At the beginning of the hotel's completion, he worked as a lobby manager for a few days here. Later, he was fancy by the chairman's daughter and soon got married.
I suddenly realized: No wonder he said he wanted to get rid of superstition as soon as he took office. He didn't believe in ghosts. It turned out to be a guilty conscience.
Andy said: Now it's not time to say this, let's think about how to get out.
I pondered for a moment and said: I have a way, I don't know if it works, I can only try it first.
Both of them looked at me with surprised eyes. I took out seven peach wood nails and a nail hammer from the backpack and came to the stairs door, saying: I learned a little spell with a master before , which is used deal with this kind of trap. I do not know if this ghost space can be destroyed.
Talking about it, I injected a very thin Reiki into my hammer and nails and nailed it towards the ground.
Of course, the ground is cement, but it was easily booked in like mud. The two men were stunned, especially Allen, with a light of inquiry.
I nailed the seven mahogany nails according to the position of the Big Dipper, and then smeared cinnabar on the wooden nails. I was exhausted and sweaty on my forehead.
Andy handed me a handkerchief. I smiled at him and thanked him. I don't know why. Allen seemed a little unhappy, but he always had that cold face. Regardless of his handsome look, he is a facial paralysis.
I maliciously teased in my heart, and then, according to the gestures drawn in the pamphlet given by the Guardian of Heaven, I quickly pinched a Dharma gesture, and then read: the god of virtue and luck, on us please bestow your pluck. The night road is hard, guide us out graveyard.
As soon as the voice fell, the seven mahogany pegs suddenly lit up, rushed out of seven white lights, and shot towards the corridor in front.
If it is a haunting trap, this light will shoot out and immediately dispel the illusion.
But at this time, the white light disappeared with nothing left, and the corridor door was still an 18-story corridor, not a staircase.
My face turned white all at once. It was completely useless.
Allen sneered and said, I thought you were so capable, but that's all.
I am very dissatisfied in my heart. This man is not only cruel in heart, but also has a particularly cruel mouth.
Andy said: Why don't you come?
Alan glanced coldly at him, not speaking, and I couldn't help giving thumbs up to Andy.
When I returned to the room, I glanced at the comments again, and an audience named East Wind Blowing caught my attention.
[Streamer, I know which hotel you are talking about. Now that you have arrived at the hotel, you can rest assured that I will definitely rescue you. ]
After finishing the talk, he also donated me $ 100.
[This is a real warrior! Come on, fight as a hero to save the beauty, and bring the female streamer back home. ]
[ Awesome bro, among all the audience I only admire you! ]
East Wind Blowing spoke again.
[Haha, you just wait to see how I can hold the beauty back. ]
I smiled self-deprecatingly. If he knew what I looked like, he would definitely not come to the Ames Hotel.
We went back to Room 1814. The body on the ground was still there, and it looked particularly infiltrating. Andy pulled off the bed sheet and covered the body. He said: Let's go to Room 1812. Staying with a body makes me uncomfortable. .
It's not uncomfortable, it is simply scared.
The moment we turned around, the body on the ground suddenly moved.
It stood slowly against the white bed sheet.
Allen's face changed, he turned around and kicked on the body, kicking it out for several meters.
The bed sheet wrapped around her slipped off, revealing a dark and pale face, and a deep blue-purple mark on her neck.
With her hands as claws, she grabbed towards us, and Allen turned around and kicked out with one foot, kicking hard on the head of the corpse, kicking her crookedly.
I have to say that when he kicked people, he was still very handsome.
Go away. Andy yelled, and the three of us rushed out of the room immediately. The female corpse also chased we up, and the nails of both hands shone with a dark light.
Allen immediately closed the door. The doors of the hotel were automatically locked, and the sound of squeaking and squeaking was heard.
We were relieved, so we had to go to Room 1812. After sitting down, I felt a little pain in my stomach and wanted to use the toilet.
Isn't the barbecue tonight clean?
I hesitated for a moment and secretly said to Andy: I want to go to the restroom, will you go with me?
The toilets in the two rooms are interconnected now. I don't want to see a female ghost suddenly rushed in when I am in the toilet. With someone around, I could cope with it.
No problem. After Andy finished speaking, he glanced at Alan sideways, his eyes full of sarcasm.
Allen frowned, not speaking.
The toilets in five-star hotels are very luxurious, and there is also a small sofa. I sit on the closestool, the small sofa is facing away from me, and he can't see me.
I let out a sigh of relief and had loose bowels for a while. Suddenly the phone vibrated. It was East Wind who wanted to add me as a friend, and I immediately passed.
His shouting sounded on the headset: Streamer, I am East Wind Blowing, can you hear me?
Yes. I quickly said.
East Wind's voice shuddered a little, and seemed to be terrified.
Streamer, I am on the eighteenth floor. I saw a person here. He seems to be looking for you.
Who? I asked suspiciously.
Don't be afraid if I told you.
Don't talk nonsense. Just tell me.
The other side was silent for a few seconds and said: streamer, I saw Tyrant!
My hand shook and almost threw my phone out.
I slowly raised my head and looked at Andy who was facing away from me. The East Wind was definitely on the eighteenth floor. If he saw Andy, who was this one in front of me?
Are you sure? In order not to disturb him, I changed to typing.
East Wind said: I have already told Tyrant ...
Before the voice fell, the phone was robbed, and Andy's voice came from the headset: Julie, where are you?
It is really Andy!
My hand shivered slightly, and Andy said anxiously over there: Haven't I called you and said I had something tonight? Why did you still go?
I was shocked and typed: When did you call me?
Andy said: Just over seven o'clock, didn't you say you've hot it? I heard that something happened to you, and I got here anxiously.
My hands are shaking even more, I have never received a call from him!
That is to say, from the beginning, Andy is fake!
Think carefully I became more afraid!
I have lived with a ghost for so long?
Julie, is it alright? Andy stood up slowly in front of me. I was chilling, but pretended not to know, and said: Immediately.
I pulled my trousers and looked at him carefully. It was exactly the same as Andy in both appearance and expression.
Is he really a ghost?
Wait, that East Wind Blowing is not necessarily reliable, maybe everything is a trap.
Let's make sure first.
As said in the pamphlet, I poured Reiki on my eyes and looked up at him again.
With this look, I was scared to death. Standing in front of me was clearly a pale ghost with a rope around her neck!
I tried to suppress my fear, walked out of the toilet quickly, and raised my eyes to see Allen. I suddenly tripped on my feet. By the time he to reach out to help me, I gently wrote some words on his palm.
He is a ghost.
And I quickly slipped a cinnabar-coated knife into his hand.
Allen's eyes flickered and threw me away, and said coldly: Stand firm. Woman is really troublesome.
I twitched the corner of my mouth twice, emboldened, and turned back to fake Andy: This man has misogyny, and must be a gay.
Fake Andy laughed. Allen's body was obviously stiff, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at me coldly. I felt a cold back.
When I opened the refrigerator, there were actually a variety of beers and a few bottles of red wine. I pulled out a bottle and said: Do you want a drink?