"It's not going to happen again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The local guide stood behind her and whispered.

Xin Huohuo turned around with a big white eye.

In normal times, she would never ignore others so much, but the difference in front of her is still the irresponsible tour guide Yamada who ran away from the wind back then!

How could he have a face, and now dare to stand in front of her. Or how can such a person still be accepted? Is it true that for the sake of profit, can you ignore the quality?

"Please don't talk to me unless you're on business. Xin Huohuo said coldly, and then Yamada opened his mouth, as if he had something to say to her. She directly shook off this person, settled the group members, and went upstairs herself.

This hotel is not very old, but it is a few years old. The star is not high but it is very distinctive, but it is worth staying. Of course, it also adheres to the Japanese style, that is, exquisite, clean, good service attitude, and there is a hot spring behind the house to soak in the hot spring, but the area is very small. The equipment in the room is very complete, but the bed occupies most of it, and basically you can't turn around with a big suitcase.

Xin Huohuo didn't have much luggage, but it felt okay. However, with such a large group of chores, she was still very tired after tossing all day, not to mention that because the plane was delayed, she stayed at the airport for a few more hours. So, after huddled in the bathroom and took a shrunken bath, she lay down on the bed to rest. Originally, I wanted to practice for a while, but there is a way that I can't leave my mouth and my fists don't leave my hands, but I didn't think that my head would fall asleep when I hit the pillow.

The night was quiet.

Especially this small place with a strong sense of environmental protection is even more quiet and peaceful after nightfall. Silence can make people sleep better, but if there is a little movement, it can also wake up more.

So in the most primitive sleep, it was dark and heavy, there was no dream, as if death, and there was no consciousness at all, Xin Huohuo was suddenly woken up by a "tuk tuk" sound.

The sound was rhythmic, and although it was obvious, it didn't feel far or near, but like a bang on a wall or a wooden floor, muffled and crisp.

In a daze, she judged that there was a person next door or upstairs who came back too late and was wearing shoes with such hard soles, and the sound was making as he walked. After all, the sound insulation effect of this small hotel is not particularly good, and the dead environment is particularly easy to amplify the sound effect.

But as soon as she awoke, the voice disappeared. But when she tried to fall asleep again, the voice sounded again, as if playing hide and seek with her, very annoying, but helpless.

This is the mirror realm, the fourth realm, which can only illuminate matter, but cannot illuminate the intangible immaterial. In other words, there are no ghosts here. In addition, Xin Huohuo is mixed with black and white impermanence, and it is easier to accept it when I see more, so I am not so afraid. However, this is really annoying.

So, after four times in a row, and especially when she felt that the voice was still getting closer, a little mentally hairy, she sat up sharply.

The moonlight was fine, shining through the tulle curtains, and because it was used to the darkness, it was clear to see.

There were no other "people" in the room except her, and naturally there were no other "things". And, as before, as soon as she woke up, the voice was cut off again.

She had to lie down again, turning sideways outward, staring in the direction of the doorway. However, when she calmed down, her widening eyes couldn't help but half-squint because of sleepiness, and the voice of the tuk tuk rang out again.

This time, it's close at hand!

Xin Huohuo was finally startled, bounced, and unscrewed the bedside lamp.

Light, like a whip to drive away darkness, instantly occupies every corner of the room. As far as the eye can see, there is an indescribable "clean", nothing, really nothing.

What's going on? Is there a mutant human? Stealth? But there's not even a shadow on the ground. What's more, now that she is a cultivator and is more sensitive to the breath of the outside world, she is very sure that there is no second creature in the room except her, so what is the situation with this strange phenomenon?

Xin Huohuo thought about it, but chose to get out of bed.

Her slippers were placed next to the bed, because of some so-called "superstitious" habits, when staying outside, her shoes were never neatly arranged, but skewed and kicked on the ground at will. If something is invisible in approach, it is easy to step on in the dark light. But at this time, the pair of shoes is still in the same condition as last night, and has not been touched at all.

Excluding ghosts, excluding invisible mutants, and even monsters, that is, nothing had ever entered her room, so what was the sound? It seemed to be right in her ears.

She put on her shoes, turned on all the lights in the room, including the bathroom, and calmed down for a while before finally opening the door and going out into the hallway.

In order to save electricity, the hallway lights are dim, but everything is asleep and nothing out of the ordinary.

However, just as Xin Huohuo was about to turn back to the house, he heard a "click". In the stillness of the night, the sound was so loud that it looked like something had broken off.

Xin Huohuo's heart tightened, and he subconsciously pinched a trick behind his right hand.

This is something she just learned, and she learned it from the mobile phone document, and the method analysis diagram that Hachi drew for her personally. It is very difficult to twist and fold the fingers, and it took a long time to practice.

The Taoist recipes are very complicated, and ordinary people can't grasp them. However, it is precisely because of the difficulties that not everyone can do it, and the power will be great, and it will be easy to ward off evil spirits.

At the same time, her left elbow opened the door slightly.

She regretted that she didn't have her phone with her at all times, and it seemed that she would hang it around her neck wherever she wanted to go in the future. After all, it is no longer an ordinary communication tool, but a magic weapon, her talisman. All the charms given by Yan Jun are in the mobile phone, and if you encounter an emergency, you have to rely on it if you want to get out.

The voice came from next door to her, and she stared in that direction as she saw the door open silently and a figure deftly walked out.

The skinny middle-aged man is none other than the irresponsible tour guide Yamada. He is of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent, so he is fluent in Chinese and Japanese. I used to think he was that kind and gentle look, but unfortunately because of the last escape, how obscene and annoying he looks at now.

She hadn't noticed that this person lived next door to her! What did he mean? Ran out in the middle of the night, did he hear something, felt something, or had some perverted hobbies and pursuits?

But either way, she wasn't afraid of him!

When Yamada saw her, he was obviously startled, and said in a trembling voice, "You, haven't you slept yet?"

"Nonsense, could it be that I'm sleepwalking. Or, geist?" Xin Huohuo said unceremoniously, while letting his guard down, "mind your own business. ”

(Friends say I'm a strange person, because I never get scared when I watch horror movies and horror novels, and I don't even feel it a lot of the time.) But I didn't dare to stay in a hotel alone, and every time I went out, I had to bring a friend to sleep with. Hehe. ）