"I feel your uncle."
I slapped Ma Youyi to the ground.
People practice this kind of spiritual power in order to better deal with those evil ghosts. It would be better for him to let them go to women.
I really want to look at his 38-year-old face and slap the bottom of my 40-year-old shoe.
"Master, I'm just asking casually. I haven't thought about actually feeling what a woman's clothes look like under her clothes."
Ma Yiyi touched his forehead and said with an aggrieved look.
"piss off."
I cursed, "You'd better stop learning. If you get enlightened, who knows what nasty things you can do."
"This... I'm just curious, right?"
Ma Yi said with a speechless expression.
"You should put your curiosity into Feng Shui mysticism and learn more. Stop thinking about women every day. If you really don't want to learn, go back to Feng Shui Ridge."
I glared at him and said angrily.
"Shall I learn? I have almost learned all the Feng Shui knowledge you copied for me before."
Ma Yi said quickly.
"Then I'll copy some more for you later."
I said, lit a cigarette, leaned back, and leaned on the back of the sofa.
Whether he learns it or not is his own business, and I don’t need to delve into it, as long as I teach him.
I looked out the window with a cigarette in my mouth and found that it was already dawn. I didn't know if Jiang Yuting was awake?
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.
Ma Yi quickly went to open the door.
Chen Ling stood outside the door and glanced at me, then whispered: "Yu Ting is awake."
When I heard this, I quickly put out my cigarette, and then followed Chen Ling to take a look.
Jiang Yuting did wake up now, but she still looked a little weak and her face was very pale, as if she had a serious illness.
As soon as I sat on the edge of the bed, Jiang Yuting started crying and looked very aggrieved.
"What...what happened?"
I looked at her inexplicably.
"I had a nightmare."
Jiang Yuting said while wiping away tears.
"It's just a nightmare, why are you crying?"
I looked at her with some confusion.
I have seen nightmares that scare people into crying, but this is the first time I can still cry when I think about it after waking up.
"I dreamed that a man molested me, and... and he was very perverted and wanted to abuse me."
Jiang Yuting held her mouth and said with tears in her eyes.
As soon as I heard this, I frowned.
Because I suddenly realized that what she was talking about might not be a dream, but the experience she had in room 1680.
When we entered, Jiang Yuting was struggling hard and squeezing her neck with both hands.
In this case, he must have been entangled by something like that.
Maybe for Jiang Yuting, she did experience everything in her dream, but in fact, she was bullied by that kind of thing.
According to this situation, there might be a pervert in the room at 1680.
"Then have you been possessed by that man?"
Thinking of this, I quickly asked Jiang Yuting, don't let that pervert defile her or anything.
"No, later I dreamed that you came and scared him away."
Jiang Yuting said and looked at me pitifully, "Fortunately you are here, otherwise...otherwise I might have been bullied by him."
"It's just a dream, it's okay."
I quickly glanced at Chen Ling and said slightly embarrassed, fearing that she might have misunderstood something.
"It seems that the little girl was killed by that thing, so she wanted Tang Heming to tell the truth."
Chen Ling said thoughtfully.
I nodded.
From this point of view, it is very likely that the hotel concealed the murder of the little girl.
But can such a thing be concealed? After all, the death of a person is a big deal. Human life is at stake. Even if someone is killed by something like this and the person dies in a hotel, at least they have to call the police, right?
There's really no way to draw a conclusion on this matter yet, because we don't know what's going on?
It seemed that he still had to find a way to get Tang Heming to speak.
It was already morning now. Ma Boyi and I went downstairs to buy some breakfast. When we came back, we originally wanted to talk to Tang Heming, but after asking the front desk, we found out that Tang Heming had been talking since he went upstairs last night. If I don’t come down, I can’t be contacted.
I thought about how many hours had passed and no one came down. Could something have happened?
Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the stairwell with Ma Yiyi to take a look, and finally found Tang Heming on the stairs of the fifteenth floor.
He was now dirty and looked as if he had rolled on the ground, and his mind seemed to be a little abnormal. Everyone who saw me playing with the horse looked frightened and cowered in confusion. No one dared to look at us from the corner of the stairs.
And he kept muttering something in a low voice, as if mumbling to himself.
"Ghost... there is a ghost..."
I leaned closer and listened, and then I heard that he kept repeating this sentence.
It seems that this guy was really entangled by that little girl. I wonder what he experienced in this stairwell last night? Did you directly scare people like this?
"Don't you believe in this kind of thing?"
I lit a cigarette and looked at Tang Heming expressionlessly.
"I...I believe it, I really saw it."
As Tang Heming spoke, he hugged his knees tightly and put his head between his legs. A big man actually broke down and cried.
"So, have you ever met that little girl?"
I squatted down, looked at Tang Heming and asked.
He raised his head and looked at me, nodded first, and then shook his head subconsciously, looking at a loss.
"You'd better think carefully before you answer me. That little girl is already entangled with you. As long as you don't die, she won't let you go. Only I can save you now."
I said calmly.
"You...who are you?"
Tang Heming looked at me with a puzzled face.
Maybe in his subconscious, he doesn't believe in the so-called Feng Shui masters. After all, he doesn't believe in ghosts, so how can he believe in people like us? I’m afraid I just think that people in our industry are all charlatans, right?
"My master is a Feng Shui master in Huilong Town. He is knowledgeable about astronomy and geography. He travels in the realms of Yin and Yang. He specializes in helping people exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, eliminate disasters and solve problems. He is known as Feng Shui Master Li Shiyi."
Ma Game was dancing and bragging on the side.
"Get lost."
I glared at him. His words sounded like a charlatan to me.
"My name is Li Shiyi. I am a Feng Shui master. I usually help people look at graves and dig holes, preside over funeral ceremonies, and occasionally deal with such unclean things."
I looked at Tang Heming who was confused, patted his shoulder and said.
