After leaving the hotel, Zhang Fan and Feng Hui stopped a taxi on the street and prepared to meet them at the location sent by Jia Bao.
But at an inadvertent glance, Zhang Fan noticed that Feng Hui was wearing a red robe, and his brows couldn't help but frown. If he went to the appointment like this, Jia Bao and the others would probably be able to tell that Feng Hui was a terrifying red ghost at a glance.
This is obviously inappropriate. He doesn't want to put himself at the forefront of the storm yet. If it attracts their attention, it may cause unnecessary safety risks to himself.
Until now, Zhang Fan still vaguely remembers that in Wang Fugui's luxurious villa, the mysterious young man came to take away his red ghost. Although the other party failed in the end, this also gave Zhang Fan and the others a wake-up call. Alarm bell.
"Xiao Fanfan, is there something wrong with my face? I keep staring at people like this!" Feng Hui blushed slightly and glanced at Zhang Fan shyly.
Zhang Fan: "..." Not to mention, Feng Hui, a terrifying ghost in red, didn't even have any supernatural fluctuations from her body, and she looked like a living person. , if she didn’t say she was a ghost, no one would be able to tell.
"You're good-looking!" Zhang Fan shuddered, looked away, and said perfunctorily.
"Hehe! I hate it, you've seen all this!!" Feng Hui blushed and said coquettishly. When Zhang Fan saw Feng Hui acting coquettishly, as an old straight man, he got goosebumps all over his body.
"Actually, what I mainly want to say is that this time we are going to meet the survivors selected in the Hell Maze. If you go there wearing red, you might scare them to death on the spot!" Zhang Fan sighed and shook his head bitterly.
"Don't you like me wearing this red dress?"
"It's very simple. I'll change it now!" Feng Hui looked at the red robe on her body and chuckled. As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hui's figure suddenly disappeared.
It took less than a minute for her to reappear. After Feng Hui appeared, the long red skirt she wore changed its style and turned into a comfortable black down jacket. In addition, she also wore a yellow peaked cap on her head.
At this time, Feng Hui looked like a lively and cheerful girl who was traveling. Since there was no trace of red on her body, as long as Feng Hui had not admitted that she was a red ghost, even the most senior survivors would subconsciously think that she was a living person when they saw her current appearance.
"How's it going? Is that okay now?" Feng Hui walked around in front of Zhang Fan, with a sunny smile on her face.
"I used to sneak out with Feng Lu and wear these clothes!" Feng Hui grinned.
"Okay! Very good!!" After looking at it for a moment, Zhang Fan swallowed and gave a thumbs up, indicating that it was very good.
Not to mention, Feng Hui is really good-looking when she is dressed like this. She is no different from ordinary people. It is impossible to tell that she is a terrifying red ghost.
Moreover, after getting along with Feng Hui, Zhang Fan also discovered that red-clad ghosts seemed to have no restrictions. They could come to the human world like normal people, and they were not even afraid of the sun, nor did they have that cold feeling.
Maybe it's also possible that Feng Hui didn't release the supernatural power belonging to the red-clothed ghost.
"Okay, let's go!" After a moment, Zhang Fan pulled Feng Hui into a taxi. The taxi driver was a middle-aged uncle. When he saw Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan through the rearview mirror, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then he couldn't help but said: "Young man, you are quite capable, look for me." My girlfriend can be so beautiful!!" Hearing the taxi driver's words, Zhang Fan looked confused, turned his head to look at Feng Hui, and asked in a low voice: "He... can see you ?!!"
"Of course, as long as I want to, they can see me! If I don't want to, no one can see me! Since we want to cultivate feelings, let everyone see it openly and openly!! You say so, little one Fanfan!!" Feng Hui covered her mouth and chuckled, looking proud, and hugged Zhang Fan's arm harder and harder.
Zhang Fan: "...."
"Ahem!!" After Zhang Fan reacted, he choked to death and kept coughing. After telling the driver the destination, he stepped on the accelerator and set off.
...Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at a remote paper shop. This is the meeting place Jia Bao told him.
This paper-making shop is called Bai's Paper-making Shop. It is located in a very remote location with few pedestrians around. You can't even find this paper-making shop on the Internet map. Except for the locals who know about it, there are many people from other places. People come here looking for it, but they can’t find it at all.
Looking at the paper-making shop built with red tiles and blue walls, Zhang Fan felt a biting chill on his skin.
"There is something evil here!" Zhang Fan murmured in a low voice, his brows suddenly wrinkled. He felt that there must be a terrible ghost in this paper shop.
It is indeed unusual for survivors like Jia Bao to choose the location as the rendezvous point.
"Oh, it's here!" Just as Zhang Fan's thoughts were turning, Feng Hui looked at him with disdain and laughed.
"Do you know this place?" Zhang Fan heard the sound and quickly looked at Feng Hui and asked.
"We know him. The owner of this store is very timid. I came here to buy some items before, and he made them! But every time I come here, he doesn't dare to show his face. He can only talk while hiding in a coffin!" Feng Hui He seemed to have thought of something fun and explained with a smile.
"Oh! So that's it..." Hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly realized, but there was a strange look on his face.
What a joke, it would be really weird if I wasn't scared when I saw you, this fierce ghost in red. If the owner of the paper-making shop doesn't hide, wouldn't he scare you to death?
"Xiao Fanfan, what are you thinking about?" Feng Hui asked curiously when she saw Zhang Fan's eyes were blank.
"Ahem, it's nothing. Let's go in quickly!!" Zhang Fan waved his hands awkwardly and hurriedly walked into Bai's Paper Making Shop.
The door of the paper shop was not locked and opened as soon as the door was pushed. Zhang Fan walked into the courtyard and found that it was filled with oil painting papers.
These oil painting paper ties are available in various styles. There were paper boys, paper cranes, paper horses, paper benches, paper cars, paper villas... Passing through the courtyard, Zhang Fan saw a bald old man with a white beard lying on his back. He was sitting on the Grand Master's chair with his legs crossed, holding a teapot in his left hand, and drinking tea mouth to mouth.
Seeing Zhang Fan approaching, the white-bearded old man looked surprised, put down the teapot, and whispered: "It's rest time now, no guests are accepted! Please come back!!" Zhang Fan frowned as he drove people away as soon as they met. Wrinkled: "You must be the owner of Bai's paper-making shop! We came here this time because we were invited by friends!!"
"I don't care who invited you, I'm not accepting guests here right now, please get out immediately!!" The white-bearded old man shouted in a low voice with a look of displeasure on his face.
