Chapter 122: Tongxian at Night

"Squeak"

A crack opened in the door, and a pair of shoes squeezed in through the crack in the open door.

Yes, there was no one, just a pair of shoes, a pair of red high heels, which looked very weird.

If ordinary people saw this scene, Bao Zhun would have been so frightened that they would cry for their father.

But Ye Xiu thought it was very interesting, and a sarcastic smile lifted on the corner of his mouth.

The moment the high heels squeezed into the door, it seemed that he didn't expect the people in the room to be awake, or he felt the dangerous aura on Ye Xiu's body, so he quickly retreated out of the door.

"Hey, come and go if you want, when this is a public toilet?"

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, and from a distance of a few meters, he punched out from afar.

The air shook, and the red high heels that were just about to exit the door trembled strangely, and let out a terrible scream, and an illusory shadow appeared in the air.

The shadow was blurry, but it was vaguely discernible that it was a woman.

After the woman was hit by a punch, it did not completely dissipate, and like a frightened rabbit, she dragged her high heels and jumped out of the room quickly.

"It's not shallow!"

Ye Xiu sighed lightly, he didn't expect this female ghost to take a punch from him, and it didn't completely dissipate, which was a little surprising.

You must know that his punch contains the effect of destroying the true qi of the Xuanwu Demon and suppressing the demon, but he failed to completely kill the other party, and the Taoism of this female ghost is really not shallow.

Ye Xiu put on his clothes, opened the door without any hesitation, and rushed out directly.

However, the moment he chased out of the door, Ye Xiu's eyes widened, he was shocked, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

I saw that everything in front of me had changed.

The corridor of the hotel has lost its former luster, gray, become dark and old, and the original bright lights overhead have become blurry and dim at this time, and flicker from time to time, quite a bit of horror movie atmosphere.

What's even weirder is that outside the hotel, there is not a single sound to be heard, and the silence is suffocating.

"This, it's a little bad, for this kind of thing in the way of heaven, it's better to do it another day, go back and make up for it first. Looking at the strange environment around him, Ye Xiu immediately froze, turned around and walked towards the house.

But when he turned around, he found that the door had become dark at some point, and the doorknob was covered with rust.

Ye Xiu had a very bad premonition in his heart, pushed the door and walked in, sure enough, the room at this moment was no longer what it was before, it was full of dust and cobwebs, dark and damp, and there was a thick layer of dust on the bed, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

"This is not my original room. Ye Xiu frowned, his expression was solemn, he thought for a while, and decided to go downstairs to see what was going on.

There must be a reason why the hotel has become like this, staying here and going out to see, there is a possibility of encountering danger, it is better to go out and take a look, maybe you can find the reason why something happened.

Of course, this is also based on his confidence in his own strength, even if he encounters danger and can't beat it, there should be no problem with self-preservation.

walked out of the door and came to the elevator, and found that the elevator had already stopped running, and Ye Xiu could only walk down the old and broken stairs.

"Da Da ......"

The stairs were empty and silent, only the sound of Ye Xiu's footsteps, clattering, was exceptionally crisp, setting off the entire corridor becoming more and more silent, making people's hearts furious.

Layer upon layer, layer upon layer.

After walking for three or four minutes, Ye Xiu found that he still hadn't reached the first floor, and the entire staircase seemed to have no end, and he could never finish it, and he could never go out.

Ye Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, there was thunder surging in his eyes, and he continued to walk downstairs with his negative hand, and when he was halfway there, Ye Xiu suddenly snorted coldly: "Found it!"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm at the wall next to him.

"Boom"

The moment the palm surged, the wall in front of him suddenly twisted and collapsed, revealing the staircase on the first floor, and the moment the wall disappeared, a child with a large head but short stature, hands and feet as thin as bamboo chopsticks rushed out of the door.

Don't look at the child's small arms and legs, but the speed is strange, and in the blink of an eye, it has already swept towards the door.

Looking at a child with a big head and a small body, like a potato on the chopsticks, Ye Xiu suddenly remembered a ghost story in the Eastern Jin Dynasty Ganbao's "Sou Shen Ji", which talked about a kind of ghost called Lost, with a big head and a small body, and slender limbs like chopsticks.

Legend has it that he was turned into the resentment of a child who lost his way and died, and was the best at covering the road and pointing in the wrong direction. If a traveler encounters a lost way on the road, he will often lose his way, obviously there is a road ahead, but he will never go to the end, if it is a lost road with little resentment, the traveler will often go around in circles, and wait for the next day when the first rooster and dog bark sound, get lost and leave, and the traveler will find the way again.

However, if they encounter a disgruntled path, the traveler will often go to some dangerous places according to the direction of the lost transformation, such as falling off a cliff, encountering wild beasts, etc., and there will be no corpse.

"Is it really lost?" Ye Xiuxin waved out his hand, and a flying knife came out of his hand, and the true qi of the demon on the flying knife was burning, shooting straight into the head of the lost ghost.

"Wow", the lost imp screamed, and the moment he was shot by the flying knife, it exploded directly and disappeared.

Qi realm, true qi out of the body, qi does not disperse and strength does not disappear, this is a major feature of qi realm that is different from force realm.

After killing the lost imp, Ye Xiu walked out of the hotel.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel, Ye Xiu stood in place, although he had expected it, but the scene in front of him still surprised him.

I saw that the originally prosperous and lively Tongcheng became extremely quiet and empty, filled with a faint white fog, and the houses on both sides of the street also lost their luster, old-fashioned and sluggish, without a trace of light, hidden in the fog, like a monster that chooses people to devour.

The whole sky was covered by fog, there was no starlight and moon in sight, the hollow was dark, and in the darkness, some huge creatures loomed, with an indescribable depression and madness.

"This ...... Is it still a city?"

Ye Xiu looked at everything in front of him, his face was shocked, and he muttered to himself.

Or, this is not a city for a long time!

Now that he came out, Ye Xiu didn't hesitate, and walked forward along the street, he wanted to see, where was this?

Along the street, after walking for a distance, Ye Xiu didn't touch anything, on the empty street, he was the only one, which seemed particularly abrupt and lonely, even for a person like him who had gone through life and death and had a strong mind, he couldn't help but feel a kind of depression and impatience in his heart.

"Dangdang ......"

Walking, walking, suddenly there was a jingling sound, like the sound of striking iron in ancient times, one after another, full of rhythm and rhythm.

Ye Xiuyi was bold, and walked forward in the direction from which the voice came, and after walking for about five minutes, a figure vaguely appeared in front of him.

It was a tall old man, who held a huge hammer in one hand and smashed it on the iron table in front of him.

And on the iron case, there is a heart.

A bloody heart.