Baoquan Building has at least thirty floors. I have never seen such a tall building in my life.
Bright floor-to-ceiling windows, glass side by side, form a glass wall. The wall reflects the red light from the rising sun, which is majestic and beautiful.
Lin Xiaoqiu looked up at the building and exclaimed, "It is indeed a landmark building. It is so tall and big! No wonder so many people have died and this place has not been closed. If this place is closed for one day, it will probably cost a lot of money, right?"
I nodded, "Lin Xiaoqiu, you said that the dead people in the building have something to do with the nine missing construction workers? If it is haunted, the building has such a large flow of people and sufficient yang energy, how powerful a ghost must be to be here. kill?"
"What are you two doing at the gate?" Director Lin's voice suddenly came from the front.
I came back to my senses, followed the sound and looked over, and saw Taoist Master Lin in a yellow robe standing in the hall inside the door. He holds a soul-calling flag in his left hand, a fly whisk in his right hand, and carries a copper coin sword and a peach wood sword on his back.
The monk's robes and shoes were all new, spotless from head to toe. Standing there with his back straight, he looked a bit like a master descending from the mountain.
"It seems that this business can make a lot of money," Lin Xiaoqiu whispered to me, "My dad, the more he pretends to be like a master, the more money the victim's family will pay in the end. Xiaoning, learn from it. , From now on, when you take action, you must act like an expert."
Walking into the hall, Director Lin told Lin Xiaoqiu and I, "Don't be like these country bumpkins, and be smarter. This is a big job. After collecting the corpses, you have to help exorcise the evil spirits from the building. You two follow me, give me Get started."
After getting on the elevator, Director Lin took off the two swords from his back and handed them to Lin Xiaoqiu and me. We were also assigned roles as his left and right Taoist guardians.
After explaining the precautions, the elevator stopped at the 14th floor.
The elevator door opens.
Director Lin coughed lightly, straightened his back, and strode out of the elevator.
Lin Xiaoqiu and I each held a sword and followed Dao Zhang Lin, one on the left and the other on the right, out of the elevator.
Someone was already waiting outside the elevator. It was a young man in his twenties wearing a suit.
Seeing Director Lin, the man hurriedly came forward, clasped his hands, and bowed respectfully to salute, "Director Lin, I am the person in charge of the building. The deceased died in a room in the secret room on this floor. Please come with me."
"Didn't the family of the deceased invite me here?" Lin Daozhang raised his chin and asked with a cold face, "Why are you waiting here?"
The man led the way and answered, "Director Lin, the family members of the deceased have been invited to the building office. They are very emotionally unstable and have been crying for compensation. The manager is worried that their staying here will affect your practice. This There are only a few of us on this level right now, Taoist Lin, you can show off your skills in a while, no one will disturb you."
As I walked towards the secret room, I looked around.
There is only one store open on the entire fourteenth floor, which is this secret room.
Perhaps in order to exaggerate the mysterious and terrifying atmosphere of the secret room, the entire floor and all the walls were spray-painted.
The paintings are mainly blood red and black, and the dim lighting inside the building gives people a very depressing feeling.
This feeling became even stronger after entering the secret room.
The entrance to the secret room is a Japanese-style building, with rooms on both sides and a wooden-floored passage in the middle.
In order to enhance the atmosphere, there are no lights in the secret room. The red lanterns hanging in front of the rooms on both sides are the source of all the light in this street.
The Japanese-style room consists of small cubicles, with a red lantern hanging in front of the sliding door of each cubicle.
At a glance, two neat rows of red lanterns seemed to be floating in the air, giving off a depressing and strange feeling.
"Tao Zhang Lin, please come with me," the man said, leading the way. "The deceased came last night. He said he was a big blogger with millions of fans. He gave the store some money and asked to sleep in a secret room. Night."
"At first the store didn't agree, but he threatened the store and said he would expose and smear the store if he didn't agree. He had millions of fans, and the store didn't dare to offend him, so he had no choice but to agree. But who would have thought that he would die? In the room! It’s really going to cause us trouble.”
A man died, but the man only felt troublesome, as if this life was just an ordinary work mistake!
His attitude inevitably makes me feel that he seems to be numb to the dead people here. He regards dealing with dead people as part of his daily work.
I was secretly shocked, and suddenly felt that the number of people who died here was not just what the taxi driver said, but only one person died a year.
Go to the door of the room where the deceased is.
"Director Lin, the deceased is in this room." The man stood on one side, grabbed the sliding door with both hands, and opened the wooden door with a crash.
The moment the wooden door opened, a thick plume of white smoke rushed out from the house.
Director Lin, Lin Xiaoqiu and I were all unprepared and were overwhelmed by the white smoke, and we were all trapped in the white smoke.
The smoke was dazzling, and I instinctively closed my eyes, "Daozhang Lin, Lin Xiaoqiu, where are you!"
When I closed my eyes, I stretched out my hand and touched the direction of Lin Xiaoqiu based on my memory.
I reached out my hand and grabbed a hand.
I can breathe a sigh of relief, as long as Lin Xiaoqiu is still by my side...
As soon as this idea came into my mind, I became stupid! Because the hand I caught didn’t belong to Lin Xiaoqiu!
The hand I caught was very cold, and the fingers were stiff, like chicken feet just taken out of the cold storage, with cold air coming out of the bones.
Not only was this not Lin Xiaoqiu's hand, it was not even the hand of a living person!
A chill ran from my spine straight to the top of my head. I was so scared that the hairs on my hair stood on end and my whole body trembled.
"Little Fairy Girl, why don't you dare to open your eyes?"
As a soft, thin voice came, a blast of cold air blew onto my face.
It felt like there was a ghost standing face to face with me. He was very close to me, so when he spoke, I could feel the cold air blowing on my face.
Ahhhh!
I'm scared to death!
Tears welled up in his eyes, and his calves were trembling crazily.
"Little Fairy Girl, open your eyes and look at me." His voice was strange, a bit like a eunuch from the old society.
I closed my eyes tightly and shook my head in fear.
I knew he was a ghost. What if I opened my eyes and scared myself to death?
"Little Fairy Girl, don't be afraid. I won't harm you. I invited you here because I have something to ask you. I know that you worship the Seven Changbai Sons. I have heard of their reputation as immortals. I want to ask Little Fairy Girl for help. Please pull a string and ask Changbai Seventh Son to come and save us."
As soon as the shrill voice fell, a bunch of shouts for help came over.
"Little fairy, please help me."
"We are all serious immortals. We have been harmed by traitors. Please ask the little fairy to save us."
"..."
Are they immortals?
I was stunned for a moment, then bravely opened my eyes.
Just one glance and I was almost scared to death!
This...this is all a monster!
I am not entering the Palace of Hell, am I?
