The clinking sound of the spoon hitting the glass attracted everyone's attention. Rand is a fifty-five-year-old Frenchman. He has brown hair, a strong build, and is not bald, so he looks younger than his actual age.
"Everyone, my distinguished guests, I welcome you all to come to the house today. I think you are all as excited as I am. Today, we will go to Dongming Mountain and stay there for a few days. During this time, we will be together Witness the existence of ghosts!
We have all the best and most advanced equipment, and among the guests here are the best paranormal experts in the world. We will definitely be able to prove to the world that the existence of supernatural things is real! "
Rand spoke impassionedly and provocatively. He was a born explorer and dreamer. He seemed to have the kind of personality charm that could attract others in his blood. Except for a few "experts", the guests present were basically all For those extremely wealthy characters, money is no longer a problem for them. What they pursue is the unknown excitement in this world. After hearing Rand's words, they were already gearing up and eager to try.
"So these foreigners are just looking for death when they are full and have nothing to do..." Renxin muttered to himself while smoking the low-quality cigarettes he brought with him.
Lu Ping's thoughts were similar to his, but after all, he was older and did not express his complaints, while Yu An still had a girlish smile on his face, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, more than 20 people got on a rented bus and drove to Fuyuna Mountain.
Dongming Mountain is located 120 kilometers south of S City. It is a relatively famous tourist attraction. It occupies a small area. The road up the mountain is well built. There is a hotel on the top of the mountain and a water park and catering industry at the foot of the mountain. It is even more prosperous, with countless large and small restaurants and snack stalls, making it look like a resort.
The two-hour drive was a nightmare for Renxin. In his opinion, those rich people were really sick. Taking a bus was as exciting as a child on a spring outing. They kept exclaiming in various languages along the way, and when they arrived, They were even more excited after visiting Dongming Mountain, and one Indian boy seemed to be about to cry.
What amused Renxin the most was the reaction of the "experts". The fake Taoist priests were counting something with their fingers, mumbling words, and rolling their eyes upwards; the two Americans brought a lot of equipment and kept talking. Picking things up and taking them off the luggage rack, checking this and that, as if they were about to go to war; the guy who looked like an Italian mafia said nothing, staring around with fierce eyes, as if he could really see ghosts; finally What's outrageous is that a self-proclaimed "psychic medium" was sitting alone in the last seat of the bus and kept having fun. If someone didn't know better, they would have thought he had overdosed on drugs.
The speed of the bus going up the mountain is much slower than driving on the highway. Although it is an asphalt road, the slope of the mountain road in Fuyuna Mountain is still relatively steep, and large vehicles have to slow down.
Finally, at 5:30, the bus stopped at the entrance of the "Fuyuna Hotel" on the top of the mountain. Because late autumn is the off-season for tourism in Fuyuna Mountain, the hotel's business seemed not to be good, and the parking spaces were very empty.
Renxin rushed off the bus as if he was running away. It was really a disaster for him to stay with this group of abnormal people for so long.
Fuyuna Hotel has three floors, many rooms, and is not small in scale. Unlike the big hotels at the foot of the mountain, the hotel has the characteristics of a hotel, with wooden stairs and decorations, as well as exquisite furniture. In addition, it is the only hotel on the mountain. The place to stay means that this place is no cheaper than any five-star hotel.
Of course, for these visitors, price is not an issue at all, they are not short of money...
After arranging the room, the group of people went into the room and packed their luggage, and it soon arrived at seven o'clock.
Rand had mentioned before that he wanted everyone to have dinner together in the restaurant on the first floor. Even though he was very reluctant to do so, he still treated you to a free trip with food, accommodation and food included. You still have to give him this face. So he had to go downstairs to gather.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the room, he felt a sinister wind blowing against his face. Because of the battle with Yu An, Renxin could not use his spiritual sense to sense anything at the moment. He only knew that there was someone in this hotel who might have already Hit a ghost.
Ross has been a medium for many years, but he has never invited a ghost to take possession of him.
He has never communicated with any supernatural gods. He just does business with middle-aged women and tells them things they like to hear, such as that their ex-husbands will die in a car accident within a few years, or that they will meet a good man in the future. , at best he is a foreign fortune teller.
In fact, the skills of foreigners in this business are very poor. At most, they use some basic common sense in psychology. For example, the opening line is often "What troubles have been bothering you recently." It's all nonsense. There are still people in this world who don't have troubles. ?
In comparison, our Chinese fortune tellers are much more powerful. Even if they haven't read all the I Ching, Bagua and Yin Yang Feng Shui, they must at least recite ten or eight paragraphs, regardless of whether others can understand it or not. , let’s talk about all kinds of things about him first. There is also a deep analysis of human nature and the ability to observe words and emotions, which are not comparable to those of foreigners.
Foreign psychics usually negotiate the price before receiving consultation. This is actually very stupid. It is equivalent to setting a threshold for themselves, but Chinese fortune tellers do not reject anyone who comes, and in the end they even make others willing to talk. Hand over the money, and after the fortune telling, you have to thank him profusely, either for life-saving grace or for the blessing of marriage. In fact, he just said a lot of ambiguous nonsense.
This gap in the level of deception is simply the difference between professionals and amateurs, but foreigners are often relatively naive. Even people like Los, who have studied psychology by themselves for several years, can make a living and make a living. This is a good proof.
With his good reputation in the industry, Brother Ross was fortunate enough to be invited by Rand today. He performed very well along the way. Sitting at the back of the bus, he kept having convulsions. Several of his peers looked at him and nodded, as if they were watching. It seemed that he had learned a lot of tricks. Loss found it very funny. He didn't even know what he was doing, but others actually knew...
After he arrived at the hotel room, he set the alarm clock for half past six, then lay on the bed and took a nap. He was probably tired from convulsions along the way and needed a rest.
Time passed quickly. When Los woke up, he found that it was already dark outside. When he looked at his watch, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, but the alarm clock did not go off. This made him very depressed. You must know that missing dinner is a serious problem for Mr. Rand. Very rude.
