wall, a small space. But it's strange that Monica can make such a small space very warm and emotional. Soft tones, beautiful vases, and exquisite small murals make everything look very harmonious, and the space does not feel cramped at all.

Accommodation requires passport registration, Xia Yunjie gave Monica her passport. When Monica saw that it was a Hong Kong passport, she exclaimed in surprise: "Five years ago, I went to Hong Kong, which is a very beautiful place. I also went to mainland China, and it was a wonderful experience that I will never forget. "

"Really?" As a Chinese, Xia Yunjie was still very happy that such a beautiful foreign landlady could praise his country. Hearing this, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Then where have you been to mainland China? In fact, I have always They all live in mainland China, and my hometown is also in mainland China. A Hong Kong passport just makes it easier for me to travel."

"I have been to many places. Your capital, Yanjing, is an older and larger city than our Rome. I saw the palace where your emperor lived, and climbed the world-famous Great Wall. I have also been West Lake in Hangzhou is such a beautiful place, with green mountains and green waters, and the girls’ skin is all hydrated. My God, I can’t help but be jealous when I think of this. Look at my skin, it’s already starting to age. "As she spoke, Monica touched her face, and even habitually touched her neck down to the two plump lumps on her chest that were half exposed in the air. But Monica soon realized that she was talking to a man now, her pretty face blushed slightly, and she hurriedly took her hands away from the pair of half-exposed white and plump breasts.

Although Monica reacted quickly, since the two of them were so close, her actions still made Xia Yunjie's blood flow a little faster, but on the surface, Xia Yunjie still pretended that nothing happened and said with a smile: "Why do I feel that Your skin looks like a girl’s?”

“Mr. He glanced.

While joking, Monica completed the registration and specifically reminded: "We will charge an additional city tax of four euros per person per night. This is not included in the room rate and needs to be paid in cash."

Xia Yunjie didn't have to pay for a house in Rome before. This was the first time he learned that there was a city tax. He couldn't help but secretly sigh. He had traveled thousands of miles and read thousands of books. Many things really need to be experienced before he can know them.

"No problem, I'll pay in cash." Xia Yunjie smiled.

"If that's the case, I'll give you a three percent discount." Monica smiled.

While talking, Monica took two long copper keys, one for the downstairs door and one for Xia Yunjie's room, and then took Xia Yunjie to see his room.

Xia Yunjie's room is on the third floor. There is a door on the third floor. Through the door, there is the same public corridor, living room, kitchen and three separated rooms as on the second floor.

"We only provide breakfast here. I will prepare breakfast here around 7:30 every morning. If you need any breakfast, just tell me and I will send it to your room after it is done." Monica pointed out as she passed the kitchen door. He pointed to the kitchen and said.

"Just prepare me your standard breakfast here." Xia Yunjie said with a smile.

"." Monica smiled and nodded, then took the key and opened the room.

The room is larger than the ordinary standard rooms in domestic hotels and is very clean. The cabinets, chandeliers and paintings inside are obviously carefully selected. They look very quaint when placed in the room. There are also flowers in the bathroom. Everything All very warm.

The window of the room is facing the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore, overlooking the entire square, which is very convenient for people traveling to Florence.

"I'll be on the first floor during the day. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time." After giving a general introduction to the room, Monica left. Of course, the first floor Monica mentioned is actually the Chinese second floor.

After Monica left, Xia Yunjie sat cross-legged on the bed, his consciousness reaching out to every corner of the city like countless tentacles, but found nothing. Seeing that nothing unusual was found, Xia Yunjie did not get up immediately, but continued to sit cross-legged on the bed. There was a simple turtle shell in his hand, and he gently rubbed it with his fingers, and a sleepy sound came from the turtle shell.

After a long time, Xia Yunjie sighed and slowly opened his eyes.

Mao Zhan's whereabouts are still very vague. Fortunately, Xia Yunjie deduced that only Mao Zhan's bloodline descendants should be in trouble this time, and the others should be fine. However, if Xia Yunjie uses other forces, such as the Li family's troops and Mario's troops to help, the situation will become very complicated and serious. Because Mao Zhan's mind has gradually awakened, once he senses that someone is following him or tracing his blood descendants, with his evil magic, it can be said that it is effortless to kill all the members of the Li family and the Ferro family. This is why Xia Yunjie has insisted on traveling alone since arriving in Italy.

With his calculation skills, as long as Mao Zhan didn't cultivate into Fei Zong, he would not be able to escape his pursuit, but he couldn't rush until the secret came to light.

After opening his eyes and getting out of bed, it was just past noon. With nothing to do, Xia Yunjie went downstairs and bought a ticket to enter the Baihua Cathedral and climbed up to the dome. Standing on the dome, he could have a panoramic view of the entire city of Florence.

There are many oriental faces visiting Florence, and from time to time you can hear someone talking in Chinese, which makes people inadvertently think that they have returned to China.

After visiting the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore and its surroundings, Xia Yunjie walked alone through the streets of Florence. Compared to the majesty, bustle and chaos of Rome, Xia Yunjie prefers the leisurely quietness of Florence. It is a very leisurely time to sit by the glass window facing the street or at the table under the umbrella outside, drink a cup of coffee or a cold drink, and watch the tourists of all colors walking on the street.

Of course, while playing, Xia Yunjie never forgets to explore and deduce wherever he goes. After strolling around until sunset and having dinner, Xia Yunjie returned to the hotel.

After taking a shower and resting his head on his hands, Xia Yunjie thought of everything that had happened in the past year. From graduating in 2033 to finding a job, to having a relationship with Shao Lihong and Zhu Xiaoyan, and now going abroad alone, Xia Yunjie felt that his life had changed. It was too fast, so fast that he felt a little unreal, so fast that he could no longer return to his original life of squeezing in and out of the talent market.

The plan really couldn't keep up with the changes. Maybe this was the dark night of life. Xia Yunjie looked at the ceiling with murals and sighed alone.

When Xia Yunjie was lamenting alone in the dark night, in a private beach villa in Palermo, the mysterious capital of Sicily, the birthplace of the Mafia, a middle-aged man with a slicked back hair was leaning on a chair with his legs crossed. , holding a Cuban cigar in his mouth, looking at the two men in front of him with a playful look.

Of those two men, one of them was fat, Mario, the godfather of the Ferro family, and the other was about 1.9 meters tall, with a well-maintained figure, blond hair, and looked very aristocratic. middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man who looked very aristocratic was pointing a gun at Mario's head.

"Oh, little Roberto, what are you still hesitating about? If you kill Mario, we will become partners, and we can share the Ferro family's industry equally, and with my support, you can also inherit your father's 11 people The position of the godfather of the committee. Of course you can also refuse my kindness, but I don’t want you to make such a stupid choice.” The man holding a Cuban cigar puffed out a smoke ring and squinted his eyes.

When he spoke, the four men standing behind him slightly gestured with their gun-holding hands to the man known as Roberto Jr., the son of the former godfather of the Italian Mafia, with a fierce and bloody look in their eyes.

A helpless smile appeared at the corner of Roberto's mouth, and his hand slowly turned the button.

"I'm sorry, Mario, I didn't have a choice," Roberto said.

"If you use the gun, you and the Corleone family will always be under Jim's control for the rest of your life." Mario said forcefully and calmly, but secretly prayed in his heart that the talisman Xia Yunjie gave him could protect him.

"But if I don't use the gun, I will die now. Can't you see that Jim the Deceptive has already reached this point? We can only blame us for trusting him too much." After Roberto finished speaking, he suddenly Gritting his teeth, he finally pulled the button.