The air conditioner was not turned on, which made my heart tremble. There was only one reason why the air temperature could drop rapidly.
Manager Huang kicked me in the butt: "Close it! What are you looking at?"
"This, this isn't open either."
He leaned his head over and took a closer look: "Huh? Something evil!"
Before it was resolved here, the curses in the corridor exploded again.
"Who the hell is in charge?"
Manager Huang cursed silently. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it should be the classic three-character Chinese curse.
Turning around, he walked out again with a smiling face.
There was something wrong with the air conditioner, and there was nothing I could do except nod and bend with a smile.
Manager Huang continued to smile with the guests in the corridor. When I listened carefully, it seemed that there was some issue with cigarettes.
"Whoosh!"
A pack of cigarettes was thrown straight towards me like a bomb.
I raised my hand to take it, and it felt a little sticky.
Manager Huang waved his hand towards me: "Come on, come on."
The guest pointed at the cigarette in my hand with a look of displeasure on his face: "Try it for yourself, what does it taste like?"
Manager Huang looked at me: "You smoke."
Good guy, this puff of cigarette almost made me choke to death.
I grinned and looked at the cigarette in my hand: "Is it damp?"
In desperation, we can only waive the order and pay compensation.
The guests at these two tables were not alone. In one night, at least a dozen orders were waived.
Manager Huang looked at the bill and slapped his head anxiously.
At this moment, a faint cracking sound suddenly sounded.
I looked back and saw that the statue of Guan Gong was cracked!
I just broke the tip of the knife at night, and now the idol is cracked.
"What sound?"
The moment Manager Huang looked up, the gold paint on the statue of Guan Gong fell off, fell into pieces, and collapsed into a ball of soil.
The Guandao in Erye's hand fell to the ground in a cloud of dust.
Suddenly there was a wind outside the window, and the red lantern hanging under the plaque was swaying in the wind.
The wooden door creaked, as if something was about to rush in.
Although Manager Huang looks tall and thick, his face is pale with fear now.
"Wow"
The four doors opened at the same time, a layer of mist rose in the dark night, and the red lanterns became increasingly blurry at night.
But the door was empty, there was nothing.
Manager Huang lay on the counter and asked tremblingly: "What is it?"
I stared at the door tightly, not daring to make any move.
The wind and the moon are getting louder, but the rightful owner can never be seen.
"I'll go check at the door."
I left a few words and walked out cautiously.
I stepped out of the threshold with my first foot, and I didn’t know whether to step out with my second foot.
Under the lantern in front of the door, there were several layers of imps standing.
That’s right, it’s layers!
They were like stacks of arhats, one riding on top of the other, and the ghost on top happened to be riding on the lantern.
However, when I looked carefully, I felt even more chilled.
This is not a ghost!
Instead, there are heads, heads of different sizes piled together, with faces either crying or smiling.
"Clang clang clang!"
Suddenly there was a sound of gongs at the end of the street corner, and the sound was getting closer and closer!
The voice slowly approached me, and I followed it. A man wearing sunglasses and a black suit was looking at me with a smile on his face.
Isn't this the strange man in the private room?
The clanging gong sound became more and more rapid, like thousands of troops galloping forward.
The ghost made of human heads suddenly rose into the sky, floating in the air like a kite, lingering around the Yueming Tower.
In the dark night, under the red light, kites made of human heads shuttled through the gray mist.
I picked up the magic formula with both hands and chanted the mantra urgently.
"The first is to break the path of the plague, the second is to break the gate of the earthly plague, the third is to break the way for humans, and the fourth is to break the door for ghosts."
…
Once the mantra comes, great power will arise.
I took the Tiangang Steps with my feet and wrote a huge Bagua array in front of the door.
He raised his sword and pointed it straight at the south and north: "I invite you, the King of Luster!"
"Buzz buzz..."
I just felt like there was a big drum in my head, which made my ears ring.
I stamped my foot, stepping on the anode of the Bagua, causing waves of dust to rise: "God is here!"
For a moment, I felt my knees weaken and I almost knelt down.
