At night, I was left alone in the whole hotel, quiet, and I couldn't hear the slightest sound. Looking at the chicken bones on the floor and the wine bottle at the head of the bed, I burped. I don't know when I liked drinking alone so much, and I don't know when I became so sloppy. I don't know where I'm going in the future, I don't know what to do in the future, what makes sense to me. But I know it's time to get to work.

I took out a stack of talismans from my backpack and put them in my pocket, and took out a handful of grass incense and lit it and copied it in my hand. I opened the door to the room and walked out. The corridors in the hotel were dimly lit and made me feel a little uncomfortable, and I didn't like the atmosphere. However, according to Mr. Yun, this was specially designed by a lighting master, saying that there is a hazy mood, but I always feel like a bridge in a horror movie. People who like this kind of tune probably have a few more strings in their brains. I complained helplessly, I guess this design is the same style as the plaque at the entrance of the hotel, and it's not good to say that it's still a "good thing" done by the same person.

Insert the grass incense in your hand at the door of each room in the hotel, and a pillar of incense in each room. This kind of grass fragrance is specially made in the Zhilan store, called soul saliva incense, it is said to be able to attract the soul, and the ghost thing that smells this fragrance is like a drunkard drinking a high degree of liquor, and he is intoxicated and unable to extricate himself. I want to use ambergris to lure out all the ghosts in the hotel, and then concentrate on subduing them to see if I can find the thing with a special ghostly aura.

I took out my phone and looked at it, it was just seven o'clock in the evening, and it was still early. At this time, the ghosts begin to move, which is equivalent to humans getting up in the morning. I sniffed the scent that permeated the hotel, and it didn't smell good, a bit like the smell of burnt clothes. Could it be that when people die, even their sense of smell has changed, and they actually like this smell? I shook my head and made my way to the lobby on the first floor. The hall is very open, four or five hundred square meters, and there are twelve load-bearing pillars on the left and right sides of the hall. I reached out and patted them, and found that the pillars were carved out of marble, and it was cold to the touch. It seems that the owner of the hotel has invested a lot in the past, and these pillars alone are worth a lot of money, how can they be sold to Mr. Yun at such a low price, there must be a problem here. Of course, the most strange thing for me is Mr. Yun, I don't know why, I feel more and more that he has something to hide from me.

After carefully examining the surroundings, I took out a hair-thick copper wire from my backpack behind me, wrapped it around the pillars, and formed a C-shape, leaving only a hole in the west. This is a special formation, called the Ghost Detention Formation, which is a small method taught to me by Lin Lao. The copper wire was provided by Zhilan, and it was as small as a hair, and it was full of charms engraved by means that could not be seen by the naked eye. With this kind of material to set up the formation, as long as the ghost thing that walks into this formation will be trapped in the formation, and it is not a powerful ghost that cannot break free at all.

In the center of the Ghost Detention Array, I planted all the remaining ambergris incense in the prepared jar, and lit it when the incense at the door of the house burned out. It's like a fisherman fishing, casting the bait first. When the fish tasted the sweetness, they let their guard down. Then drop the bait hook, and don't be afraid that the fish won't take the bait. And I'm a fisherman now, and those ghosts are fish. Fishing is about patience, and so is ghost fishing.

I looked at the time, and at eight o'clock in the evening, I guessed that all the incense was burned out, and it was time to perform the real technique. I lit all the ambergris incense in the formation, and then hid behind the stone pillar at the gap in the formation and watched the changes.

Holding back the disgusting smell of burning ambergris, I opened my dark eyes and looked around for nothing. Well, you can't rush, I told myself in my heart that if you want to catch big fish, you have to hold your breath. After another half an hour, there was still no response, and there were only a few poor little geyers in the formation, which were still attracted from outside the hotel. I frowned, Zhilan packed the ticket with me, saying that this incense is a terrible ghost will flow when it smells... Isn't there any ghost in the hotel? No, this is unreasonable, even ordinary people will have some ghosts in their homes, but they are just some faint spirits, which will not have any impact on the master's family. This hotel is so angry, there must be a big guy, otherwise where did the ghost energy on Mr. Yun's arm come from. I recalled it again and nothing was missing. I don't know what went wrong, why can't I get it. It's better to take your breath, maybe it will come out in a while.

As the minutes passed, all the ambergris burned out, and the whole hotel was filled with the smell of burning. Licking my parched lips, I doubted my initial judgment, could it be that there was not some ghost hiding in the hotel, but something else? I got a little impatient, stood up, stretched, and yawned.

After waiting for so long, I only felt a wave of sleepiness hit, "Why don't you go back to your room and sleep first, looking at the current situation, there shouldn't be any reaction in a short time." It's better to say it when you wait, when the yin qi between heaven and earth is the heaviest, maybe you can find some clues. After thinking about it for a while, I dismantled the soul detraining array that had taken a long time from the pillar and wound it into a coil. After packing up, I took the elevator back to the presidential suite, didn't even take off my coat, and fell asleep in bed.

I had a strange dream in which I came to a secluded wooded area and walked along the path. Along the way, I saw many monks and Taoist priests lying on the ground, covered in blood, their clothes in tatters, and yellow talismans scattered all over the ground. In front of me, in the middle of the road, sat cross-legged a man dressed as a lama. He was holding a bright yellow Buddha bead, and his mouth was constantly reciting scriptures, and his breath was stirring, as if he was doing some Taoism. But he was trembling and sweating profusely, as if he was afraid of something. I suddenly felt something moving at my feet, and when I looked down, there was a crane-haired and childish old man lying at my feet. The old man was hunched over his body, stuffing the kind of raw rice that the dead man ate into his mouth, and smirked at me as he ate. I wondered what was going on, how did I get here. I bent down and grabbed Lao Dao by the collar to ask him what this place was. I opened my mouth, but I felt that my mouth was sealed and I couldn't make any sound. At this time, a nun who was not far from me spoke, "Little donor, get out of here quickly, don't continue on, there is no road ahead." I turned my head to look at her, "Master, I want to leave too, but where am I!" I cried out in my heart, but I still couldn't make any sound. I felt the liquid running from my hands, and when I looked back, the Taoist priest I was holding had turned into a bloody skeleton with bright red flesh sticking to it, and the blood from my cheeks was dripping on my hands, causing me to take a few steps backwards. I pointed to the bloody skeleton at the nun sitting on the ground, opened my mouth wide and said something silently. The nun seemed to see what I wanted to say to her, and said, "Little benefactor, you want to ask him why he is like this, right?" I nodded quickly. The nun stared into my eyes, smiled at me, and said in a sympathetic voice, "Donor, are you talking about that?" Then the skin on her face peeled off piece by piece like an old wall skin soaked in water, and fell off her face. Then he suddenly leaned his face towards me, "Little donor, do you think I'm beautiful?" "I was so frightened by her actions that I woke up from my dream.

When I woke up from the dream, I could feel myself lying on the bed, but I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't move my body, it felt like a thousand boulders were pressing on me. I knew in my heart that this should be the legendary ghost press. Could it be that the ghost knew I was coming, and held back for a long time, waiting for me to let my guard down before coming to harm me? Why was the "Twelve Chengong Divine Charm" I posted in the room not activated? I tried to wake myself up, but my body was completely out of control, what should I do?

The first time I encountered this kind of thing, I was confused, so I had to recite the spell that activated the "Twelve Chen Palace Divine Charm" in my heart, but it had no effect. Read it again, and it still doesn't work. I'm annoyed, what is hurting me, and I have the ability to let me go, and do it with real knives and guns. Anger was aroused, and if there was a second person in the room at this time, I would have seen my eyes wide open, full of blood red, trembling all over, and the bruises on my body had flare.

The more I couldn't move, the more angry I became, and I felt like I had lost my mind. It was very much like a sign of madness, and I felt like my heart was beating violently, about to burst out of my chest. Just when I couldn't suppress the violent vitality in my body, the magic sword attached to my right arm emitted a blood-colored electric light. Lightning traveled around me at a rapid pace, breaking my spiritual confinement. I sat up from the bed and gasped.

I looked left and right in the room, and the "Twelve Chengong Divine Charms" on the wall were still intact and had not been activated. What's going on? Could it be that this ghost creature has broken through the defenses of the talisman? I was shocked, this was the first time I had encountered something that could quietly break through the "Twelve Chen Palace Divine Charm". I immediately sat cross-legged, and silently recited the "Pure Heart Formula" in my heart to suppress the violent. As my energy calmed down, I calmed down. Whatever is hidden in the hotel, I must find it tonight.

Summoning the "Xi" sword and copying it in my hand, I opened the door and walked out. Pushing the Qi Hope Technique and Yin Eye to the extreme, I looked around the hotel, but there was still no movement. With his left hand, he stroked the sword and cut his finger with a sharp blade. The magic sword was stimulated by blood and trembled.

"Hee", can you feel its presence? There was a soft buzz, and a pull came from the magic sword, as if to guide me. I followed it forward to the basement floor of the hotel.