Ms. Ye was really too generous, but Yu Shu still refused the silver candle that could eat the wick in one bite.
But Yu Shu also grasped the key point of Ye Guilan's words. When guests come in the evening, she will eat more incense. Does this mean that the guests pay for the hotel with incense?
"Mom, the guests coming to the hotel tonight are the same as me?" Yu Shu asked.
She was sure that Ye Guilan and everyone in the town were alive, so why did more than one ghost seem to live here?
Ye Guilan was worried that her daughter, whose power could only scare people at best, would offend those guests, so she nodded and warned her without any concealment.
"No matter what noise you hear these days, just ignore it, and don't come out at night. Mom will make some more snacks for you, and you can just stay in the house, okay."
Ordinary ghosts and humans couldn't deal with those ghosts. She could remind Lu Chen downstairs because her daughter didn't reject him and followed them out out of kindness.
The tone of coaxing the child made Yu Shu feel helpless, but the food that had not passed through Lu Chen's hands did not taste good to Yu Shu, and she did not have much hope for this snack.
Just seeing the white hair on Ye Guilan's temples and the woman's tolerant gaze, Yu Shu nodded.
Ye Guilan helped Yu Shu tidy up the room, said something to her daughter, and figured it was time for dinner, so she closed the door and went downstairs.
In the evening, the food in the hotel was not very exquisite, but Zhou Xiangchen, who had not eaten in the morning, looked at the dishes and touched his painful stomach. He couldn't stand it anymore and continued to put down the bowl and chopsticks, as if someone was forcing him to eat. The meal ended with a face.
A few people filled their bellies and gathered at Shi Ji's place to play pen fairy.
Yang Kang'an was ordered to move tables and chairs. Wen Meng and Kong Wenqian sat together and looked around the room. Thinking that Shi Ji slept here last night, Wen Meng's little face turned red.
After everything was ready, Zhou Xiangchen took the pen holder and white paper and put them on the table, and called out to the young man who was still sitting there looking at the door panel thoughtfully.
"Shi Ji, don't you want to play Bixian? Come here quickly." Zhou Xiangchen looked at his hesitant look and added with a hint of contempt.
"You're not afraid and don't want to play anymore, are you?"
Shi Ji glanced sideways at Zhou Xiangchen, stood up, dragged his chair, took a long step, and sat down at the table.
"It's just a game, will I be afraid?"
When the person came, Zhou Xiangchen didn't say any more exciting words and quickly urged the person to start. He wanted to see if Shi Ji would tremble with fear when he could feel the movement of the pen in person.
"It's okay if you're not afraid. Let's start quickly. It's completely dark now."
Shi Ji, who just wanted to attract a certain little female ghost, nodded carelessly and glanced at Lu Chen, who was not sitting over, knowing that Lu Chen would not play such a childish game.
He didn't want to be touched by a girl, so he held the penholder by himself. Before Wen Meng was about to raise his hand with a red face, he gave Yang Kang'an a look and asked him to put his hand up.
Yang Kang'an, who actually didn't want to play the weird game of Bixian, rubbed his hands. When he met Shi Ji's urging eyes, he still didn't dare to say not to play, so he could only raise his hand tremblingly.
After all five people put their hands on it, Shi Ji followed the formula for summoning the little female ghost that Zhou Xiangchen said last night.
"Previous life, past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
After the voice fell, Shi Ji looked in the direction of the door, wondering if the little female ghost who had gone somewhere would be summoned.
In Shi Ji's expectant eyes, Yu Shu did not float in from outside. On the contrary, several people felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees. They obviously did not open the door or window, but it seemed that there were gusts of cool breeze blowing towards them. Just like blowing.
Wen Meng and Kong Wenqian, who were only wearing relatively thin skirts, shivered even more, and their exposed arms were covered with goosebumps aroused by the coldness.
