Chapter 8: Grudges

When he touched Li Yuejun's shoulder, Bai Yanliang felt her fear more clearly.

She trembled like chaff, her face was pale and bloodless, and her pupils trembled violently.

However, after Li Yuejun blinked, he looked at the bottom of Bai Yanliang's bed...... It was pitch black and there was nothing.

However, Li Yuejun, who has already experienced two cursed trips, knows very well that this is by no means dazzling to her, let alone an illusion.

"I didn't ...... I'm fine. Li Yuejun forcibly restrained the fear in his heart, but his left hand grabbed Bai Yanliang's arm, and the power that people subconsciously erupted when they were afraid was very great.

Bai Yanliang's right arm had been plucked out of blood by her sharp nails, but his complexion had not changed.

He just said, "Okay, let's go find them." ”

Immediately, he didn't look back, and just closed the door.

Li Yuejun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when she came back to her senses completely, she had been taken to the elevator by Bai Yanliang.

The elevator came down from the sixth floor and stopped in front of the two people, and there was no one inside.

Bai Yanliang entered the elevator as usual, and Li Yuejun hurriedly followed.

It was only then that she realized that she had broken Bai Yanliang's right arm.

"You...... Why didn't you remind me? Li Yuejun looked at Bai Yanliang with some embarrassment, and his tone was very impulsive.

But Bai Yanliang shook his head, didn't even look at the scratched hand, just wiped the blood with his clothes casually, and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Li Yuejun was stunned and looked at him stunned.

She knows very well what kind of person she is, and the three months since she came to the fog set have driven her crazy, her emotions are getting more and more intense, and there are more and more people who are making enemies.

Although she is not ugly, the person trapped in the curse is just a pile of dying flesh in the end.

No one will be interested in a pile of meat that is about to collapse emotionally, and will not tolerate her.

I have to say that Bai Yanliang sees it very accurately, she is indeed lonely, but because of this, fear and loneliness make her temperament more and more perverse and weird, forming a vicious circle.

There was silence in the elevator.

Bai Yanliang glanced at the button, and this hotel actually had six floors.

He couldn't be sure if that "Xu Zhi'an" was still on the first floor, but now it was different from the situation just now, at this time, the sky was already dawning.

Although I can't say exactly what has changed, and I can't say for sure whether the brighter sky has affected "him", it ...... The atmosphere of this inn has changed from suffocating and depressing to a little lighter.

If he didn't take advantage of the daytime to investigate, Bai Yanliang didn't think that night was a good time.

"Dingβ€”"

The sound of the prompt on the first floor woke up Li Yuejun, and the woman glanced at Bai Yanliang with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something.

But seeing that Bai Yanliang had already stepped out of the elevator, she hurriedly followed, but she didn't open her mouth after all.

On the ground floor is a decent hall, which in 2006 was already very nice.

A waitress in her thirties walked up and asked, "Sir, miss, do you need to prepare breakfast?" ”

Her attitude was very professional, and her smile was just right, but there was no hint of pleasure in her tone, on the contrary, there was a hint of malice.

Bai Yanliang is very sensitive to emotional reactions, although his own emotional reactions are very weak, but this does not prevent him from observing others.

And, judging from the other party's name, it seems that the two of them have just come here.

"Well, please help us prepare two Chinese breakfasts."

In line with the principle of not eating for nothing, Bai Yanliang responded with a smile.

As soon as the waiter nodded, Bai Yanliang suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked casually: "By the way, do you have any ...... here?"

Before he could finish his words, the waiter's expression had completely changed.

"Sir, if you are a journalist, please leave immediately, or I will call the security guard immediately." Her face was ugly, and a pair of hanging eyes stared at Bai Yanliang, as if she wanted to see him through.

Bai Yan's conscience moved, this attitude of no silver three hundred taels here was simply too contrived.

It was as if the other party was deliberately trying to tell him what had happened here.

But on the bright side, Bai Yanliang shook his head and said, "No, I'm not a reporter, I'm just here to spend a vacation, by the way, what I wanted to ask just now is, can you help me change a pillow?" In fact, I didn't sleep very well last night. ”

The waiter's expression was very strange, her eyes wandered strangely on Bai Yanliang and Li Yuejun, but one of them looked at her indifferently, and the other lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a few moments, she said, "Okay, I'll help you change your pillow and hope you sleep soundly." ”

Her words seemed to mean something, but Bai Yanliang looked incomprehensible, glanced around, and this time, he saw three people.

Xu Zhi'an, Feng Xinghan, Jiang Li.

Xu Zhi'an looked exactly the same as he had seen before, dressed as a clerk, his hair was meticulously combed, he was not very old, but his waist was a little rickety.

Feng Xinghan seems to be a person who has been engaged in manual labor for a long time, his physique is not tall, but he is very strong, about the same age as Yang Wanlong, but his body looks better than Yang Wanlong's work as a criminal policeman.

And Jiang Li was a little strange, Bai Yanliang couldn't see his gender.

He has short hair, a white shirt on his upper body, and a pair of casual jeans on his lower body, he is not very old, he doesn't seem to be twenty years old, and his eyes are scanning Bai Yanliang unscrupulously.

Bai Yanliang and Li Yuejun came to the sofa by the window in the hall and finally joined the three of them.

"Sit down." Xu Zhi'an's voice was a little tired, and he looked at the two of them and said.

Bai Yanliang's face remained unchanged and sat on the sofa opposite them.

This kind of experience is really novel, after all, not long ago, a "Xu Zhi'an" who looked exactly like him knocked on his door.

Now that I think about it, if I had opened the door just now, maybe this game of life and death would have ended in no time.

"I didn't expect that you, a newcomer, would be the stalker this time." Xu Zhi'an didn't seem to have rested well, and his voice was very hoarse.

Stalker?

Bai Yanliang looked at the four of them with puzzled eyes, this was indeed a new term he had just heard.

"Do you remember the first three people whose names turned red when they were in the fog set?" Feng Xinghan suddenly spoke.

Fog set?

Seems to be what they call the strange place behind the door.

Bai Yanliang nodded, and his gaze turned to this sturdy middle-aged man.

"The so-called stalker, as the name suggests, is the person who is most likely to be haunted by powerful ghosts, for example, now, if the probability is 100, the probability of us being targeted by powerful ghosts is 50%, and you, it is 90%, and when we are found by it at the same time as you, the probability of you being targeted will become 100%."

Feng Xinghan didn't mean to gloat, after all, whether it was 50 percent or 90 percent, the final result was only life and death, which was nothing to be thankful for.

"However, it is not completely without benefits, as long as the stalker survives the current mission safely, the next mission will definitely not be selected by the fog set."

Bai Yanliang nodded clearly, and at this time, two waiters came over with breakfast.

"Sir, miss, this is your breakfast."