After so many years, the mature woman thought, she actually made a mistake.
When she was checking people in in the afternoon, she noticed that the three people in this group were a little weird. She originally thought it was the rash flax-haired girl who had a little problem.
Unexpectedly, the person with the big problem was the young man with shocking words.
The black-haired young man was still wet with moisture. When he got closer, he realized that the rust smell had been covered up by the moisture.
There was no time to think about what the black-haired young man had gone through. The other party had already walked to the counter, knocked on the table and asked: "Can room service be provided now?"
The mature woman's eyes quickly glanced behind Bai Su, but she saw nothing.
"Yes, yes, which room do you want to clean?" Pretending to pick up the pen, the mature woman prepared to record it, "Are there any other special requirements?"
"407 and 419." When asked about the special request, Bai Su thought for a moment, "It'll be nice to return to normal."
The mature woman made two notes, and then was reminded that there was a corridor on the fourth floor.
She was very curious. If 407 was cleaned because of the hanged man, then was cleaning 419 because of...
The black-haired young man yawned and said, "They um... checked out?"
Checking out, this word in the minds of mature women is equivalent to a death sentence for the 419 supernatural.
Ah, isn't this speed a bit too fast? That young couple... ah no, she remembers being quite good at having a threesome?
The mature woman held the pen and glanced up and down at the black-haired young man.
She knew that 407 was a hanger. Yesterday at noon, when the sky was cloudy, a hanging rope floated to the front desk and she booked a room. She did business with both living and dead people. Why not sell a room twice?
Judging from the current results, the Hanged Ghost probably failed and was killed.
The next question is 419. The very subtle room number is loved by the supernatural beings in that room. In their words, they are suitable for one-night stands.
The mature women who talked about the dead people in the hotel during the day were also referring to the people from 419. The hanged people were just foreigners staying in the hotel.
That was before mature women took over the hotel. It was normal for accidents to happen in such an undeveloped town. At first, they were just a couple playing a killing game. Later, they met someone and fell in love with each other. We added another person and it became a threesome.
The killing game is to find suitable lone travelers, trick them into the room, kill them, kill them, and then dispose of the bodies.
What happened next? The mature woman thought for a while, and it seemed like something big had happened. She didn't know the details, and she was not the center of the incident.
Anyway, the result is that the trio was affected and died. Perhaps because they were guilty in life, they turned into evil ghosts after death, and continued the murderous game in this hotel.
After all, it is much easier for supernatural beings to make humans disappear than for ordinary people.
"By the way, what is a ghost?" Bai Su suddenly asked while watching someone write.
"Young ghost... little handsome boy, are you asking me?" The mature woman pointed at herself, "That's right...it seems like there is nothing to pretend about now?"
Two non-human beings gathered on the first floor of the hotel in the middle of the night.
Although the mature woman was a little strange about what kind of existence didn't know about ghosts, she still explained: "They are ghosts that were eaten by tigers and then used by tigers. But when you mention it here, handsome boy, you should be referring to the poor couple." A couple?"
"Oh, it's so pitiful. He was obviously killed, but he still has to be enslaved after death."
After saying that, the mature woman observed the black-haired young man again and found that the other man had no other reaction except lifting up the hem of his water-soaked clothes and twisting them, and then finding paper to wipe the water stains on his face.
That's right, after all, he was the guy who killed the 419 threesome. How could he have so much sympathy?
In order to satisfy her curiosity, the mature woman asked someone to do hygiene while asking: "How did the handsome guy do it?"
Hearing this, Bai Su calmly raised his eyes and glanced at the mature woman. The moment the latter was glimpsed, she immediately froze on the spot.
There is no luster in the dark eyes, and there is no wave in the ancient well. It is probably because he has been disturbed many times, and his mood is not very high. When he deliberately tries to bluff people, he feels very oppressive.
It wasn't until Bai Su looked away that the mature woman felt she could breathe again.
It's just the look in my eyes... I didn't feel it during the day.
The mature woman touched her throat, as if there was still a feeling of suffocation there.
There must be no human cleaning in the middle of the night. Furthermore, the chaotic scene on the fourth floor is not suitable for human cleaning.
The mature woman called her royal cleaner, and the gray-haired old man slowly walked from the corridor. Then he received the instructions and walked to the fourth floor with a smile on his face.
The mature woman thought that Bai Su would follow suit, but she didn't expect that the black-haired young man was still standing in front of the counter.
The mature woman smiled: "Is there anything else? Handsome guy."
Bai Su did have a question.
After being tortured like this at night, and what he saw in the morning, he knew that this hotel was doing unusual business.
So, how did Wang Muying book a room here?
"Huh? You're asking this..." The mature woman heard the question and smiled, "Ordinary people can't find my hotel. Little handsome guy, you'd better pay attention to your human friend. Is he too lucky? It’s low.”
Ah, if your luck is low... Bai Su thought about it for a moment, and he felt that the reason was probably him.
"Second question, are there no humans in charge here?"
This is the strangest thing about Bai Su. If he causes any trouble in the city, the police will come smelling it.
And here, this hotel, is clearly a playground for the supernatural.
The mature woman sneered this time, and her fingernails dyed red by impatiens grazed her cheeks: "Human beings have always been secretive. It's too late to patronize their big cities, so how can they have the energy to take care of a small place like ours."
"Besides, this is near Fuzhao Temple."
The mature woman showed a charming smile: "Who would think that supernatural beings would hide under the temple?"
It was her hotel that specially invited monks from Fuzhao Temple to perform rituals.
…
Bai Su went for a walk around the second and third floors.
The structure of the entire hotel was similar. The humans who stayed there were sleeping soundly and did not see the supernatural beings who brought extra meals to their doorsteps.
I'm not very hungry, after all, I ate a lot at night.
Bai Su rubbed his head and thought it was almost time, so he returned to the fourth floor.
The long blood stain outside the door on the fourth floor has been cleaned up, and a clean and tidy carpet has been laid there.
Looking far away, I can see that the door of 419 has also been repaired. Now the only open door in the entire corridor is 407 where he lives.
Bai Su walked over and leaned against the door, watching the gray-haired old man pack up all the blood-stained items and throw them aside.
Then, the bathtub was built.
