Chapter 1175 The ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night

Hazy, Wang Fan was in a half-dreaming and half-awake posture, and just when he was about to fall asleep peacefully, suddenly a bangbang sounded, and someone was beating the sheepskin with a wooden stick.

Wang Fan frowned awkwardly, and after a while, the evil sound finally stopped, and he turned over, this is the hotel high-rise, the sound insulation effect is very good, where does the sound come from.

After a while, the sound sounded again, accompanied by a rattle bell, Wang Fan really couldn't stand it, sat up, and followed the sound of the bangzi.

At this time, Bai Qi Ian heard Wang Fan's movements, and hurriedly came out to check, Wang Fan said, "Did you hear a sound?" ”

The two nodded: "The sound of bangzi knocking." ”

"What is going on with this hotel. Wang Fan dialed the wireless phone and was about to complain to the manager, but the wireless phone couldn't get through.

"You two stay here, I'll go out to see who is disturbing the people in the middle of the night, and by the way, go downstairs to find out who else is on duty at the counter and reflect the situation. Wang Fan said.

"Master, you went out at night so much, and you are a mortal child, and your subordinates are worried about your comfort, why don't we go together." Bai Qi said.

"Forget it, the yin and yang technique I've learned for so long is not covered, and ordinary imps can still deal with it, if you follow, I'm afraid it will scare the customer service lady." ”

Wang Fan quipped, took the charm pocket and opened the door and went out.

As soon as he went out, he smelled a cold smell, which was cold from his skin to his bones, which really didn't match the atmosphere of this big summer day.

Bang Bang, the sound of bangzi sounded in the corridor again, and Wang Fan suddenly flashed into the dark place in the door frame halfway through.

At this time, it was already dark, and the lights in the corridor would only turn on if they made a sound, and Wang Fan hid in the door frame, hidden and impeccable.

Soon out of the corridor came two rows of ghosts wearing white robes and covering their faces, and their bodies emitted a faint purple light, which was very easy to catch in the dark.

Holding a horn drum in his hand, he kept beating it with a small red wooden stick, the horn drum was made of sheepskin, and the bell hanging from the top of the white hat would ring whenever it danced.

The ghosts dance very strangely, twisting their bodies in unison into strange poses.

They gradually drifted away in the corridor, and Wang Fan had a question in his heart, whether these ghosts would only appear today or often wander here, and whether those tenants could see them, or whether only they could see them.

Since he already knew that the maker of this voice was not artificial, then Wang Fan didn't need to trouble the manager, maybe the other party didn't know anything.

Wang Fan watched these ghosts slowly walk away, and he quietly followed at a slightly distance, following these ghosts upstairs.

Wang Fan tiptoed on the gray mud and stone slab and climbed a few floors with them, which was really not easy to climb with his feet without taking the elevator.

The ghosts ascended the spiraling staircase, their heels off the ground, almost floating up the stairs, the stairs without windows, and a dark atmosphere hung over them.

Around a corner, the ghost suddenly made a 180-degree turn and jerked towards a room on one floor.

Wang Fan quickly followed, and saw a ghost figure put his hand on a door and knocked lightly.

It's the middle of the night, and the ghost knocks on the door. Wang Fan felt that if there were people living in it, he would be so frightened that his soul would be gone now.

The ghost continued to knock on the door, and the whole hallway fell silent, and all the banging and rattling of the bangs stopped, and the ghosts gathered around the door, and looked in the cat's eye in a whole circle.

Wang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the visual reactions of ghosts and humans are different, if it is a human, you can't see it from the cat's eye outside, but ghosts can, they are scanning the scene in the room, but the owner of the room is not aware of it.

If the owner is looking at the cat's eye at this time, he will definitely not see anything, and the other party can affect people's brain waves.

When the master opens the door, it will be bad, and these shadows will take the opportunity to enter and take the life of the master indoors.

Wang Fan decided that if they wanted to kill them, he would never stand idly by.

Waiting for the ghosts to make a final move, they regrouped and headed in the other direction of the hallway.

Wang Fan saw that there was a faint person hiding in the shadows like himself, and these things were running for him.

The ghost figure sensed the man's position, so he rearranged the formation and set off, Wang Fan saw the person in the distance fleeing in a hurry, as if he had gone down the staircase.

The ghost shadow doubled its speed after sensing the target, and Wang Fan ran to catch up.

This run ran directly from the upper floor to the first floor, thinking that there were security guards on duty nearby, Wang Fan was worried that these night shift personnel would encounter accidents, but the two security guards came up from the negative floor and collided with him.

"Guest, what's wrong with you, big night. One of the security guards asked.

The other pressed the switch of the electric shock stick and said, "Can you show me your ID card and housing documents? Thank you for your cooperation." ”

Wang Fan felt that these two people were popular, but they came up from below but didn't see those ghosts, it seemed that only certain people could see them.

"I just got a phone call and a friend was drunk at a bar and I was about to pick him up. Wang Fan pretended to scratch his head and present his documents with both hands.

The two security guards exchanged glances after the inspection: "I understand, I understand." After saying that, he smiled and continued to go upstairs to round the room.

Wang Fan packed his documents, fortunately he likes to carry important items with him, otherwise it would be bad if he was mistaken for a thief.

He then drove out, but there were no ghosts outside, the lights in the hall were off, but the door locks were open, and hotels usually locked until the wee hours of the morning, or were open 24 hours a day.

But today's lock is not locked, which means that the person and the ghost have run out?

Wang Fan thought about it and walked out, it was very deserted outside, which was very inconsistent with the night in Beijing, and there was no one.

In any case, there should be some traces of men and women who work late or party outside.

Wang Fan walked out of the small square and found that there was no one in the city outside, and all the lights were extinguished, like a dead city.

The street lights were dark, and the shadow of a living creature could not be seen except for the cars parked on the side of the road.

Many cars are parked on the road, but the driver's seat is empty.

Some of the shops on the side of the road are not closed, but they are not lit and there are no clerks.

Wang Fan couldn't help but understand that this was not a normal world at all, all the scenery was there, but it was an empty city.

Not far away, an old man rode by, shouting: "Tofu brain, sell tofu brain." ”

When Wang Fan saw this scene, he immediately hid in the bushes, selling tofu brains in the middle of the night, there must be a problem.

(End of chapter)