Chapter 270 The woman who calls herself my mother

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After Feng Chunyu finished speaking, he took out a card from his butt pocket, put it into my hand, and suddenly put it against my ear and said softly: "Mr. Xiao told me, let me tell you, do what you can. Don’t force it if things get tough, safety first.”

A scent of fragrance spread into my nose, and the old goblin gently touched my elbow with his chest as if on purpose, winked at me, and then opened the door and walked out.

After closing the door.

The old man stood up and said with a smile: "Young man, come here and drink some water first. Don't be in a hurry to go upstairs."

The old man's kind attitude made me feel better. I walked over with a smile, just when I was about to sit on the sofa.

The strong man suddenly stared at me and said: "You kid, I advise you to quit early. Who asked you to come? Can you solve such a big thing? Don't hold us back, you..."

"Shut up first!" the old man said with a blush on his face: "Do you think the owner and shareholders of this hotel are fools? Can you find an incompetent kid to come over? I believe in the young man's ability."

"Huh!" The strong man glared at me and said nothing.

The old man looked at me again and smiled and said: "Sit down, young man. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Cao Mo and I am from the south."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the strong man.

The strong man looked at me with disdain and said lightly: "Serious."

I was stunned when I heard this, thinking that his name is quite serious, but he is not serious at all, he is too arrogant.

At this time, the woman took the initiative to introduce, "My name is Yang Jinghong."

Her name gives people a unique feeling, her voice is slightly hoarse, and her neutral attire makes her look more individual. This is the first time I have seen such a special woman.

Then the three of them looked at me,

I quickly smiled and said: "Ah, my name is Chen Ba'an, you can just call me Xiao An. I wonder how the discussion among the few just went? What are the countermeasures to deal with the sneaky people upstairs?"

After he finished speaking, Zheng Yan unexpectedly took out two one-meter-long mountain axes from a big red pocket beside him.

The two axes are all dark yellow. Judging from the fluctuations they emit, they must be treasures. The material is wood, most likely peach wood.

But it should have been blessed by an expert's magic power, otherwise it would not be possible to emit such a strong aura.

Buzz buzz.

Seriously, he stood up and shocked the dancing tigers of the father and son, and shouted: "Damn it, what other countermeasures are needed to deal with these lonely ghosts? I'll just go up and chop them all to death."

Seeing this, the old man shook his head helplessly, then looked at me and said: "My friend, the haunted floors above are the thirty-third to thirty-sixth floors respectively. The plan we just discussed is that each person is responsible for investigating the cause of the haunting on one floor. I am in charge of the thirty-fourth floor, Serious is in charge of the thirty-third and fourth floors, and Yang Jinghong is in charge of the thirty-fifth floor."

"That's right." At this time, Yang Jinghong looked at me and said: "It happens that no one is in charge of the thirty-sixth floor. You just happened to be in charge of the thirty-sixth floor. You have no objection."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at her twice. Although her voice was hoarse, it sounded very pleasant. This kind of magnetic hoarseness had an indescribable allure.

"Of course, I have no objection." I nodded.

"Yes." Yang Jinghong took out his cell phone again and said, "Tell us your cell phone number and contact us at any time, so that we can be taken care of in case of an accident."

"Okay." I directly told everyone the number.

Yang Jinghong and Cao Mo both wrote it down and called them.

Serious showed a very disdainful expression, frowned and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, let's stop inking and go up now. My big ax is already hungry and thirsty."

Yang Jinghong also stood up at this time and said: "Let's go up, let's go up according to our own abilities, but everyone must be careful when they are responsible for one floor."

"The ink is really dead!" He shouted solemnly, holding the ax and walking out the door.

Cao Mo sighed helplessly, picked up the black cloth bag next to him and followed.

Yang Jinghong carried her tools in a neutral shoulder bag of unknown brand, and it didn't seem to contain much. She took one look at me and followed me.

I followed closely behind.

As soon as he walked out of the private room, Feng Chunyu's voice came from the left side of the corridor, "Masters, come this way, the elevator is over here."

After we walked over.

Feng Chunyu led the way to a place on the right, looked at us and said: "Masters, it is quite safe during the day. Yes, you can investigate the cause of the haunting, but you must pay attention at night. After ten o'clock every night, there will be If someone is sneaking around, you must be careful."

"Hmph, no matter who gets hit by my axe, he will definitely die. I have been in the world for so many years, and there is nothing I can't solve." A serious and loud voice echoed in the empty hall.

Feng Chunyu frowned and said nothing. Along the way he led us to the elevator, there was not a single customer in sight, as if the hotel was frequently closed down.

After the elevator door opened, Feng Chunyu looked at us and said, "Masters, I won't go up. I wish you victory."

"Hmph!" Zheng Zheng walked in first. After we entered, we saw his thick fingers like a rolling pin hitting the buttons on the 33rd floor, and there was a bang.

Yang Jinghong frowned, stretched out her slender jade fingers and pressed all the buttons on the haunted floor.

While the elevator was going up, I took a closer look at the cultivation levels of the three of them, and I couldn't even see through them. It seemed like they were all stronger than me.

"Hey." At this time, Yang Jinghong looked at me and said, "I can't feel the fluctuations in your cultivation. What state are you in?"

"Haha, I guess my little friend is a treasure with a hidden aura, and I can't see through it." Cao Mo looked at me and said with a smile.

He didn't even look at me seriously, and looked at the floor numbers displayed above irritably.

I looked at Yang Jinghong and said, "I have a name, not Hey. As for my cultivation level, I can't reveal it."

"Hmph!" Yang Jinghong snorted softly and said, "Even if you don't tell me, I can still make a guess. You are so young and your level is definitely not as high as mine. You seem to be a talented person. Where do you come from? ?”

I looked at her in surprise. I felt that she talked a bit too much, and she was really a bit pretentious. Although she didn't see clearly that I was a Taoist priest, I was surprised to see that I was a Taoist priest.

I was a little wary of her in my heart, but on the surface I said calmly: "You can see that I'm a prostitute. What kind of disciple is there? I'm just a wandering cultivator."

"That's not necessarily true. Chumaxian also has a powerful organization that creates gangs." After Yang Jinghong said that, he started to look at me up and down, his eyes were very naked, as if he wanted to see through everything about me.

While I was surprised that Chumaxian was organized, I also became more wary of her. After all, I was attacked by a mysterious and powerful old man last night, so I should be cautious with any strangers.

I quietly took a step back and put some distance between myself and Yang Jinghong.

Unexpectedly, my behavior of avoiding her seemed to arouse her strong interest in me.

Yang Jinghong leaned on the elevator with her chest folded, tilted her head and looked at me and said, "What, boy, are you afraid of me? Or are you afraid of the ghosts above?"

I remained silent. My first impression of her when I saw her downstairs was that she was a cold and cold person. Now my impression of her has changed, and...why do you talk to me so much?

"Hey, I'm talking to you, kid." After Yang Jinghong finished speaking, he added: "If you get scared at night and wet your pants, call me and I will protect you."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jinghong tilted her head and looked at me with raised brows, and the corners of her mouth curved.

She looks quite evil, like Huang Quan, one of the Four Heavenly Kings in the movie King of Power, but this person is even more charming than Huang Quan, with an indescribable eccentric charm.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

I was more alert and felt that she was teasing me. I was so nervous that I quickly took a step back, but bumped into the elevator with a bang. My face felt a little hot, probably red.

"Pfft." Yang Jinghong was immediately amused by me and covered his mouth with laughter. Then he looked at me and said, "You kid, you are so interesting, so interesting."

"Ahem..." I said with twinkling eyes: "You should be interested in Cao Mo, don't be interested in me, I just came of age this year."

When the old man Cao Mo heard this, he smiled helplessly. He was originally investigating the sneaky and tense atmosphere, but he was stunned because someone's words to tease me became weird.

Yang Jinghong glanced at the old man with disgust, stood up straight and stopped talking, becoming much more serious.

There was a ding.

The elevator had stopped at the thirty-third floor, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

This was the haunted floor, and everyone was much more serious. They tightened their hands on the mountain axes seriously, and their eyes widened.

Boom, the elevator door slowly opened to both sides, and what came into view was a long and deserted corridor. The floor was covered with a yellow patterned carpet, which looked very high-end.

There are private room doors on both sides, with two rows of energy-saving lamps embedded above them. There are small chandeliers every few meters apart, although they emit a soft light.

But the atmosphere seemed particularly gloomy and cold, and a little bit of gloomy air occasionally leaked from the cracks in the various doors, as if there was some kind of monster inside, just as we walked in.

The atmosphere immediately became depressing!

"Ahhh!" Suddenly, Serious shouted in a bold voice, which made my eardrums hurt. He rushed out with a big axe, slashed the air crazily, and shouted again: "You little devils, give them all to me!" I’ll come out and I’ll chop you to death.”

At this time, the elevator door slowly closed, the old man Cao Mo shook his head helplessly, and Yang Jinghong snorted disdainfully at the corner of his mouth.

I frowned and asked, is that serious person really a practitioner? Why do you look like a funny clown?

Ding.

After the elevator reached the thirty-fourth floor, Cao Mo turned back and said with a smile: "Little friend, Miss Yang, I will go in first."

"Don't call me miss, I don't like women's titles." Yang Jinghong said hoarsely.

Cao Mo paused and walked out without replying.

There were only two of us left in the elevator at the moment. For some reason, I felt a little nervous being alone with this androgynous and heroic woman.

However, Yang Jinghong leaned on the elevator again, hugging her chest and looking at me curiously.

My eyes flickered and I felt even more unnatural.

Ding.

After the elevator opened, Yang Jinghong didn't go out, and still looked at me like that.

"Ahem." My Adam's apple rolled and I tentatively said, "Hey, the door is open."