"Hey, what are you looking at here?" The security guard said in a loud voice.
I took a deep breath, stepped onto the steps to enter the hotel, and said calmly: "Stay here."
Passed by the security guard and entered the revolving glass door.
He didn't follow me and I walked to the front desk.
"Hello." The lady at the front desk was wearing a standard shirt, a bun, and a standard smile.
"I remember you had a room here..." I said in a low voice, but the memories were still going on in my mind.
A fragmented image comes to mind.
The thin, irritable man kept pacing in the room.
The floor is covered with gray carpets, and there are sofas, coffee tables, and TVs. There are no beds, but there are three doors.
"It's a suite. I can't remember the room number, but the room is covered with gray carpets, the TV is in the living room, and there are at least two or three rooms." I said kindly.
The life that Lao Qintou modified for me is different from the ordinary life.
Apart from the fact that I can attract ghosts, it's all about perception.
Using blood as a medium, one can feel the exact situation of the ghost through the object that is inhabiting it.
However, this has side effects. Lao Qintou once told me that ghosts and resentments are too strong, obsessions are too deep, and too much perception will lead to insanity. It cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary, let alone let others know.
The reason why I didn't sense Tang Qianqian's body until I was close is because there is no accurate range. Even if I sensed it, it would be useless. If Five Ghosts didn't lead me to this place, I wouldn't be able to find a room with a gray carpet all over the city.
While I was thinking, the lady at the front desk said politely: "Please wait a moment."
She lowered her head to operate the computer, and soon she told me that the room I was talking about was the special presidential suite of their hotel. There were only two rooms, and they were all fully booked.
"How many days have you booked? Which floors are they on? I won't stay today." I smiled, took out my wallet, took out a small wad of money, and said, "Pay a deposit first. When will the room be available?"
The front desk lady was pleasantly surprised and asked me to choose rooms. They were on the third and fifth floors respectively. One room number was 3333 and the other was 5555.
"On the fifth floor." I put the money on the counter.
"He will check out tomorrow. Can you give me your ID card?" The lady at the front desk didn't tell me the amount of money. She just took the small wad of money and put it into the banknote detector. The swishing sound was very clear.
"I will come over tomorrow, my surname is Tang."
"Okay Mr. Tang."
Turning around, I walked toward the elevator.
The eyes staring behind me were a little confused, but the lady at the front desk didn’t stop me.
After entering the elevator, I pressed the third floor button first, put my right hand in my pocket, and played with the cold razor between my fingers.
In this way, I spend a small amount of money and save a lot of trouble. If I come in and directly ask about the room situation, the front desk will definitely not say much.
"Ding", the elevator door opened, and there were several room numbers listed on the corridor wall, with arrows pointing to them.
I walked to the right. Room 3333 was at the end of the corridor.
Standing quietly in front of the door, the cat's dark eyes stared at me like an eyeball.
I also put my left hand into my pocket and touched the Huang Jue Lan.
It was still slightly cool, and there was no other feeling.
Without knocking, I turned around silently.
This time I didn’t enter the elevator. I walked down the corridor. The energy-saving lamps had low wattage and the light was dim. There was a green indicator light in the corner. In addition, there were traces of yin floating in the air. Fortunately, ordinary people couldn’t see it. Such a yin energy, otherwise, the entire hotel would be so densely filled with yin energy that it would scare people to death.
Not long after, I was standing in front of the door on the fifth floor.
The Huang Jue Lan touched by his left hand felt an extreme coldness, and there was also a strong throbbing sensation.
My heart beat suddenly, I took out my left hand and reached out to knock on the door gently.
The sound of beep echoed in the corridor.
"Who?" A suspicious question came from the door, with a low and hoarse drake voice.
The index finger of my left hand immediately pressed on the cat's eye, and the other fingers knocked on the door, making a clanging sound.
"Your takeaway." I answered in a clear tone.
Light footsteps approached the door.
I stopped tapping and kept pressing my hand on the cat's eye.
Quiet for a few seconds.
Probably the people inside were wondering why the cat's eye could not see.
There was a soft click and the door opened.
The man who appeared in the crack of the door had extremely thin cheeks, almost sunken, slightly sparse and messy hair, a hooked nose, an impatient expression, and sinister eyes.
His appearance completely coincides with the picture I perceived!
"You typed it wrong..." The man's tone was very bad.
I suddenly raised my right hand, the razor I had prepared long ago, and whizzed towards the top of his head!
No questioning, no excessive scrutiny!
If this person dares to touch the Chenghuang Temple, he will definitely be a hard target!
The first move is the first opportunity!
His pupils tightened, and the viciousness in his eyes became several times stronger. He stepped back suddenly, and at the same time he closed the door hard!
I am very fast. Every time Lao Qintou sees me shaving my head, he always praises me for being fast, accurate and ruthless!
There was a soft sneer, and I shaved off a strip of hair in the middle of his head. I raised my legs and pushed on the door. The moment it opened and closed, I stepped into the room.
The skinny man's eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
He backed up suddenly and entered the living room.
I didn't have the slightest fear, but his retreat made me feel reassured.
Lao Qintou also told me that among the nine streams, the strength of each line is uneven. Those who control ghosts are generally weak, while those who exorcise corpses are good at fighting.
In addition to the suppression of the Yin life by the yang god, the nine streams each have their own shortcomings and strengths, and there are also checks and balances on each other. And I have all nine, which almost makes up for most of the shortcomings and can restrain most of the nine streams.
"Who are you?! I have never offended my colleagues!" he asked sharply.
"But you moved the City God's Temple!" I yelled coldly, bent my legs, exerted all my strength, and rushed towards him!
The skinny man's look of surprise became even stronger, and murderous intent immediately filled his face. But then, he became furious again and glanced at the left side of the living room.
But his body suddenly hit the window!
There was a soft crash, and his whole body crashed out of the window and fell towards the outside.
I suddenly stopped. Not only was he jumping off the building unexpected, but the chill coming from the left side was even stronger, making the hairs on my body stand on end.
He immediately turned his head and looked to his left. There was a person standing on the ground next to the sofa.
He was naked, and his skin was in tatters, as if it had been patched up piece by piece.
The patches of skin looked like faces, most of which had lost their facial features.
There is a piece of white skin near his heart, which can be vaguely seen. It is actually a woman's face.
The face had its eyes closed tightly, looking particularly painful.
I only felt my scalp numb, and a chill rose from my spine, covering every part of my skin.
I understand where that squeezing feeling came from!
A large number of souls are squeezed together. To piece together a complete body, the soul must be stripped of its consciousness, leaving only the body!
The head of this ghost is less patchwork, as if it is made of three pieces of skin. Its appearance is somewhat similar to that of the thin man, only slightly younger.
Its eyes were extremely vicious and blood-red, clearly a blood-hating ghost.
It was obvious that it wanted to take a step forward and even raised its hand towards me.
However, if it moves even a little bit, it feels like its heart is broken, as if the whole body is not unified, and if it moves again, it will be broken into pieces!
Frightened shouts could be heard outside the window. Someone shouted to call the police or an ambulance. Someone fell from the building.
I don't have much time. People will be coming from the fifth floor soon. If they are blocked, they will definitely be arrested.
In two steps, I was in front of the ghost.
The face on its heart opened its eyes tremblingly.
Originally, Tang Qianqian's eyes were distracted. The moment she saw me, she struggled to gain some light, and she let out a sad cry.
"Xian Shen...brother..."
The childish voice sounded even more painful and tormenting.
