Crunch!

Crunch!

The wooden planks on the second floor of the hotel were sloppy.

Li Mu and the old man walked in the corridor one after the other.

3:05 a.m.

The whole property was surprisingly quiet.

"Young man, I, how do I feel that there is still someone behind us?" the old man turned to look behind him, his voice trembling a little.

Li Mu smiled.

He is the ghost who can see Wang Fang.

This naughty girl has always followed him and the old man.

From time to time, he deliberately blew at the back of the old man's neck.

Very hot day.

The old man felt a chill on the back of his neck, and naturally subconsciously became more and more afraid.

"It's okay, you can just open the door to room 210 for me. Li Mu glared at Wang Fang behind him, and signaled her to stop scaring the old man, if she continued like this, the old man would be scared out of his mental illness sooner or later.

However, Li Mu can also understand Wang Fang's behavior.

Wang Fang's death in this hotel, even if it was not directly caused by the old man, but the old man was more or less responsible.

Glancing at Li Mu warningly, Wang Fang playfully stuck out his tongue and floated to the door of room 210 first.

People's intuition is often very accurate, but many times they are confused by the illusion in front of them and doubt their intuition.

Although the old man couldn't see Wang Fang's ghost, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him invisibly.

In fact, his instinct was right, Wang Fang's ghost had always stood by his side, but his eyes couldn't see it.

Therefore, hearing is false, seeing is believing, this sentence is not necessarily true!

Tick Tick!

The old man took out the master key card from his trouser pocket and swiped it on the doorknob sensor in room 210.

The door to room 210 was pushed open, and a faint smell of blood came to my nose.

Since Wang Fang died in this room, the body was sent to the funeral home, and the police came to collect evidence and left, the old man locked the room of 210 and did not assign it to the passengers.

The old man stood by the door, still scared in his heart, waiting for Li Mu to walk in first.

Li Mu walked into the room.

Wang Fang's ghost also floated into the house after him.

The furnishings of each room in the small hotel are the same.

It must not be compared with that kind of star-rated hotel, after all, the room rate is so small, it is impossible to divide a room such as 369.

"Well, when I found this little girl, she was dead, her body was lying in the bathtub, and most of the bathtub was covered with blood, and if I had found her earlier, maybe she wouldn't have died. The old man sighed, still a little remorseful in his words.

Then.

Wang Fang's ghost walked past the old man and lay down in the bathtub, with a bloody mouth on each side of his waist, which was left by the removal of his kidneys, and the blood kept gushing out, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Whoa!

The sound of running water can be heard in the bathtub.

When I looked inside, there was blood gushing up.

But in the eyes of the old man, the bathtub was empty, and no one was lying in it.

"Why, how can this be? Young man, is the dead girl coming......" The old man trembled with fright, and grabbed Li Mu's right arm with both hands, with a frightened expression on his face.

Li Mu nodded.

The old man was scared like this, which was naturally a normal reaction.

The education that ordinary people have received since childhood is that there are absolutely no ghosts and demons in the real world we live in.

Anyone would be horrified when they suddenly see such a supernatural phenomenon that science cannot explain.

"It's okay, she won't hurt you. Li Mu comforted the old man, not wanting him to react too violently, and it would be bad to alarm the guests living next door at that time.

At this time.

Wang Fang's ghost was lying in the bathtub, struggling with a frightened face, she wanted to get up from the bathtub, but when she woke up, she had lost too much blood, her whole body had no strength, and she couldn't even cry for help.

fear

despair

The face was contorted to tears,

The horror of death can quickly break a person's will.

A moment later.

Wang Fang lay dead in a bathtub covered in blood, her eyes widened and her face bleeding.

In this process, Li Mu did not stop Wang Fang, but just stood in front of the bathtub and watched.

He remembered it in his grandfather's notebook.

The situation that Wang Fang just had just now is called: Death reappears.

If the ghost left behind after death is fixed within a certain range of the death scene, it will repeat the situation at the time of death every day when it reaches the time of death.

Moreover, the ghosts are involuntary, completely controlled by an invisible force that forces them to go through the reappearance of death over and over again, which is extremely torturous, both physically and mentally.

This is one of the reasons why Yin Spirits will become Powerful Souls.

No one can afford to go through the most painful things over and over again.

It's the same with the Shade.

"I'm sorry, I can't control myself. Wang Fang climbed out of the bathtub, restored her original appearance, and apologized to Li Mu.

"It's okay, I know it's called death reappearance, and every yin ghost will go through it, unless the yin soul leaves the place of death, or becomes stronger, it will not continue to suffer like this. Li Mu naturally didn't blame Wang Fang.

The old man stood by all the time.

In his eyes, it was enough to seep blood in the bathtub for no reason, but now when he saw Li Mu talking to the air, he was even more frightened and curious, standing next to him and staring intently.

Li Mu ignored the old man, and after Wang Fang experienced the "reappearance of death", he took out the small paper figure that was cut from the dark paper.

The small paper figure was pasted on the head of the bathtub, and the year, month and day of Wang Fang's birth and death had already been written on it.

"Fangfang, I'll light this little paper figure later, you can hurry to my left hand, and when the little paper figure is burned out, it will stay here instead of you, and you can go with me." Li Mu spread out his left hand, and in his right hand he held the lighter he had just caught on the hotel bar.

"Uh-huh!" Wang Fang nodded excitedly.

Syllable!

The lighter is lit and the small paper figure is lit in the lower right corner.

Watch the little paper figure burn.

Li Mu hurriedly clasped his hands together and muttered softly in his mouth:

"People become ghosts, ghosts become people, no worries, come and go freely, now I will replace Wang Fang with the dark paper to stay here, and her ghost will be taken away by me. ”

Wow!

The little paper figure was soon burned to ashes, and a black force turned into a palm and grabbed Wang Fang.

"Fangfang, come here. Li Mu hurriedly waved his left hand.

Wang Fang came back to his senses in fright, turned into a black light and rushed to the palm of Li Mu's left hand.

As Li Mu's left hand clenched into a fist, he grabbed Wang Fang's ghost in the palm of his hand, and the black power that wanted to grab Wang Fang retreated into the bathtub.

"Succeeded?" asked the old man, standing beside him, timidly.

"I guess so. Li Mu glanced at the fist in his left hand, it was the first time he had grasped a person's Yin Soul in his hand.